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FELIZ CUMPLEANOS A MI JHONCITO!
Today is Jhon's 3rd birthday...wow how much he has grown in the past year and a half since he came to the albergue. I remember he wouldn't walk, talk, play, or let anyone hold him. Now he is spelling, singing, like to be read to, we were learning a little english when I was there, he helps with the laundry, plays with others, and loves being around people! He is like a bright ray of sunshine shining down through sky on a cloudy day. Everyday we were together he brought joy into my soul. When I had a bad day he always could cheer me up! His little laugh or just the way he said "Tia Susanna" made me smile. Oh what a precious gift from God. He had a rough beginning but things have gotten better, and I know that God will make them even better as he grows! There isn't a day that passes that I don't picture that sweet little boy's face, or hear that joyful voice in my head. I pray for him often. Would you pray with me for this dear gift?
Pray that:
-He would continue to love the Lord even at such a young age I know he loves the Lord
-he would learn more and more about Jesus Christ who is his saviour
-the people in his lives would raise him up in Truth and lead him down a path of righteousness
-he would get along with the other boys in his house
-he would help Jose Luis and the other kinder kids feel at home at the albergue
-i pray that he would get a family one day who will love and appreciate him in all of his ways!
He loved to be tickled after bath time and wouldn't let me put on his clothes....lol
I really want to go back and visit this precious child...mi Jhoncito. Te quiero tanto y te extrano bastante!
Besitos y abrazos
con carino, tu Tia Susanna
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Things in America that are going on:
-I am at CRS again this summer.
-Chief Hannah gave me a missle pop and I have soooo much energy right now!
-I think in spanish a lot still but manage to talk in english.
-Christmas in July at camp right now, feels more like Christmas in Peru but the english version.
-I still wear my overalls....ALL the time.
- Looking for jobs....
-All over, New Mexico, Texas, Illinios, North Carolina
-In transition. Its hard.
-Missing Jhoncito.
-I love Hannah Parish!
-Chauuuu!
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How beautiful.
Que bonita.
Wow!
Lately when I see these faces of these precious and BEAUTIFUL ones I cry. For many reason. I cry because I am not with them anymore, they have to live in the albergue, they may or may not have families, but mostly I cry because God, our God, made them. He made them each in a very special way and loves them with everything He has. He made them in His own image and made them beautiful!
(many photos thanks to John Foster)
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a. A fundamental social group in society typically consisting of one or two parents and their children.
b. Two or more people who share goals and values, have long-term commitments to one another, and reside usually in the same dwelling place.
3. A group of persons sharing common ancestry.
Sunday and Monday I was ripped from my family in Peru. I felt like someone was tearing my guts out of my body, stretching my limbs from one side of the room to the next. My head was pounding, my legs went limp, my eyeballs turned into waterfalls. Never-ending waterfalls. I hurridly packed my things up. Left a mountain of my things in my room, and cried as I spent the last few hours with my family, playing, singing, dancing, cooking, cleaning, and enjoying one another's company. I had the sweetest crieyest despedida in the world.
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Yesterday was John's birthday (the volunteer not to be confused with the 2 yr old I babysit), and we took him on a surprise trip to the Campina! This is a little piece of countryside near Salaverry and Moche, a small peice of heaven here in the Trujillo area. The Huacas are located here as well, making it a popular place for the tourists. However, our trips to "la campina" or "Javier's" are never, may I repeat, never touristy. We are now dear friends to this rather large family of brothers, nieces, nephews, throw in a grandmother and a few wives! So we spent this birthday night listening and dancing to the guys play some newer but a lot of older traditional music, eating good sudado and chicharron, and salsa dancing well past our appropriate bedtimes (9pm haha!). As we were saying our goodbyes and see you laters, I was talking with one of the girls about how much I love this little hidden treasure (our friends) and how much culture there was here. La campina and all it comes with will be greatly missed by all of us, but well remembered in our hearts and ears (as we have their cd!). Thank you Robyn for letting us join your "campina family".
-I googled La campina de Moche and these pics were 1st!
Clean clean clean
So at most of my jobs I am cleaning. Cleaning bathrooms, kitchens, closets....you name it, I've probably cleaned it. But at home (rather my parents home) I just don't feel too much like cleaning, because I have most likely been doing that all day other places. But in order for me to feel relaxed I need a good clean environment. When I was younger I had this weird habit of cleaning my room spotless before bed. I dusted, cleaning the mirror, made my bed if it was messy and even vacuumed. I thought I was just ocd, but I think now that it is just part of who I am. Like this morning I cleaned the kitchen before making breakfast. I like the idea of starting fresh. Being able to breath when I am about to do something I enjoy doing. Unfortunately everyone isn't this way as well. I know like what my mom said when I was younger, "clean up as you mess up" it really does make things seem less chaotic.
Harses, harses, harses, harses...name that movie!
...You got it....well "you've got mail" actually! I love that movie...Hannah Parish you've got it, can we switch our movies back? :)
Ok so I have no idea where or what the Lord has for my future (like after summer camp). But I do know that I am well I guess the best word to describe me is diverse! I have had experience these past 2 years in a great many different things.
Sooooo, the other week Joe called me asking if I would fill in for a work boss that was going to be out of town for 2 weeks. What work crew may you ask? Horse crew! Ok just curious...how much do I look like I know about horses? I ride and love a good western but, ok well he said I just had to supervise the girls, they would know what to do. I was actually flattered that he thought to call me. I guess I look like I can work hard. And BOY did we work hard. Cleaning stalls, moving hay, shoveling tons of manure...I was busy busy and smelly too! So know I have just one more thing to add on the I have had experience in this list. Horses. Oh and I have been riding more too. Summer, Karen and I went on a looong ride last sunday...I think I am still a little sore. It's been fun to be around horses and stuff. I see why there are cowboys. Oh and I have to admit it made me want to fufill my childhood dream of becoming a farmer too...bwahahahhahahahaha! but true story.
