tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-257395152024-03-23T11:12:11.547-07:00Fade 2 GrayBecause things are not always black and white.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05023195952978919834noreply@blogger.comBlogger210125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-30876115488636255562010-02-15T12:47:00.000-08:002010-02-15T13:15:44.597-08:00Back to Blogging, I hopeThere's no way to try to catch up on the last few months, so I won't try. Not that there's been a lot to share. The end of 2009 marked the end of our year-long fast from sweets/desserts. To be honest, we did start eating desserts during the last week or so of December...with all the Christmas treats around we decided we'd basically met our goal, only "cheating" during Michael's birthday week while we were in Costa Rica and on my birthday. Below is a sampling of what Michael gave me on my birthday. It took a couple months, and sharing a lot of it with family at Christmas, to go through this pile:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/S3m5Ph2thSI/AAAAAAAAAlU/0BVE1RNe4aU/s1600-h/candy"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/S3m5Ph2thSI/AAAAAAAAAlU/0BVE1RNe4aU/s400/candy" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438581701463606562" /></a><br /><br />We definitely learned self-control throughout the past year. There were a few times when it was really tough: homemade ice cream and fresh strawberries made by Michael's Uncle Kenny (my absolute FAVORITE dessert) during the summer, amazing chocolate cake while in Germany, weddings, birthdays...you don't realize how much and how often dessert is served until you are sustaining from it. I can definitely say I've weaned my sweet tooth. I drink my lattes with half the flavoring, I can eat a few bites or have much smaller servings of dessert, and, the real test is that we will have candy or some sweet in our apartment now, and it just sits there!! It used to be that if it was in our apartment, or in front of us, we had to eat it. Now they gather dust! <br /><br />Another benefit of this fast is that we both lost weight. Recently we were looking at pictures from our first year of marriage...let's just say we both have lost a decent amount of weight since then! At that time we were living on the Oregon coast, eating a lot and rarely exercising. Not to mention the weight that most people gain after they get married, eating together and snacking together. Not eating desserts was part of it, but we also became vegetarians in 2009. Between these two eating habits, we ate very healthy overall. I planned our meals diligently, shopped to our grocery list, never buying junk food (this also helps a lot with sticking to a strict budget), and we simply ate healthier. <br /><br />I noticed that the healthier we ate, the more we wanted to work out too. (P90X helped a lot too!) So, 2010 has begun with me feeling like I'm in the best shape I've been in in years.<br /><br />Now it's back to being careful about our ice cream cravings!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-3393059612563971752009-10-21T21:42:00.000-07:002009-10-21T21:55:40.195-07:00WednesdayToday's accomplishments:<br /><br />-Got the oil changed. With our $25 Pep Boys reward card, it only cost $10. That was the good news. The bad news is they found something wrong with our front tire axle, and it might cost $250. Boo.<br /><br />-Got gas. <br /><br />-Got groceries. Referring to Monday's post about finances, we are trying to stick to our food budget. With Michael out of town this month for three weeks, we hadn't been using much of our food cash. We splurged and used a little of our food money to eat out (which is only cheating the envelope system, but oh well). So, as the end of the month draws near I had to sit and very carefully plan meals for the rest of the month, to incorporate what food we already have and not go over budget. That's how the cash system works, when the cash is gone, it's gone. This week I only had to spend $8, and next week I'll probably only spend about that much. I have to admit I was pretty proud of myself for making the meals work with what we have left, and they're still healthy. Dave Ramsey would be proud (though not proud of spending our grocery money on eating out!)<br /><br />-Went to Bible Study.<br /><br />-Went for a run and lifted a few weights. This felt like a big accomplishment today because I was not feeling like it at all. I mean, I washed my hair this morning and everything, so I didn't feel like having to get all sweaty. Excuses, I know. But at least I went.<br /><br />-Blogged.