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| "One year ago" |
Praising God From Whom All Blessings Flow,
Amiee :)
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
"One Year Ago"
"For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may boast. For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them." Ephesians 2: 8-10
This morning as I am reflecting over the past year, my heart is heavy and thankful. It's been one year since the good Lord brought Joan and Derrick home. I am blessed. I have watched God move mountains in Uganda and in America. Through the adoption process, God showed me how "powerless" I am and how MIGHTY HE is. I haven't gone back and read my previous blogs but I remember I surrendered. I remember I was broken. I remember HE didn't forsake me or the children. I remember I couldn't wait to hold them, feed them and love them. They were soooooo much smaller than I thought they would be. Joan's spirit was larger than life...it still is. Derrick was timid and gentle and his eyes...how could anyone not adore him. I remember on the plane ride to Africa, a little past Amsterdam I had slight chest pains. We were just over half way there and we had been traveling a long, long time. They were still so far away. This trip was my first time out of the USA. As we got closer to Uganda, the food changed, the language changed, my comfort level changed. I quickly became a minority. As I remember that night at Entebbe Airport, I long to go back to that uncomfortableness because through that, I was so close to the LORD. I was uncomfortable but I wasn't afraid. "Pre-Uganda", uncomfortable meant fearful to me. The loving arms of Christ were waiting to welcome me in the airport that night, through Joan and Derrick but also Joel, Colby and Allen. Christ was waiting for me at SOZO. He's there! The SOZO children's English was not as easy for me to understand as I had hoped. Their Ugandan accent was strong. It didn't matter. I had heard their stories. I had seen their pictures from the year before. I had seen their "brokenness" and it broke me. The way they worship is more powerful than any church service I have ever experienced. It is beautiful, glorifying and HOLY! Thanks to the obedience of a few, (Alan, Jay and Suzanne) the love of Christ is living through these children and they are AMAZING. It's the most beautiful thing I have ever witnessed in my life. I spend a lot of time "blogging" about the one's that live with me. I enjoy sharing about them. But, I can never forget where they came from and the one's that God has called to be the Light in the darkness, the SOZO children, the SOZO family. Many people think that my children are SOZO children. They are part of the SOZO family but they are Rays of Hope children. When all of the Rays of Hope children are living in a SOZO house or they are sponsored and fed regularly, Joan, Derrick and Shamira will be SOZO children. I pray for that to be soon! There is nothing I can boast about raising these children. If you could see what Aggie, Matto and the rest of the SOZO parents do, my life looks easy. What a privilege it is for me to get to be a part of these children's journey! My faith is what sustains me each day. I don't want my life to be about me being comfortable and satisfied. I want my life to reflect the Glory of God's grace. I want to raise my children to depend on HIM, not on me. It's so hard but so necessary. I don't know what challenges today will bring but I know HE will be there with me. I am praying about taking another trip to Uganda. I don't know what that will look like. HE's got me on a "need to know" basis and when it's time HE will let me know :) If you have questions about Uganda, SOZO, Rays of Hope, please feel free to email me. I'm praying that my "blogging" will begin to go a little deeper and that God will continue to stretch me. Thank you Father for YOUR grace. YOUR grace has saved me :)
Praising God From Whom All Blessings Flow,
Amiee :)
Praising God From Whom All Blessings Flow,
Amiee :)
Saturday, July 28, 2012
"... choose this day whom you will serve..."Joshua 24:15
We had a WONDERFUL vacation over the fourth of July. We went to the beach. Everyone had a different favorite moment. My favorite moment was watching Shamira see the ocean for the first time. (Joan and Derrick had already been to the beach last fall.) She was so excited! The sand was clean and white. The water was clear and the waves were just high enough to be fun but not over powering. I had started reading a "Junie B. Jones" book with Shamira a couple of weeks ago. She could read all of the words in the book. The story was about Junie going on "vacation". I asked Shamira if she knew what a vacation was. She said "no". I explained to her that on "vacation" you go with your family to another town to "get away" from all of the stress of the day to day activity. You rest, overeat, and pray that your soul will feel rejuvenated so that when you return home, you can go back to the insanity of the world. Shamira was probably thinking, "what do you have to get away from?". She just hasn't lived here long enough yet. :) There is so much in my definition of "vacation" that I need to examine. Truly, Uganda was a "vacation" for me last summer and I DIDNOT rest or overeat BUT my soul was rejuvenated in a way that it never has been before.