Ok so I have no idea where or what the Lord has for my future (like after summer camp). But I do know that I am well I guess the best word to describe me is diverse! I have had experience these past 2 years in a great many different things.
Sooooo, the other week Joe called me asking if I would fill in for a work boss that was going to be out of town for 2 weeks. What work crew may you ask? Horse crew! Ok just curious...how much do I look like I know about horses? I ride and love a good western but, ok well he said I just had to supervise the girls, they would know what to do. I was actually flattered that he thought to call me. I guess I look like I can work hard. And BOY did we work hard. Cleaning stalls, moving hay, shoveling tons of manure...I was busy busy and smelly too! So know I have just one more thing to add on the I have had experience in this list. Horses. Oh and I have been riding more too. Summer, Karen and I went on a looong ride last sunday...I think I am still a little sore. It's been fun to be around horses and stuff. I see why there are cowboys. Oh and I have to admit it made me want to fufill my childhood dream of becoming a farmer too...bwahahahhahahahaha! but true story.
Mi Jhoncito
Today is Jhon's 3rd birthday...wow how much he has grown in the past year and a half since he came to the albergue. I remember he wouldn't walk, talk, play, or let anyone hold him. Now he is spelling, singing, like to be read to, we were learning a little english when I was there, he helps with the laundry, plays with others, and loves being around people! He is like a bright ray of sunshine shining down through sky on a cloudy day. Everyday we were together he brought joy into my soul. When I had a bad day he always could cheer me up! His little laugh or just the way he said "Tia Susanna" made me smile. Oh what a precious gift from God. He had a rough beginning but things have gotten better, and I know that God will make them even better as he grows! There isn't a day that passes that I don't picture that sweet little boy's face, or hear that joyful voice in my head. I pray for him often. Would you pray with me for this dear gift?
Pray that:
-He would continue to love the Lord even at such a young age I know he loves the Lord
-he would learn more and more about Jesus Christ who is his saviour
-the people in his lives would raise him up in Truth and lead him down a path of righteousness
-he would get along with the other boys in his house
-he would help Jose Luis and the other kinder kids feel at home at the albergue
-i pray that he would get a family one day who will love and appreciate him in all of his ways!
I really want to go back and visit this precious child...mi Jhoncito. Te quiero tanto y te extrano bastante!
Besitos y abrazos
con carino, tu Tia Susanna
Prayers
I have decided to post a little information on the kids that I worked with in Peru. Just some ways to pray for them. Hopefully this will be a weekly/bi-weekly thing!
Abraham
Abraham is in the Tesoros house, the oldest boy in that house. He is dear friends with Italo taking care of him and teaching him all sorts of things. Sweet Abraham, a helper in the house and often overlooked and under appreciated. He is up to learn all kinds of new things. Photography, guitar, american football (you should see his throw!), futbol, art....the list could go on and on! He is TALENTED!
Please pray with me that:
-he will grow in his relationship with God
-that God will place godly men in his life especially during his teen years
-that he will become a godly leader and be watchful of what he does (there are lots of little eyes around)
-that he will be noticed for the good things he does and has done in his life
-that he will continue to pursue new things and continue to develop his talents
-A FAMILY....this boy NEEDS a family.
"...with God all things are possible." Matthew 19:26
Abraham
Abraham is in the Tesoros house, the oldest boy in that house. He is dear friends with Italo taking care of him and teaching him all sorts of things. Sweet Abraham, a helper in the house and often overlooked and under appreciated. He is up to learn all kinds of new things. Photography, guitar, american football (you should see his throw!), futbol, art....the list could go on and on! He is TALENTED!
Please pray with me that:
-he will grow in his relationship with God
-that God will place godly men in his life especially during his teen years
-that he will become a godly leader and be watchful of what he does (there are lots of little eyes around)
-that he will be noticed for the good things he does and has done in his life
-that he will continue to pursue new things and continue to develop his talents
-A FAMILY....this boy NEEDS a family.
"...with God all things are possible." Matthew 19:26
Not my life, but yours oh Lord.
Wow how awesome is our God!I had a day full of Him. He was everywhere I went, I was surrounded by people that love Him and want to live passionate lives for Him. He really slowed me down, spoke to me and shook my world upside down for the gazillionth time! Ah I love MY FATHER!
This afternoon and evening I got the chance to spend some time with a family who adopted a boy from the Ukraine and is on their way in 12 days to adopt a teenage girl now. It is beautiful. What hearts they have. Compassion for these kids, once orphans but now have families thanks to the Fumia family! The Lord has blessed them so much and has pushed them, fought with them about this, and helped them through it all. He has changed them in great ways. Ah it is amazing what he has provided for them, what faith they have! Sorry if I am not making too much sense, I am overwhelmed at what is going on, and it isn't even my life!
So 2 things God has taught me today (I already know these but He has to keep beating me over the head, I am stubborn).
1. DO NOT WORRY SUSANNA- This morning in church I was fidgiting with my fingers worrying about what job I would have in the fall. He tells me this:
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear. 23 For life is more than food, and the body more than clothes. 24 Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds! Luke 12:22-24
As I talked to some ladies tonight He just confirmed that I need to live my life in the now and not worry about what is to come. Look what he has done for me so far, and to think about what he will do in the future, he WILL provide. I needn't worry.
2. SURRENDER MY LIFE EVERYDAY FOR HIM
8 Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I entrust my life. 10 Teach me to do your will, for you are my God; may your good Spirit lead me on level ground. Psalm 143:8,10
I have been living for me. When who gave me life? God, should I be living selfishly no, but I do. My prayer tonight is Lord, take my life, I surrender all, it is yours. Let your will be done. Everyday let me give up myself to live for you in all ways.
At the end of the evening we were talking about a missions trip to the Ukraine and I felt like this could be something. As I got into the car every sing I heard on Klove, He used to speak to me. Surrender your life, it is not your own, you are just one person, but one person can do big things, I love you, you are mine, my child. The Lord is leading me into missions, orphan missions, I don't know what is going to happen but He is moving! He is working in my heart and life. I am excited to see what happens! Please pray that I would know this week if he wants me to go on this trip.