<br /><br />And, I'll sign off with this thought from my current reading on David. I am a verbal processor, one of the reasons I decided to start a blog. I also journal like crazy. And talk people's ear off, including my patient, listening husband after a long day of work. So, when I read this line I had to circle it and underline it in my book, because it describes me well:<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Feelings can be a little like our laundry. Sometimes we can't sort them until we dump them on the table.<span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-53130032132147938262009-10-20T22:27:00.000-07:002009-10-20T22:47:08.762-07:00TuesdayToday I had some big deadlines at work. I normally go home by around 12:30, but I decided to push through and work, and ended up working until 3:00 without a lunch break! I felt a huge sense of accomplishment at getting my work done, and was complimented by some co-workers on my speed and efficiency on some of my recent projects. It feels good to take pride in what I'm doing, even if it's not my first choice in jobs at the moment. I'm thankful for a job, and one where I can feel useful and use my talents to help others.<br /><br />I got home from work, ate lunch, and felt zapped of energy. I was going to go do my errands on my list today, but felt too tired. Instead, I opted to stay home and work on some of the home list.<br /><br />Today's To-Do List Accomplishments:<br /><br />-Take garage opener to be fixed, for the 5th time. I forgot to add this to the original list. This has been a perpetual problem. Our garage door opens randomly and we often go out in the morning to find it had been open all night. Apparently our door can also be opened by someone else's opener. Hopefully 5th time is a charm.<br /><br />-Read and journaled. <br /><br />-Fixed our two art pieces in the living room. When Michael was gone two weeks ago, I found these frames for an amazing deal, (I got them both for less than $15, which is a steal for frames, especially this size) and put them together before he got home. We bought the canvases in Rwanda, and knew we wanted to frame them and have them be our main living room art. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/St6d3VmsIzI/AAAAAAAAAko/nztyKYmHiP8/s1600-h/Photo+211.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/St6d3VmsIzI/AAAAAAAAAko/nztyKYmHiP8/s400/Photo+211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394922977654219570" /></a><br /><br />-Ordered my contacts. I've been putting this off for weeks. I just put off little things like this because I don't feel like it at the time, and it just makes life more hectic later.<br /><br />-Began the application process for my California Teaching License. I had looked a month or two ago, and was overwhelmed with the thought of applying for a 4th license (I have one for OR, PA, and applied to CO in June). Tonight I feel much better about the prospects. It looks like they will take all my tests and credentials, so it's mostly a matter of filling out paperwork, paying some hefty fees, and getting my fingerprints done. Then, it will be waiting for months. One nice thing about California's website is they list the applications they are working on processing by the date they were received. Currently? They are working on applications from July. Which means even after my paperwork is in, it will be months before I see a license. Good thing I'm starting early.<br /><br />Things I didn't accomplish today:<br /><br />-Working out. But I'm okay with that. I sense a cold coming on, and I'm trying not to push myself too hard.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-45092149469813854532009-10-19T19:34:00.001-07:002009-10-19T20:14:43.841-07:00MondayToday I made a little progress on my To-Do List.<br /><br />-Went to married's group last night. Check.<br />-Exercised today, despite a faulty dvd and thus no P90X and thus I had to go running. Check.<br />-Blogged today. Check (see below).<br />-Worked on my Bible Study stuff, journaled. Check, Check.<br /><br />That was actually most of my day today, once I got home from work.<br /><br />A few items to add to my list:<br /><br />-Fix both art pieces hanging in our living room.<br />-Get a few groceries.<br />-Make banana bread for neighbors.<br /><br />Wow, this list is getting long. It's a good thing I only work half days.<br /><br />Just writing my list seems like I'm cheating myself out of a real blog post...<br /><br />Last night at our married's group we talked about finances. We're talking about getting out of debt, perspectives on money, etc. We had a good discussion on how we have to change our behavior in order to really get out of debt. Not only that, but we have to check that our priorities are in line. Our American "needs" are so often not actually needs but "wants." Living in another country was a good reminder of that, but it's so easy to be back in this culture and to get caught up in the American way of life.