Shamira has been here for one month. There is nothing she will not eat. There is nothing she hasn't embraced about "the American way". I have to admit, I can't imagine my life without her. She is slowly creeping into my heart. My mind is saying this will be to much for me. My mind is saying I won't be able to keep up with 5 kids. My heart won't be able to take her back to Uganda. Then, in the chaos of having 5 children, my husband says, "she's already my daughter". There it is! The Holy Spirit has spoken to me through my husband. Remember, when I surrendered to God, the first thing HE showed me was that I needed to submit to my husband. I have had some very good conversations with some of you about the difference in "submitting" vs. "surrendering". I have surrendered. The world encourages me to pick up what I have already put down. I'm thankful that I recognize this and have sisters that remind me when I don't remember. The bottom line is who am I going to "choose this day to serve". I choose HIM. I chose HIM. I have not gone back on my decision. So, what does that look like in my life? It means I will live one day at a time. I will not think about the complications of having 5 children, all with "special needs". God will show me the way each and every minute. I will not worry about what tomorrow will bring. I will thank God every day for the blessings HE has given me.
July 9th, 2012, we celebrated Derrick's birthday. Last year, Laurel and I celebrated with Derrick, Joan, Kenneth and Joel at the zoo in Uganda. It was quite an experience. They had monkeys crawling all over the outside of the cages. Some of the fences were about waist high with a big ditch between us and the animals. It didn't look to be the "safest zoo" I had ever been to but being with Derrick on his birthday was an answered prayer. I was thankful to be with him. This year, we had a Spider Man cake, and by Derrick's request, "a big juicy steak". The children have watched others have birthday's for a year and so this birthday was really exciting for Derrick. Joan is already counting the days on the calendar for hers next month. Shamira's birthday is Christmas Day!
Last week, Shamira saw the orthopedic surgeon. He couldn't have been any nicer. He says it's going to be very difficult to "straighten" her arm. He has operated on many NFL players and he may not realize the prayer warriors that will be with him while he's caring for sweet Shamira. All I could think when he was telling me how challenging this operation was going to be, "I've seen God move mountains." I'm praying that God will move a mountain with Shamira's healing. We are anticipating surgery the first of August. I don't know much more than that. I'm hopeful that she can start school in August or September. She has no idea what can and will be done cosmetically to her body. All she asks for is to be able to use her arm.
As I have spent the summer home with the children, God has reminded me again and again of HIS mercy on my life. The older girls have shared some of their memories of Joan in Kabalagala. These stories break my heart for what breaks HIS. There's no doubt in my mind or in my heart that our "transracial family" is part of HIS plan. I had a sweet friend ask me to share my testimony about our adoption. After reflecting upon her request, I told her my testimony is about obedience, not adoption. God has used adoption to give me a platform to reveal my sinful heart and how if I obey HIM, HE blesses my life in ways that I wouldn't have dared to ask. I pray that I never forget whom I serve and that HE breaks my heart for what breaks HIS.