*check out the Fumia's blog!
This afternoon and evening I got the chance to spend some time with a family who adopted a boy from the Ukraine and is on their way in 12 days to adopt a teenage girl now. It is beautiful. What hearts they have. Compassion for these kids, once orphans but now have families thanks to the Fumia family! The Lord has blessed them so much and has pushed them, fought with them about this, and helped them through it all. He has changed them in great ways. Ah it is amazing what he has provided for them, what faith they have! Sorry if I am not making too much sense, I am overwhelmed at what is going on, and it isn't even my life!
So 2 things God has taught me today (I already know these but He has to keep beating me over the head, I am stubborn).
1. DO NOT WORRY SUSANNA- This morning in church I was fidgiting with my fingers worrying about what job I would have in the fall. He tells me this:
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear. 23 For life is more than food, and the body more than clothes. 24 Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds! Luke 12:22-24
As I talked to some ladies tonight He just confirmed that I need to live my life in the now and not worry about what is to come. Look what he has done for me so far, and to think about what he will do in the future, he WILL provide. I needn't worry.
2. SURRENDER MY LIFE EVERYDAY FOR HIM
8 Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I entrust my life. 10 Teach me to do your will, for you are my God; may your good Spirit lead me on level ground. Psalm 143:8,10
I have been living for me. When who gave me life? God, should I be living selfishly no, but I do. My prayer tonight is Lord, take my life, I surrender all, it is yours. Let your will be done. Everyday let me give up myself to live for you in all ways.
At the end of the evening we were talking about a missions trip to the Ukraine and I felt like this could be something. As I got into the car every sing I heard on Klove, He used to speak to me. Surrender your life, it is not your own, you are just one person, but one person can do big things, I love you, you are mine, my child. The Lord is leading me into missions, orphan missions, I don't know what is going to happen but He is moving! He is working in my heart and life. I am excited to see what happens! Please pray that I would know this week if he wants me to go on this trip.
*check out the Fumia's blog!
Fads go out like the tide....often.
Ok my post has nada to do with the title, I just couldn't think of anything good.
So those of you who are around me will know (maybe some of you you aren't as well) you will know that I still talk (a lot) and am impacted by my year in Peru. Hogar de Esperanza was my home, if I went back today it would be like returning to a home away from home. I made friends with people who will always be there for me (even far away), I have mentors and children there. It is home. So, therefore, I cannot get it out of my head, night or day. I often day dream about being there, thinking that the kids are just around the corner. But I often, very often dream about it at night. I have these vivid real life dreams about the kids, my friends, co-workers, and our lives together. I wake up in the morning shocked to see my sister's bed in the room with mine, realizing I am not in Peru after all but at my parents house in the US.
My church has decided to do these "faith promises" where we outside of tithing also pray for and/or support a mission that is connected to our church. There have been a lot of promises made for this year! I have been struggling with making one because financially I am not doing so good, but I know that is where the faith part comes in. Pastor Alex wants us to have that faith to give what we are not sure that we can give, because God will provide. But another thing is I don't know much about any of these missions (as I have been gone off to college and Peru the past 6 years) so I wouldn't know who to give money to.
All of this to say, last night I had a dream that I signed a paper saying I would give $25 a month to Hogar de Esperanza this year, and in my dream I wasn't making any money but God wanted me to support them. I didn't think much about it this morning as I woke up or even throughout the day, but just a minute ago I got an email (the church body did) about the "faith promises" that were made. I have decided that God does really want me to step out, have faith, and watch him help me as I give even a measly $25 a month to Hogar. I know it isn't my church related but I really feel this is what He wants me to do this year. I pray that He would give me the faith to promise this amount every month and more in the future. Those kids and adults made such an impact on my life, I hope I can return the favor in this small way!
Luke 6:38 "Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.”
So those of you who are around me will know (maybe some of you you aren't as well) you will know that I still talk (a lot) and am impacted by my year in Peru. Hogar de Esperanza was my home, if I went back today it would be like returning to a home away from home. I made friends with people who will always be there for me (even far away), I have mentors and children there. It is home. So, therefore, I cannot get it out of my head, night or day. I often day dream about being there, thinking that the kids are just around the corner. But I often, very often dream about it at night. I have these vivid real life dreams about the kids, my friends, co-workers, and our lives together. I wake up in the morning shocked to see my sister's bed in the room with mine, realizing I am not in Peru after all but at my parents house in the US.
My church has decided to do these "faith promises" where we outside of tithing also pray for and/or support a mission that is connected to our church. There have been a lot of promises made for this year! I have been struggling with making one because financially I am not doing so good, but I know that is where the faith part comes in. Pastor Alex wants us to have that faith to give what we are not sure that we can give, because God will provide. But another thing is I don't know much about any of these missions (as I have been gone off to college and Peru the past 6 years) so I wouldn't know who to give money to.
All of this to say, last night I had a dream that I signed a paper saying I would give $25 a month to Hogar de Esperanza this year, and in my dream I wasn't making any money but God wanted me to support them. I didn't think much about it this morning as I woke up or even throughout the day, but just a minute ago I got an email (the church body did) about the "faith promises" that were made. I have decided that God does really want me to step out, have faith, and watch him help me as I give even a measly $25 a month to Hogar. I know it isn't my church related but I really feel this is what He wants me to do this year. I pray that He would give me the faith to promise this amount every month and more in the future. Those kids and adults made such an impact on my life, I hope I can return the favor in this small way!
Luke 6:38 "Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.”
He will give us rest.
I don't know why but for some reason I am restless. I am satisfied with most of my life at the moment, but tonight I am feeling restless. Almost like if I could hurry time along...but for what? I have no idea. Maybe it is my future so unknown making me weary and restless. My mind is constantly jumping from subject to subject like a kid who had ADD. But not just my mind, tonight I couldn't seem to completely pay attention to one thing or person for long periods of time, my ears where picking up others conversations distracting me from my own. Restless. Fidgety. Becoming weary. I would like to go run right now.....it's dark out and cold...not to mention unsafe.