<br /><br />We are on our second month of living our budget, or "spending plan," through the envelope system (pulling out our budgeted cash for the month and keeping it in envelopes). Last night our leader mentioned that there are multiple studies (Citibank just did one recently) that show that even if you are using your credit card and paying it off every single month, never accruing interest, maybe to earn miles or some other reward, you are still spending an average of 25% more than you would if you were simply using cash. The plastic is so easy to justify spending a little bit more, to get that good deal!<br /><br />Last month when we were visiting Oregon we saw some friends who will be debt-free in just two more months. They inspired me to come home and find areas to shave our spending even more, in order to put that extra money towards our debt. We are looking forward to D-Day: Debt-Free day when we can celebrate!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-37492145147463492712009-10-18T12:48:00.000-07:002009-10-18T12:58:19.313-07:00This Week's AgendaMichael is in Pennsylvania this week, until Saturday afternoon.<br /><br />The last two weeks he was gone were tough. I found myself wasting time and not being productive.<br /><br />So, this week I decided to come up with a to-do list, to keep myself focused and to help the time (hopefully) go by a little quicker.<br /><br />Here's my list:<br /><br />-Work on applying for my California Teaching License<br />-Get the oil changed on the car<br />-Order new contacts<br />-Organize/work on November birthday packages<br />-Clean off back porch and take all recyclables to the recycling place (Michael and I ended up doing this on Saturday, but it was still on my list)<br />-Exercise every day<br />-Blog every day (I haven't blogged every day in years!)<br />-Go to church's Young Married's group Sunday night<br />-Go to Women's Bible study on Wednesday night<br />-Keep up on my Bible Study reading<br />-Go to Young Married's group Pumpkin Patch activity on Friday night<br />-Figure out another part-time job, or something to do in the afternoons<br />-When bored, read one of the 7 library books I have checked out<br /><br />I'm sure there are more things, but this will help keep me focused.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-23900786481314920652009-09-15T16:18:00.000-07:002009-09-15T16:34:08.183-07:00Blessed Be Your Name<span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;">Blessed be your name<br />In the land that is plentiful<br />Where the streams of abundance flow<br />Blessed be your name<br /><br />Blessed be your name<br />When I'm found in the desert place<br />Though I walk through the wilderness<br />Blessed be your name<br /><br />Every blessing you pour out,<br />I turn back to praise<br />When the darkness closes in, Lord<br />Still I will say...<br />Blessed be the name of the Lord<br />Blessed be your name<br />Blessed be the name of the Lord<br />Blessed be your glorious name<br /><br />Blessed be your name<br />When the sun's shining down on me<br />When the world's all as it should be<br />Blessed be your name<br /><br />Blessed be your name<br />On the road marked with suffering<br />Though there's pain in the offering<br />Blessed be your name<br /><br />You give and take away<br />You give and take away<br />My heart will choose to say<br />Lord, Blessed be your name</span></span><br /><br />Every time I hear this song, or sing it in church, I weep. Yes, I am a crier. I cry at commercials and movies and cheesy stories on the radio, and when I have to say goodbye. I have always been rather sensitive at church during worship, and find myself crying, or just tearing up, at church and during particularly moving songs/lyrics.<br /><br />But this song has always cut straight to the heart, and I can't really sing the song without tears. I haven't figured out all the reasons, but maybe partly because it is hard to commit to praising God in the midst of "suffering" and when in the "desert."<br /><br />The song begins praising the Lord's name when things are good, because that's always easy. But the question that I always come to, is, can I sing those words with as much enthusiasm when "<span style="font-style:italic;">I'm found in the desert place</span>"? The second verse does the same thing, begins with praise, "<span style="font-style:italic;">when the world's all as it should be</span>," but can I commit to praise when I'm suffering?<br /><br /> "<span style="font-style:italic;">Though there's pain in the offering..