Sunday, July 22, 2012

Summer Ball Coming to and End...


We are on our last week of the softball/baseball season…YEAH!!!  I have spent  SO MANY hours sitting on bleachers, melting in the sweltering heat! We did get a LITTLE smarter this year in that we loaded a big cooler in the back of my truck with Gatorade, water, Caprisuns, and Diet Dew. We packed sandwiches, string cheese, and chips. It was so much easier on the pocketbook! 

Muluken played on the AAA traveling team and Noah played on the American traveling team. The boys had hour-long practices 3-days per week with double headers on Tuesday afternoons. Muluken also played on the In-City Little League team on Monday evenings, while Noah played on the In-City Middle League team on Wednesday evenings. 

Muluken was the second baseman or pitcher (he also played a catcher for his last traveling team game). Noah played right field and pitcher and also wherever else they might put him!

Jordan played on a 14U Weyauwega-Fremont softball team, which included practices a few nights per week, a few evening games per week and also 3 softball tournaments.  Jordan played catcher and first base, and anywhere else they might put her.

Cassie played on a 16U Breu Crew (her coach’s name is Breuer) softball team, in which she played mostly tournaments and 2 regular evening games. Cassie usually played third base, however was placed where needed too!
And then there is Tinsae…we did not put him on a t-ball team this year, knowing that all he would want to do is play in the dirt and goof around! He would rather NOT watch any type of sport, even if his big brothers and sisters are playing. Tinsae LOVES to EAT from the concession stand and will start telling us he is hungry before a game would even begin. We would often try to play a game with him, which would be us asking him to find the “ball” or “sibling” on the field. That would last a whole few seconds and he would once again be so BORED!! He is going to be one very happy boy once the softball/baseball season has come to an end!





 








 











 






Monday, July 2, 2012

8th Grade Graduation & Awards Ceremony


On Wednesday, May 20th, Jordan had a ceremony to celebrate her 8th grade graduation. It was a beautiful spring day, but very HOT in the middle school gym. Brad, Tinsae, Grandma Lenz and I were all in attendance, as well as Noah sitting with his 6th grade class. 

Besides receiving their diplomas, end-of-the-year awards were also handed out. Jordan received the Principal's Award!! This was for a student going above and beyond no matter what was asked of her. She was always a leader in her class and always had a smile on her face!

CONGRATULATIONS JORDAN!! 
Look out WF High School!!

Dad using hot rollers on Jordan's hair that morning!
Look at that concentration!

Perfection!
The 8th Grade Class of WF Middle School

Getting her Principal's Award!

Jordan getting another award.
Noah getting a forensics award!
Jordan & Tinsae

Ryanne & Jordan

Jordan, Karissa & Alyssa

Jordan, Tinsae & Alyssa

Jordan & Alyssa

Jordan, Cara, Alyssa, Ryanne, Karissa & Rachel

Jordan & Rachel

Jordan opening a gift from Grandma Lenz

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

May Birthdays...

On Monday, May 28th, we celebrated the May birthdays in the family: Aunt Kris, Noah, Uncle Steve & Justin.

It was a beautiful day at Grandma's lake, so the kids went swimming while the brats & hamburgers were on the grill. 

As you can see, Noah, my 12 year old, received a LOT of clothes! He just doesn't stop growing! He also got gift cards, vegetable plants, money to apply for an Iowa hunting license. He made a haul once again!!

























Monday, June 4, 2012

Couldn't Have Said This Better Myself, So...

I'm taking this from the blog, "No Hands But Ours". Even though we adopted from Ethiopia, not China, these feelings have NOT left my heart and I hope they NEVER do! Don't be like me...3 trips to Ethiopia...and I still kept walking!


Recalculate by Sonia

When you go on your adoption trip

expect it

expect to meet Jesus there.

I did.

And then I walked right past Him.

A year and a half later and I am still haunted by my choice.

A year and a half ago we had gone to a park one day,

you know the one

in Guangzhou

with the rides

and the lake

the paddle-boats 

and the fun

and the snacks

and smiles

and all the pictures we have of our newly adopted children smiling on the roller coaster as we pray it does not collapse

cuz ya know, I’m pretty sure it hasn’t been serviced in…

well…never

Ya, it’s that park.

You know the one,

the one with the one-legged homeless man lying on the street.

I saw him
.
And then collectively,

we walked right past him.

If I could only rewind.

If I could only go back to that moment.

I would have done differently.
.
I would have done SO much differently.

I would have served.

I would have loved.

I would have cared.

I cared in my head for sure.

I thought about him.

Glanced behind me periodically while acting like I wasn’t looking at him.

Thought how awful it was that he was confined to that one section of that dirty street.

Prayed for him.

Yup.

I did it all

in my head. 

All the while my hands were

full of children

and full of ability

Ability.

Wasted.
 
Why? 

Why did I take a perfect opportunity to be His hands and feet and do nothing?

I guess I can rationalize it…if I wanted to. 

That trip can be so overwhelming.

We were so focused on our new children,

we are focused on where we are going,

on not getting lost

on making sure our passports are still with us

on ensuring that we don’t break some unknown social rule and cause chaos 

I.

Get.

It. 

And when I come upon these situations so suddenly I think my brain and body just kinda go on autopilot.

Continue. To. Your. Destination.

Do. Not. Make. A. U-Turn.

Do. Not. Recalculate.

When Jesus was on this earth time and time and time again He was approached

by the lame,

by the sick,

the dying,

the needy

and each time

His GPS recalculated.

Because His destination?

Is set on Love. 

He stopped.

I want to be like that. 

I want to stop.

So let me encourage you,

do not make the same grievous mistake that I did. 

If you are about to travel,

to Africa,

to China

to Eastern Europe

down the block


expect it.
 
Be ready for it.

In between packing the bottles and diapers and stacking cups and hot wheels,

why not throw in a couple of snack bags filled that you can have with you while you walk about.

Why not throw a couple of extra water bottles in the backpack when you head out. 

Why not prepare to serve?

Be ready to meet HIM.
Be on the lookout.

What can you do?

How can you make a difference?

Would it have cost me much to go back in the park and buy him a meal and bring it out to him?

Nope. 

Would that have made a huge difference in his day and probably taken me all of 10 minutes?

Yup.

Would that have made a huge impact on my 6 children that stood there with me that day?

Yup.

Could I have asked our guide if there is a store or place that I could have purchased a walker or cane for him?

Yup.

Would that have made a tremendous difference in his life?

Yup.

Did I do it?

Did I do any of it?

Nope. 

I made a choice that day.

No matter how quickly,

no matter how unexpected and unprepared I was

I made that choice to continue on to our designated destination

I want to recalculate. 

That’s what I wish I had done that day.

Because if I want to continue to say that I want to love like Him

then I need to be ever ready to really act like Him. 

Be prepared.

Be ready.

Jesus will be there.

STOP and meet with Him. 

The King will reply, ‘I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.’ Matthew 25:40

{photo credit}
Recalculate.

He did.