I really enjoy these verses, and want to give God my restlessness. because i sure don't want it anymore.
Matthew 11 " 28 Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Here is verse 28 a song by KARI JOBE
Come to me, you weary one.
And I will give you rest.
I will give you rest.
Come to me, you weary one.
And I will give you rest.
I will give you rest.
For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.
Take me upon you, I will give you rest.
Come to me, you broken one.
And I will give you peace.
I will give you peace.
Come to me, you broken one.
And I will give you peace.
I will give you peace.
I will calm your waters, and I will whisper,
"Peace be still."
Take me upon you, I will give you peace.
Come to me, you burdened one.
And I will give you joy.
I will give you joy.
Come to me, you burdened one.
And I will give you joy.
I will give you joy.
You will rise like eagles, and my joy will be your strength.
Take me upon you, I will give you joy.
Come to me (x3)
I have been waiting for you here.
He has been waiting for you here.
Come. Come to Him.
Come and find your peace.
Come and find your rest.
Come and find your joy.
He is waiting here for you.
He is waiting here for you with open arms,
To hold you, to embrace your heart, to love you.
He is waiting here. (x2)
I really enjoy these verses, and want to give God my restlessness. because i sure don't want it anymore.
Matthew 11 " 28 Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Here is verse 28 a song by KARI JOBE
Come to me, you weary one.
And I will give you rest.
I will give you rest.
Come to me, you weary one.
And I will give you rest.
I will give you rest.
For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.
Take me upon you, I will give you rest.
Come to me, you broken one.
And I will give you peace.
I will give you peace.
Come to me, you broken one.
And I will give you peace.
I will give you peace.
I will calm your waters, and I will whisper,
"Peace be still."
Take me upon you, I will give you peace.
Come to me, you burdened one.
And I will give you joy.
I will give you joy.
Come to me, you burdened one.
And I will give you joy.
I will give you joy.
You will rise like eagles, and my joy will be your strength.
Take me upon you, I will give you joy.
Come to me (x3)
I have been waiting for you here.
He has been waiting for you here.
Come. Come to Him.
Come and find your peace.
Come and find your rest.
Come and find your joy.
He is waiting here for you.
He is waiting here for you with open arms,
To hold you, to embrace your heart, to love you.
He is waiting here. (x2)
Oddly humble pie
I am seeing a trend in my life. Well two, they kind of go hand in hand. Odd jobs and being humbled.
Do you know what an odd job is? Like a random job, something that needs to get done, usually not fun. They are practical but sometimes very odd.
It first started at camp, all the staff have to to odd jobs at the beginning and the end of the season, and even sometimes in the middle. Things like washing tarps, picking up gumballs, weeding the grass, mowing the woods (yes I had to do that), and the list goes on and on....no really it does. Somehow it NEVER ends!
Then, in Peru, I had an assortment of jobs. When they had a job that they didn't know who to give it to, they usually gave it to me. I did things from gardening, digging sand holes for compost, to wiping down cabinets, to speech therapy.
This past summer at camp I was donned "AAA" (all around assistant) sounds like an award rather than a job title. But yes, that is what I did. Anything and everything. Kitchen, program helper, take phone calls, babysit, vacuum snow....
OK I am starting to see a trend here.
Present day, it all started with Sunday school. They needed a teacher for 4-6 grade girls. I offered to help. Since then I have started to working at the local thrift store (which a friend asked for help), helping out a local business owner with her odd jobs around the house and her work (it is the busy season!), and this week I am cleaning house for a dinner party on Monday.
My life is anything but consistent.
For some reason the Lord wants me to do odd jobs. ALWAYS. I think.
Always I am thankful for good work, always I am learning something new, always I can be flexible, always I am happy to help. Always I am being HUMBLED!
Yes, these years of odd jobs have been nothing more than stretching, growing me and more importantly humbling me. I am learning that the behind the scenes work has to be done. That not always, hardly ever, am I going to be the center of attention in work.
OK let's get real...yes I am human, I complain about my work, my feet hurt, I am tired, I want to do things for me most of the time.Do I really want to be humbled and doing dirty work?, no. Being humble is a battle, constantly I am fighting this battle, I fall on my face a lot, thankfully He picks me back up. and the good news is that if I allow Him to work in my heart, He will do so much in my life to give Himself glory!
So for now the Lord is using me.....quietly. I am not the one shining brightly (actually I am dusty and dirty) HE is. He shines brighter because I do the dirty work.
What is the bigger picture for my life? I know the ending. It is BEAUTIFUL! But for now I am human and want to know the now, now. I have a feeling I am not going to be a famous: artist, missionary, or even camper. I am going to be a behind the scenes girl for something big. I just know He is going to use me in a big way, but quietly eating my humble pie.
I like the way it is said in I Peter 5:6
Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time.
Do you know what an odd job is? Like a random job, something that needs to get done, usually not fun. They are practical but sometimes very odd.
It first started at camp, all the staff have to to odd jobs at the beginning and the end of the season, and even sometimes in the middle. Things like washing tarps, picking up gumballs, weeding the grass, mowing the woods (yes I had to do that), and the list goes on and on....no really it does. Somehow it NEVER ends!
Then, in Peru, I had an assortment of jobs. When they had a job that they didn't know who to give it to, they usually gave it to me. I did things from gardening, digging sand holes for compost, to wiping down cabinets, to speech therapy.
This past summer at camp I was donned "AAA" (all around assistant) sounds like an award rather than a job title. But yes, that is what I did. Anything and everything. Kitchen, program helper, take phone calls, babysit, vacuum snow....
OK I am starting to see a trend here.
Present day, it all started with Sunday school. They needed a teacher for 4-6 grade girls. I offered to help. Since then I have started to working at the local thrift store (which a friend asked for help), helping out a local business owner with her odd jobs around the house and her work (it is the busy season!), and this week I am cleaning house for a dinner party on Monday.