</span>." This line says it all, that I may not fully feel like praising the Lord in my time of suffering, but I'm willing to because He wants it, and He "<span style="font-style:italic;">gives and takes away</span>," and I should thank him for both instances. <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">You Give and Take Away</span>...There's something about repeating this line, over and over, that gives me the strength to believe it. Oftentimes as I sing this line I think about our miscarriage, coming up on two years ago. I think about the future, and that someday I know God will give to us children, whether biologically or othewise. <br /><br />You give and take away, But my heart will <span style="font-weight:bold;">choose<span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span> to say, Blessed Be your Name.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-84105345333123598112009-06-23T21:31:00.000-07:002009-06-23T21:37:05.715-07:00Off to IdahoTomorrow morning we're driving to McCall, Idaho to spend time with Michael's family. We're excited to see his family and enjoy McCall in the summertime.<br /><br />We were hesitating to go because we don't want to miss any job interviews/opportunities, but we've been sitting around for two weeks without any leads, so we're chancing it. I have applied to more than 17 jobs now, so my odds have to be increasing, right? If I don't get any of them, it means there are at least 17 social studies teachers in town looking for a job. Hopefully I'll get an interview soon. <br /><br />In the meantime, we're going to enjoy seeing family.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-85892631295596676382009-06-15T20:14:00.001-07:002009-06-15T20:22:50.214-07:00Whose Plan?Have you ever felt the Lord leading you a certain way, only to later question that call?<br /><br />I'm feeling this to a small degree, as the job possibilities get more slim every day. I've applied to more than 15 jobs now, and every day more of them are filled without even an interview. At the same time, new jobs open every day, as I applied to two more just an hour ago. To date, I've had one interview, and that was a phone interview before we even arrived in Colorado.<br /><br />We know we are supposed to be here in Colorado. I just have to keep reminding myself that our life here and our job situation may end up looking differently than I had first imagined. Isn't that always the way it works? I was getting so excited about the possibility of having my own classroom and having my own students. I'm not saying it can't happen, but I am trying to accept the possibility that I may have to substitute again this Fall. Ugh. <br /><br />Michael's prospects aren't that much better. Right now we are feeling a bit restless and useless as we are both unemployed and not sure how to spend our time. <br /><br />I just need to stop doubting and have a little faith, knowing that my plan isn't always His. In college I always clung to the following phrase, a quote from, at the time, one of my favorite TV shows, "Seventh Heaven." <br /><br />"We Plan, God Laughs."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-9844007545976038642009-06-12T16:58:00.000-07:002009-06-12T17:06:33.645-07:00Back to BloggingI'm back to my own blog. It's my space to process and write separately from what we experience as a couple, and this week I'm thinking a lot about trusting the Lord for our/my future.<br /><br />I'm feeling slightly discouraged about all the job applications I've submitted. I've applied to more than 12 social studies positions here in Colorado Springs, and a few of the positions have been filled already. I've had one interview (which ended up being over the phone because we were still in Oregon), and had expected more by now. <br /><br />So, I'm trying to be patient and put this all in perspective. In some ways I'm sitting better than a lot of people in this economy right now. At the least, if I don't get hired for the school year, I can work as a substitute. At the same time, I've been getting my hopes up a lot about the idea of having my own classroom and getting to teach, so I'd be majorly disappointed to end up subbing again. Maybe the Lord has different plans that I can't see or understand right now. Apparently I have yet to master the art of patience.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-85164763015576383532009-01-09T00:04:00.000-08:002009-01-09T00:10:12.524-08:00SoonIn case you haven't checked out <a href="http://chappiage.blogspot.com">our other blog</a> recently, I've been posting there. <br /><br />I'm not sure what I'll do once we get to Rwanda. We'll probably post pictures on that blog more often, so I may do more of my own thought processing here. <br /><br />We are so excited to be leaving in less than 5 days. I have no doubt the Lord has been in this process, and it makes me anxious to begin to see all the ways God will be working over the next few months. <br /><br />People keep asking us what our biggest fear or apprehension is, and my reply usually has to do with figuring out our future. A big purpose of this trip is to help us determine whether or not we may feel called to Rwanda longer term, and to see in what capacity that could be. We are praying that doors open and close and we have clarity about future jobs. But also, I want to be present to our time in Rwanda, and not be too focused on what's next. <br /><br />I'm sure I'll have other prayer requests as time goes on.