butterflies and tummy turns

     
that's my nice way of saying being sick... i hate to post sad things on here. but there are lots of worries and prayer concerns out there. too many to name and number. i'm usually a glass half full kind of a girl, but have decided that adoption is TOUGH! yes, i already knew this... and so is caring about so many people, and children, and projects to help those in need.


so i've always had a propensity to do daring, exciting things. and then later been reminded that my body, more specifically my stomach, doesn't like it! some examples of things i have been nauseous during and/or after:
glass bottom boat ride in Jamaica
desert safari in Dubai
a whole slew of medications
driving up mountains anywhere
flying in B52 fighter jets
spinning rides, those dang teacups are the worst!
bus rides thru africa (or anywhere with questionable roads)
skydiving over the Swiss Alps
but now you can add worrying about Isaac to the list. i guess my feelings are all tied up in my tummy.

Moments

HAPPY MOMENTS, PRAISE GOD.
DIFFICULT MOMENTS, SEEK GOD.
QUIET MOMENTS, WORSHIP GOD.
PAINFUL MOMENTS, TRUST GOD.
EVERY MOMENT, THANK GOD.


This pretty much sums up how i'm feeling. Lots to do, lots to pray about, and lots to be thankful for. I hope everyone is having a wonderful week!

New Pic

sometimes i just love technology! thanks to the group site on snapfish a team that took formula to the orphanage posted a bunch of photos from this month! look at his face hahahahaha xxxxxxxxxxxx love him!

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Prayers for Another Person I ♥

I thought i'd write a quick update about my girl, Marie-Louise (Mellis) Casey. As some of you know she was in a coma the better part of 2006 and has been struggling with a difficult recovery since late that year. Her husband, Kowin, went to a Blue Valley school just like i did. The two of them have a little boy named Nils. Because of our broken health care system here Mellis ended up moving back to Sweden, where she's from, hoping for better results.

We have emailed and spoke some, but she doesn't have a computer at home. Last week she sent me a letter (with photos:) and I keep thinking about how hard it must be for her. My heart aches for my son who is far away and i know she feels the same. The doctors have decreased her meds from 36 pills/day to 16 and it is difficult to say the least. She is also going to start on some new medications and has made more progress in 9 months there than she did in 3 years here in the States. Her seizures have decreased and her relationship with the Lord has been strengthened. 

Although many of you have not met her, she is a wonderful person and a dear friend of mine. She cried with me the day that Big got his visa and i cried with her in ICU too many times to count. Please keep Mellis, her mother, and the Caseys in your prayers for me too. ♥