My life is anything but consistent.
For some reason the Lord wants me to do odd jobs. ALWAYS. I think.
Always I am thankful for good work, always I am learning something new, always I can be flexible, always I am happy to help. Always I am being HUMBLED!
Yes, these years of odd jobs have been nothing more than stretching, growing me and more importantly humbling me. I am learning that the behind the scenes work has to be done. That not always, hardly ever, am I going to be the center of attention in work.
OK let's get real...yes I am human, I complain about my work, my feet hurt, I am tired, I want to do things for me most of the time.Do I really want to be humbled and doing dirty work?, no. Being humble is a battle, constantly I am fighting this battle, I fall on my face a lot, thankfully He picks me back up. and the good news is that if I allow Him to work in my heart, He will do so much in my life to give Himself glory!
So for now the Lord is using me.....quietly. I am not the one shining brightly (actually I am dusty and dirty) HE is. He shines brighter because I do the dirty work.
What is the bigger picture for my life? I know the ending. It is BEAUTIFUL! But for now I am human and want to know the now, now. I have a feeling I am not going to be a famous: artist, missionary, or even camper. I am going to be a behind the scenes girl for something big. I just know He is going to use me in a big way, but quietly eating my humble pie.
I like the way it is said in I Peter 5:6
Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time.
Orphan Sunday
I am not sure where to start on this one. This is probably one of the hardest things but yet most enjoyable and passionate thing I like to talk about. Orphans. Yes, orphans. We all know I was over in Peru for a long while at AIHE volunteering. There was no mistake that God, my God, my King, my FATHER, had me over there. I think it is very interesting how he uses one passion to reach another. I obviously have a passion for the camp ministry. Through that passion he led me to Peru where I found my next passion. Orphans. I fell in love with those crazy, wild, sweet, loving, trying, exciting, wonderful, parent-less, kids.
Today is Orphan Sunday. the Lord laid it on my heart yesterday to speak about orphans in sunday school, I have one girl in my class who was adopted from Russia 5 years ago. I know it must of been hard for her to listen to me talk about how orphans live and what they go through, because who in there could relate to what I was saying. HER. The other girls had looks of concerns and actually listened and participated today, while she sat there looking away. I know I brought back those awful memories and possibly traumatic times she had there. But I know that (and she does too) God saved her, he gave her a family that loves and cares for her so much. I hope that she can take her experience and share it with other orphans and give them hope. Next week we are writing letters to some kids from AIHE. They are really excited. And so am I.
I am still going through a lot of transition. It has been much longer and harder than I thought it would be. I often break down and cry for what seems like no reason, but it is because I saw and experienced so much, so much I have a hard time telling and expressing to others what it is. I want to so badly but don't know how. Anyway.....
Today has been emotional to say the least. My heart is so burdened with the 145 mil orphans out in the world. I want to just scoop them up and cradle them all in my arms, protecting them and comforting them, telling them that they are safe and the world cannot get them anymore. But how can I, just one person, do that? I wish, oh how I wish that I could. But, even though I am not that big I know that God can place me somewhere where I can make a difference and change the lives of some of them. I want to go. I want to protect. I want to comfort. I want to heal them. These unwanted kids. I have some road blocks though. I owe money for my student loans. Pray for me, that I wouldn't stress and worry about them so much. That God would take care of them (even give me a full time job to get rid of them) so that I can go and be free to serve and care for the children of the world.
watch this clip and please think about how you can help too. Prayer even helps so much. Please pray for the orphans and abandoned children of the world.
Orphans Sunday
I want to leave you with this.... "Defend the cause of the fatherless..." Isaiah 1:17
Alleluia, Dios es Rey!
Today is Orphan Sunday. the Lord laid it on my heart yesterday to speak about orphans in sunday school, I have one girl in my class who was adopted from Russia 5 years ago. I know it must of been hard for her to listen to me talk about how orphans live and what they go through, because who in there could relate to what I was saying. HER. The other girls had looks of concerns and actually listened and participated today, while she sat there looking away. I know I brought back those awful memories and possibly traumatic times she had there. But I know that (and she does too) God saved her, he gave her a family that loves and cares for her so much. I hope that she can take her experience and share it with other orphans and give them hope. Next week we are writing letters to some kids from AIHE. They are really excited. And so am I.
I am still going through a lot of transition. It has been much longer and harder than I thought it would be. I often break down and cry for what seems like no reason, but it is because I saw and experienced so much, so much I have a hard time telling and expressing to others what it is. I want to so badly but don't know how. Anyway.....
Today has been emotional to say the least. My heart is so burdened with the 145 mil orphans out in the world. I want to just scoop them up and cradle them all in my arms, protecting them and comforting them, telling them that they are safe and the world cannot get them anymore. But how can I, just one person, do that? I wish, oh how I wish that I could. But, even though I am not that big I know that God can place me somewhere where I can make a difference and change the lives of some of them. I want to go. I want to protect. I want to comfort. I want to heal them. These unwanted kids. I have some road blocks though. I owe money for my student loans. Pray for me, that I wouldn't stress and worry about them so much. That God would take care of them (even give me a full time job to get rid of them) so that I can go and be free to serve and care for the children of the world.
watch this clip and please think about how you can help too. Prayer even helps so much. Please pray for the orphans and abandoned children of the world.
Orphans Sunday
I want to leave you with this.... "Defend the cause of the fatherless..." Isaiah 1:17
Alleluia, Dios es Rey!
Father, Let your light shine down on me
I have been doing some running again (more on that in a minute). But this morning during my run I was listening to my "chrisitan" play list instead of my usual "peruvian running" play list. And while I was running this one long stretch the song, Let you light shine by Bethany Dillon, came on and the lyrics are so powerful. I encourage you to look at them. Our Heavenly Father did, is doing, and will do so much for us. How can we begin to fathom all of that? Sometimes I think instead of trying to figure it our we should just bask in that light. Enjoy who He is and what He is to us! We should let HIS LIGHT shine down on us.