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-73434300251880082422009-01-03T16:01:00.000-08:002009-01-03T16:05:02.565-08:0010 days!I've been wanting to write a blog post for a while, but it just hasn't happened. And this one isn't going to be too exciting either. <br /><br />We are leaving in 10 days, and are keeping busy with all the preparations. It's a lot of little things, like buying 3 months worth of shampoo and toothpaste (and figuring out how much we actually use in a three-month time period), packing, seeing people, and so much more. <br /><br />And now we're off to run more errands.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-62149931588067821822008-12-17T21:59:00.000-08:002008-12-18T23:54:11.203-08:00Four Years Later<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/SUqQ8d1PcuI/AAAAAAAAAfk/zcU2ng6K46U/s1600-h/050.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/SUqQ8d1PcuI/AAAAAAAAAfk/zcU2ng6K46U/s400/050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281192881519817442" /></a><br />Today is our 4 year Anniversary. Even now, looking at pictures from our wedding I can't help but think, wow, we were really young. I wonder what I'll think in another four years.<br /><br />We've experienced a lot in four years...<br /><br />We were married at the end of finals week in between semesters during our senior year at George Fox. After graduation in April 2005 we headed on a road trip to Alaska for four months. While we were in Alaska we decided to apply at Twin Rocks Friends Camp for a one-year camping internship. <br /><br />During our year in Rockaway Beach I felt led to apply to graduate school, to get my Master's degree in Teaching. I spent the spring taking tests and preparing for graduate school. We left TRFC on a Sunday, and I started graduate school the next day in Salem, Oregon, in August 2006. <br /><br />During our year in Salem Michael began taking classes to prepare for graduate school. We visited Eastern University that spring and decided we'd be heading back there in the fall. In August of 2007 we packed up the rest of our stuff that we hadn't already sold in a garage sale, and headed in our Subaru across country. We had a great year in Philadelphia, though we had a few heartaches along the way. In September, we headed back to Oregon to await our upcoming internship. In less than a month we will be heading to Kigali, Rwanda for three months, and then....<br /><br /><br />Whoo! We've been all over the place. It's exhausting just thinking about it. But, we've had fun and grown a lot, and our marriage has strengthened through each adventure.<br /><br />I'm looking forward to what this next year will bring.<br />Happy Anniversary Michael! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/SUnt-lA4ohI/AAAAAAAAAfc/YFp-gDigwaA/s1600-h/672.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/SUnt-lA4ohI/AAAAAAAAAfc/YFp-gDigwaA/s320/672.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281013697412112914" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/SUntbnY2FtI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ztWw5nhBBog/s1600-h/072.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/SUntbnY2FtI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ztWw5nhBBog/s320/072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281013096754058962" /></a>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-87555588735849547602008-12-17T12:53:00.000-08:002008-12-17T13:10:41.701-08:00There's no place to go...This week we have been stuck inside every day. Not only because of the snow storm, or the "Arctic Blast," as the local news channels are labeling it, but because our household all came down with the flu at the same time.<br /><br />We've been watching a lot of movies, eating a lot of chicken noodle soup, ginger ale, and saltines, and feeling cooped up inside. <br /><br />We had our computer in the shop for a few days, and so I haven't been able to post any pictures.