Praising HIM From Whom All Blessings Flow,
Amiee :)
We had a WONDERFUL vacation over the fourth of July. We went to the beach. Everyone had a different favorite moment. My favorite moment was watching Shamira see the ocean for the first time. (Joan and Derrick had already been to the beach last fall.) She was so excited! The sand was clean and white. The water was clear and the waves were just high enough to be fun but not over powering. I had started reading a "Junie B. Jones" book with Shamira a couple of weeks ago. She could read all of the words in the book. The story was about Junie going on "vacation". I asked Shamira if she knew what a vacation was. She said "no". I explained to her that on "vacation" you go with your family to another town to "get away" from all of the stress of the day to day activity. You rest, overeat, and pray that your soul will feel rejuvenated so that when you return home, you can go back to the insanity of the world. Shamira was probably thinking, "what do you have to get away from?". She just hasn't lived here long enough yet. :) There is so much in my definition of "vacation" that I need to examine. Truly, Uganda was a "vacation" for me last summer and I DIDNOT rest or overeat BUT my soul was rejuvenated in a way that it never has been before.
Shamira has been here for one month. There is nothing she will not eat. There is nothing she hasn't embraced about "the American way". I have to admit, I can't imagine my life without her. She is slowly creeping into my heart. My mind is saying this will be to much for me. My mind is saying I won't be able to keep up with 5 kids. My heart won't be able to take her back to Uganda. Then, in the chaos of having 5 children, my husband says, "she's already my daughter". There it is! The Holy Spirit has spoken to me through my husband. Remember, when I surrendered to God, the first thing HE showed me was that I needed to submit to my husband. I have had some very good conversations with some of you about the difference in "submitting" vs. "surrendering". I have surrendered. The world encourages me to pick up what I have already put down. I'm thankful that I recognize this and have sisters that remind me when I don't remember. The bottom line is who am I going to "choose this day to serve". I choose HIM. I chose HIM. I have not gone back on my decision. So, what does that look like in my life? It means I will live one day at a time. I will not think about the complications of having 5 children, all with "special needs". God will show me the way each and every minute. I will not worry about what tomorrow will bring. I will thank God every day for the blessings HE has given me.
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| "I'm pretty sure Joel was provoking the ostrich!" |
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| "Happy Birthday 2011 Derrick!" |
July 9th, 2012, we celebrated Derrick's birthday. Last year, Laurel and I celebrated with Derrick, Joan, Kenneth and Joel at the zoo in Uganda. It was quite an experience. They had monkeys crawling all over the outside of the cages. Some of the fences were about waist high with a big ditch between us and the animals. It didn't look to be the "safest zoo" I had ever been to but being with Derrick on his birthday was an answered prayer. I was thankful to be with him. This year, we had a Spider Man cake, and by Derrick's request, "a big juicy steak". The children have watched others have birthday's for a year and so this birthday was really exciting for Derrick. Joan is already counting the days on the calendar for hers next month. Shamira's birthday is Christmas Day!
Last week, Shamira saw the orthopedic surgeon. He couldn't have been any nicer. He says it's going to be very difficult to "straighten" her arm. He has operated on many NFL players and he may not realize the prayer warriors that will be with him while he's caring for sweet Shamira. All I could think when he was telling me how challenging this operation was going to be, "I've seen God move mountains." I'm praying that God will move a mountain with Shamira's healing. We are anticipating surgery the first of August. I don't know much more than that. I'm hopeful that she can start school in August or September. She has no idea what can and will be done cosmetically to her body. All she asks for is to be able to use her arm.
As I have spent the summer home with the children, God has reminded me again and again of HIS mercy on my life. The older girls have shared some of their memories of Joan in Kabalagala. These stories break my heart for what breaks HIS. There's no doubt in my mind or in my heart that our "transracial family" is part of HIS plan. I had a sweet friend ask me to share my testimony about our adoption. After reflecting upon her request, I told her my testimony is about obedience, not adoption. God has used adoption to give me a platform to reveal my sinful heart and how if I obey HIM, HE blesses my life in ways that I wouldn't have dared to ask. I pray that I never forget whom I serve and that HE breaks my heart for what breaks HIS.
Praising HIM From Whom All Blessings Flow,
Amiee :)
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