Matthew 5:14-15 says, "You (insert name) are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden; nor does anyone light a lamp and put it under a basket, but in the lampstand, and it gives light to all that are in the house."
This picture was taken in Cajamarca, Peru during a trip I took for a friend's wedding.I like how the light shines on this one spot. Are you that one light spot on a hill amongst those in the dark? Is God's promise rainbow radiantly shining above you? Too often I find myself blending in with the gray shadows of life. Conforming to the world. I, however, desire to be the city on the hill with my Father's light shining down on me wherever I am. It is hard, but I know with HIS help and with the surrounding of other believers I can be that light! Hallelujah to our KING! As you go about your day doing new exciting things, or even those monotonous daily routines, think about how His light is shining upon you.
Sarah Skid and I have been running 5k's recently. Well, we ran one and are running towards our second on the 20th of this month! What joy, I am so thankful God gave me legs to run with and a friend to push me on! Here we are at our first race with Sarah's friend Sarah.
We are planning a race in May to raise money for CRS. More to be posted on that later!
Matthew 5:14-15 says, "You (insert name) are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden; nor does anyone light a lamp and put it under a basket, but in the lampstand, and it gives light to all that are in the house."
This picture was taken in Cajamarca, Peru during a trip I took for a friend's wedding.I like how the light shines on this one spot. Are you that one light spot on a hill amongst those in the dark? Is God's promise rainbow radiantly shining above you? Too often I find myself blending in with the gray shadows of life. Conforming to the world. I, however, desire to be the city on the hill with my Father's light shining down on me wherever I am. It is hard, but I know with HIS help and with the surrounding of other believers I can be that light! Hallelujah to our KING! As you go about your day doing new exciting things, or even those monotonous daily routines, think about how His light is shining upon you.
Sarah Skid and I have been running 5k's recently. Well, we ran one and are running towards our second on the 20th of this month! What joy, I am so thankful God gave me legs to run with and a friend to push me on! Here we are at our first race with Sarah's friend Sarah.
We are planning a race in May to raise money for CRS. More to be posted on that later!
Bah!
Agh! Bah! Grrr!
That's how I feel right now. I am waiting, thinking, deciding and alone on what to do with my life. And I feel trapped! (in this small town with nothing to do, and in this house all by myself).
I sometimes just want to SCREAM! but i am the only one here so it seems kind of ridiculous to do that.
So i am swimming and cleaning and cooking a lot to make my life seem like it has some kind of meaning, until i can get a job. but i am still teaching sunday school which is awesome! so i have that to look forward too!
-feeling stuck.
That's how I feel right now. I am waiting, thinking, deciding and alone on what to do with my life. And I feel trapped! (in this small town with nothing to do, and in this house all by myself).
I sometimes just want to SCREAM! but i am the only one here so it seems kind of ridiculous to do that.
So i am swimming and cleaning and cooking a lot to make my life seem like it has some kind of meaning, until i can get a job. but i am still teaching sunday school which is awesome! so i have that to look forward too!
-feeling stuck.
Wait...wait? Wait for what?
Now that I am looking at it the word wait is an odd looking word. Oh well.
I was talking to some friends one night during camp and we were talking about what we all were doing/ thinking of doing for this next year. Job wise. We all were in the same boat. Lots of different options, but we all wanted to go and do what God wanted us to do. I had been looking at different schools to work at all over the country and was telling them about some of my options. When I got home that night, God had different plans.
I was reading my (bilingual) bible in the book of Psalm and EVERYTHING I read screamed, "Susanna, what are you doing? Just WAIT on ME and MY perfect timing." So it was double time with Spanish and English... I just sat there, stunned. I didn't know what to think. Time, I thought, was running out, I needed a job asap! But God knew differently.
These are all from Psalm.
37:7 Rest in the Lord and wait patiently for Him...
37:34 Espera en el SENOR y guarda su camino, y El te exaltara para que poseas la tierra.
39:7 "And now, Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is in You."
40:1 Al SENOR espere pacientemente...
40:4 How blessed is the man who has made the Lord his trust.
So I took a week after camp to "wait". God didn't think that was long enough. So now after a month I am still waiting. Here this though, I am being active, not just sitting around saying, "Okay Lord, I'm just a waiting send me a job." I think we should be active waiters. I have given my resume to several different people from New Mexico to Honduras. I am teaching Sunday School at FCPC for girls grades 4-6 and I love being involved there again! So here I am waiting on the Lord and what He has in store for my life. Patiently waiting. (but can I wait here bc this is a really cool couch!)
I was talking to some friends one night during camp and we were talking about what we all were doing/ thinking of doing for this next year. Job wise. We all were in the same boat. Lots of different options, but we all wanted to go and do what God wanted us to do. I had been looking at different schools to work at all over the country and was telling them about some of my options. When I got home that night, God had different plans.
I was reading my (bilingual) bible in the book of Psalm and EVERYTHING I read screamed, "Susanna, what are you doing? Just WAIT on ME and MY perfect timing." So it was double time with Spanish and English... I just sat there, stunned. I didn't know what to think. Time, I thought, was running out, I needed a job asap! But God knew differently.
These are all from Psalm.
37:7 Rest in the Lord and wait patiently for Him...
37:34 Espera en el SENOR y guarda su camino, y El te exaltara para que poseas la tierra.
39:7 "And now, Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is in You."
40:1 Al SENOR espere pacientemente...
40:4 How blessed is the man who has made the Lord his trust.
So I took a week after camp to "wait". God didn't think that was long enough. So now after a month I am still waiting. Here this though, I am being active, not just sitting around saying, "Okay Lord, I'm just a waiting send me a job." I think we should be active waiters. I have given my resume to several different people from New Mexico to Honduras. I am teaching Sunday School at FCPC for girls grades 4-6 and I love being involved there again! So here I am waiting on the Lord and what He has in store for my life. Patiently waiting. (but can I wait here bc this is a really cool couch!)