<br /><br />Last week I turned 26. To some of you, that sounds young. But to me, I am feeling old! I used to think I would have all of my children before I turned 30. Well, the way things are looking I doubt that is going to happen. And, that's ok. My plan is not the Lord's. <br /><br />Michael threw me a party for my birthday. My friends came over and we played games, ate pizza, and had the ever-important ice cream cake. He took me out to lunch and we went shopping to get a few items for Rwanda, including a new backpack and a new coat from REI. I had to work on my actual birthday (I believe that's the true sign of becoming an adult), so Michael made me my birthday pancakes and a birthday white chocolate mocha. It was a great birthday and I felt so loved. Now I'm just old. :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/SUlqD4K_vsI/AAAAAAAAAfM/VEKJ-uVeOGg/s1600-h/IMG_0219.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/SUlqD4K_vsI/AAAAAAAAAfM/VEKJ-uVeOGg/s320/IMG_0219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280868652919275202" /></a>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-60845147160978246082008-12-13T13:03:00.000-08:002008-12-13T13:05:47.832-08:00I'm Proud of You, Michael!In case you didn't know, after two years of school and online classes, <a href="http://michaelchapman.wordpress.com ">Michael</a> has officially completed his MBA in International Economic Development. Be sure to tell him Congratulations!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-79727163451730847912008-11-30T16:17:00.000-08:002008-11-30T16:50:56.865-08:00A black Black FridayOn Black Friday we dared to go out. Why? Well, we had been planning on buying a new camera for weeks and needed to be with my mom to use her Costco card. (We didn't even benefit from any extra Black Friday sale price.) Since we were home for Thanksgiving we went for it. <br /><br />The positive part of the day was that for the first time there was virtually no pressure for us to buy anything. Both sides of our families are choosing not to exchange presents as a family, but to spend that money by giving it to someone in need, or to some good cause. <br /><br />On the way into town we were listening to the local Christian radio station. They took a break from the music to recite the Pledge of Allegiance over the radio. The DJ said that we must be thankful and give allegiance to "the greatest nation on God's green earth," or something to that effect. Michael and I exchanged perturbed glances. We both agree that too often blind patriotism is a little too closely presented alongside God's will. In other words, why do so many Christians believe that God only wants to bless America? But that's a little off topic. <br /><br />Immediately following this recitation was the <a href="http://hosted.ap.org/dynamic/stories/W/WAL_MART_DEATH?SITE=VOICESD&SECTION=HOME&TEMPLATE=DEFAULT">news</a>, where they mentioned <a href="http://www.upi.com/Top_News/2008/11/28/Man_trampled_to_death_in_Black_Friday_rush/UPI-55071227889455/">this story</a> about a man who was trampled to death and a woman who miscarried at a Wal-mart in New York at the opening of Black Friday. <br /><br />We should have turned around and headed home right then. We didn't, but I sure noticed the irony of the greed and horrific consumerism that is so opposite of anything Christ stands for, and is ingrained in the culture of "God's greatest nation."<br /><br />My heart goes out to that Wal-mart worker's family. (There are some news reports that the miscarriage report is unfounded, though it was announced as news and fact on Friday).<br /><br />May God have mercy on our American lust for "stuff."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-61405263675263407022008-11-30T14:48:00.001-08:002008-11-30T16:11:46.190-08:00Our own Christmas villageFor as long as I can remember, my mom has been collecting and adding each year to her Christmas village. When my parents built their current home they built the mantle over the fireplace with the village in mind. <br /><br />Michael and I helped my mom set up the village this year. It took the three of us over three hours to put it all together. This is because it's more than just placing some figurines around the buildings. The village has a story, and each figurine is placed to tell part of the story. And of course, as we place each piece we have to explain what is happening, such as the couple ice skating on the pond who have been in love for years, or the doctor walking home from work. Oh, and Amy Grant's Christmas music was blaring in the background.<br /><br />We took plenty of pictures as we set up the village. Michael and I just got a brand new camera and were having fun playing with it as we worked, so many of these shots are our attempt to use our new camera.<br /><br />Here is the mantle before we started:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMZ3yVmr0I/AAAAAAAAAdk/nh5DoCvMBm4/s1600-h/IMG_0059.