CAAAAAMMMMMP!
Things in America that are going on:
-I am at CRS again this summer.
-Chief Hannah gave me a missle pop and I have soooo much energy right now!
-I think in spanish a lot still but manage to talk in english.
-Christmas in July at camp right now, feels more like Christmas in Peru but the english version.
-I still wear my overalls....ALL the time.
- Looking for jobs....
-All over, New Mexico, Texas, Illinios, North Carolina
-In transition. Its hard.
-Missing Jhoncito.
-I love Hannah Parish!
-Chauuuu!
Que bonito tus hijos, O Dios!
How beautiful.
Que bonita.
Wow!
Lately when I see these faces of these precious and BEAUTIFUL ones I cry. For many reason. I cry because I am not with them anymore, they have to live in the albergue, they may or may not have families, but mostly I cry because God, our God, made them. He made them each in a very special way and loves them with everything He has. He made them in His own image and made them beautiful!
Mark 10:16
And he took the children in his arms, put his hands on them and blessed them.
Psalm 68:5
A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling.
(many photos thanks to John Foster)
Este es mi familia.
picture thanks to Couttney!
This is my family. What is family? What do you call family? The dictionary says this.
b. Two or more people who share goals and values, have long-term commitments to one another, and reside usually in the same dwelling place.
2. All the members of a household under one roof.
Well I agree that these are all correct answers but I think family can mean much more. For me family is not necesarily the ones you come from, the same color, the same language, the same background....family is those you love. For me I have a great family, a huge family, a diverse family. I recently had to leave my "new" family to help my "old" family. It was the hardest thing I have done in life. I just left Peru on a minutes notice to come back to the states to help my mother who was in the hospital with my father, we weren't sure he would make it. I can gladly say he is alive and doing well! God is not through with him yet, and I am so thankful!
I have been in the states helping my family and as I am here I am terribly homesick. I am homesick for that once called foreign land and language, my children, my tia's and tio's, my sisters, and my mothers. I am homesick for rich peruvian food, dry desert land, loads of laundry washing, and much more. I am homesick for my family. I have succesfully cried my eyes out since I have left and writing this is very hard. I pray that God is not finished with me over there. That I will get to be reunited with my family again.
For now I have to deal with that change and get to see what God has in store for me here in this land. -Praying for change over here!
Becca, me, and Courtney
Miller school singing a song to me and spelling out we love you.
The Tesoros (aldiar and samir) doing a rap song
One of the sweetest moments- Junior holding me and sobbing. I will miss this dear one.
Mi Jhoncito
"J-H-O-N, jota-hache-o-ene, jota-hache-o-ene, J-H-O-N". Jhon. Let me tell you a bit about my favorite job here. I babysit Jhon (2yrs) every afternoon 4-6. We have so much fun together. We do laundry, play outside, count to 10 and spell his name (which he can do by himself!), go to the library (he says biboteca) to read and do puzzles, watch his favorite tv show at 6 Chavo, and cuddle. His face lights up when we run into each other during the day and recently he as started to run towards me with his arm wide open! Then I run to himand scoop him up and tickle him as he laughs and laughs. My heart is full when I am with this little one. He will be the hardest person to leave when I go. Yuck, I don't wish to talk about that yet. Yesterday we spent not only the morning but also the afternoon together. Here are two funnys fromt the day. 1st we went to do my laundry, when we were in my room he saw a photo of my nephew Parker, who is the same age as Jhon, and my sister Elizabeth, Jhon saw it and said, "Jhon, tia, Jhon, tia Susana". I told him, "no that's Parker and Elizabeth." He refused to think it was anyone other than us. Later while we were talking to Becca who was hanging laundry I was holdin him and he was playing with my face when he grabbed my cheeks and kissed me on the lips! I was so surprised. Most kissing I have had in years hahahah!
We also have been matchy matchy lately, wierd. Yesterday it was orange and grey, today it is overalls. 
What I believe.
Ready for it?
"Red sky at night, sailor's delight,
Red sky in morning, sailors take warning"
"Red sky at night, sailor's delight,
Red sky in morning, sailors take warning"
And there you have it!
-ps i found this cool verse to go along with it Matthew 16:23
Grace
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear
The hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come;
'Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far
and Grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me.
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
When we've been here ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun.
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we've first begun.
Amazing Grace. How sweet the sound!
What a beautiful song! We sang this sunday and what a wonderful one it is. We also sing it in spanish and let me tell you that the words are still just as strong! I love that God saved us, gave us grace the very frst hour we believed. God takes us in and comforts us when we are in danger and in touble, he has promised good to me and not only does that cover what I get on earth, but much more in heaven and the new earth! When we get to heaven it will be glorious and we will keep singing these praises to him not only for ten thousand years but for ever to come! God's goodness and grace is sometimes infathomable to me, how could he possibly want me, this wretch of a person, to sing praises to him for eternity? Well he does and I sure am happy about it! I am so excited about his love, grace, and mercy for me and that I, yes ME, I get to praise him for ever to come!
-Love you all!
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear
The hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come;
'Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far
and Grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me.
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
When we've been here ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun.
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we've first begun.
Amazing Grace. How sweet the sound!
What a beautiful song! We sang this sunday and what a wonderful one it is. We also sing it in spanish and let me tell you that the words are still just as strong! I love that God saved us, gave us grace the very frst hour we believed. God takes us in and comforts us when we are in danger and in touble, he has promised good to me and not only does that cover what I get on earth, but much more in heaven and the new earth! When we get to heaven it will be glorious and we will keep singing these praises to him not only for ten thousand years but for ever to come! God's goodness and grace is sometimes infathomable to me, how could he possibly want me, this wretch of a person, to sing praises to him for eternity? Well he does and I sure am happy about it! I am so excited about his love, grace, and mercy for me and that I, yes ME, I get to praise him for ever to come!
-Love you all!
Newest update letter
May 12, 2010
Dear friends and family,
I hope this letter finds you well as you finish up the school year and start your summer activities. I pray that God will bless you all this summer and give you good fellowship with family and friends as well as that much needed rest! Summer is far from our minds here in Peru as the kids have been in school for the past two months and the cool fall weather is creeping upon us.
God has blessed me so much here at Hogar de Esperanza. I have been through many job changes, which has given me different perspectives of all sides of this ministry. I am currently a "casita assistant." I help clean two houses as well as help out in the afternoons when the kids are home from school. This job has been one of my favorites. I have had the chance to become much closer to the kids in my two houses. Our relationships have grown and gotten deeper and more real. I have gone from the fun volunteer who only plays with the kids to the volunteer who fills in when the house mother is out for the day. We have shared many hard but also many exciting times together.
I want to share with you a little bit about Mother's Day here. Unlike at home, Mother's Day here is very extravagant, filled with lots of special events at schools, here at the orphanage and also in churches. A lot of our kids have mothers who are not active in their lives, some have mothers who have died, and a few have mothers they get to see on a weekly basis. The two weeks before Mother's Day were filled with crafts and preparation of skits for the "big" day. Along with those activities came stories and lots of questions. Most of the stories were sad ones. I heard little girls telling one another why they got left here, a little boy in class saying "no mama, no mama," and a little orphaned girl crying longingly for her mother. It was very emotional for all of us here--the kids looking back on their old lives with their mothers or focusing on their current lives without their mothers, and of course we volunteers who have mothers and don’t know at all how these children were feeling.
Sunday during the church program one of the classes did a singing/thanking moms act, and the main speaker was one of our girls whose mother had died a little over a year ago. I thought I was going to lose it right there in church. Later that day I talked to my own mother, and we cried and prayed as I told her that I have started to see how much God has blessed me--more than I will probably ever realize. I only pray that God will bless these little ones much, much more than He has me.
So as my time here quickly comes to an end, please be in prayer for these relationships and all the emotions that are involved. Pray that God will continue to use and change my life in a way that will bless others that I come in contact with. And lastly, pray for these little children, God's children, that they will be comforted, loved, and hopefully adopted!
Thank you so much for supporting me and praying for me on this journey! It means so much. I cannot wait to see you all when I get back in July, Lord willing!
God bless,
Susanna Davenport
-if you or someone you know are interested in adopting a Peruvian orphan, check out our website at http://www.perukids.com
Dear friends and family,
I hope this letter finds you well as you finish up the school year and start your summer activities. I pray that God will bless you all this summer and give you good fellowship with family and friends as well as that much needed rest! Summer is far from our minds here in Peru as the kids have been in school for the past two months and the cool fall weather is creeping upon us.
God has blessed me so much here at Hogar de Esperanza. I have been through many job changes, which has given me different perspectives of all sides of this ministry. I am currently a "casita assistant." I help clean two houses as well as help out in the afternoons when the kids are home from school. This job has been one of my favorites. I have had the chance to become much closer to the kids in my two houses. Our relationships have grown and gotten deeper and more real. I have gone from the fun volunteer who only plays with the kids to the volunteer who fills in when the house mother is out for the day. We have shared many hard but also many exciting times together.
I want to share with you a little bit about Mother's Day here. Unlike at home, Mother's Day here is very extravagant, filled with lots of special events at schools, here at the orphanage and also in churches. A lot of our kids have mothers who are not active in their lives, some have mothers who have died, and a few have mothers they get to see on a weekly basis. The two weeks before Mother's Day were filled with crafts and preparation of skits for the "big" day. Along with those activities came stories and lots of questions. Most of the stories were sad ones. I heard little girls telling one another why they got left here, a little boy in class saying "no mama, no mama," and a little orphaned girl crying longingly for her mother. It was very emotional for all of us here--the kids looking back on their old lives with their mothers or focusing on their current lives without their mothers, and of course we volunteers who have mothers and don’t know at all how these children were feeling.
Sunday during the church program one of the classes did a singing/thanking moms act, and the main speaker was one of our girls whose mother had died a little over a year ago. I thought I was going to lose it right there in church. Later that day I talked to my own mother, and we cried and prayed as I told her that I have started to see how much God has blessed me--more than I will probably ever realize. I only pray that God will bless these little ones much, much more than He has me.
So as my time here quickly comes to an end, please be in prayer for these relationships and all the emotions that are involved. Pray that God will continue to use and change my life in a way that will bless others that I come in contact with. And lastly, pray for these little children, God's children, that they will be comforted, loved, and hopefully adopted!
Thank you so much for supporting me and praying for me on this journey! It means so much. I cannot wait to see you all when I get back in July, Lord willing!
God bless,
Susanna Davenport
-if you or someone you know are interested in adopting a Peruvian orphan, check out our website at http://www.perukids.com
La Campina
Yesterday was John's birthday (the volunteer not to be confused with the 2 yr old I babysit), and we took him on a surprise trip to the Campina! This is a little piece of countryside near Salaverry and Moche, a small peice of heaven here in the Trujillo area. The Huacas are located here as well, making it a popular place for the tourists. However, our trips to "la campina" or "Javier's" are never, may I repeat, never touristy. We are now dear friends to this rather large family of brothers, nieces, nephews, throw in a grandmother and a few wives! So we spent this birthday night listening and dancing to the guys play some newer but a lot of older traditional music, eating good sudado and chicharron, and salsa dancing well past our appropriate bedtimes (9pm haha!). As we were saying our goodbyes and see you laters, I was talking with one of the girls about how much I love this little hidden treasure (our friends) and how much culture there was here. La campina and all it comes with will be greatly missed by all of us, but well remembered in our hearts and ears (as we have their cd!). Thank you Robyn for letting us join your "campina family".
-I googled La campina de Moche and these pics were 1st!
The brother's band!
This is their workshop.
They make traditional Moche pottery. Also here is the Moche god "Aiapeac" a very popular design in the area. Mom be expecting great pottery with this guy on it!
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