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMZ3yVmr0I/AAAAAAAAAdk/nh5DoCvMBm4/s320/IMG_0059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274588034776870722" /></a><br /><br />The church always goes up on the hill looking over the town, on the far left of the village. This is the "country" part of the village, with the barn and farms and the houses. Further to the right becomes the city, with the town square, the inn, the watchmaker, the post office, the bakery, the newspaper, the school, and the train station. To the far right is the lighthouse, next to the ocean.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMbVH19O5I/AAAAAAAAAds/pIDckT91lqI/s1600-h/IMG_0073.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMbVH19O5I/AAAAAAAAAds/pIDckT91lqI/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274589638277544850" /></a><br /><br />The Village Square, with the carolers, the shoppers rushing home with their presents, the ice skating pond, and the fountain in the middle of the town:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMk8xujPXI/AAAAAAAAAec/rHzBHS7DGxU/s1600-h/IMG_0156.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMk8xujPXI/AAAAAAAAAec/rHzBHS7DGxU/s320/IMG_0156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274600215140318578" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMk8CMS6NI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ijo8sEz3ceE/s1600-h/IMG_0144.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMk8CMS6NI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ijo8sEz3ceE/s320/IMG_0144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274600202380175570" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMgWYcNKhI/AAAAAAAAAd8/SrpYktzFV7Y/s1600-h/IMG_0122.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMgWYcNKhI/AAAAAAAAAd8/SrpYktzFV7Y/s320/IMG_0122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274595157470947858" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMgUZNFPKI/AAAAAAAAAd0/z28zyK-uU30/s1600-h/IMG_0102.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMgUZNFPKI/AAAAAAAAAd0/z28zyK-uU30/s320/IMG_0102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274595123316210850" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMpo9a-EFI/AAAAAAAAAe8/JP29Fuc_TvI/s1600-h/IMG_0131.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMpo9a-EFI/AAAAAAAAAe8/JP29Fuc_TvI/s320/IMG_0131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274605372240171090" /></a><br /><br />A must-have for any Christmas village: LOTS of snow!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMiloRtZKI/AAAAAAAAAeM/uOIaK3mxvj4/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMiloRtZKI/AAAAAAAAAeM/uOIaK3mxvj4/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274597618443183266" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMilJJo7xI/AAAAAAAAAeE/lMSkq6-Dv24/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMilJJo7xI/AAAAAAAAAeE/lMSkq6-Dv24/s320/IMG_0135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274597610087837458" /></a><br /><br />This is one my favorite "stories": This is a mother with her young children waiting for her husband, who has been away for a long time, to come home on the train. He has just gotten home and is hugging one of the children in front of the train station.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMlydrv4CI/AAAAAAAAAek/3VJHiX0dN64/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMlydrv4CI/AAAAAAAAAek/3VJHiX0dN64/s320/IMG_0116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274601137472790562" /></a><br /><br />The whole village:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMn1H2qhII/AAAAAAAAAe0/E55CTBuPNXQ/s1600-h/IMG_0170.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMn1H2qhII/AAAAAAAAAe0/E55CTBuPNXQ/s320/IMG_0170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274603382175859842" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMn0tnLujI/AAAAAAAAAes/j7z0ulUtk0g/s1600-h/IMG_0171.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMn0tnLujI/AAAAAAAAAes/j7z0ulUtk0g/s320/IMG_0171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274603375131605554" /></a><br /><br />I have a wonderful husband who not only helped set up the village and untangle the messy knot of cords and wires, but was patient as he listened to my mom and I explain each piece and figurine to him for three hours. Now that's what I call a Love Gift!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMppqJ3KLI/AAAAAAAAAfE/5ri6nwbEBx0/s1600-h/IMG_0017.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMppqJ3KLI/AAAAAAAAAfE/5ri6nwbEBx0/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274605384248010930" /></a>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-65628282877356358942008-11-30T14:37:00.000-08:002008-11-30T14:46:32.043-08:00ThanksgivingFor Thanksgiving we headed to Mill City, Oregon to spend time with my parents. My sister and her two boys came down from Washington, and my brother, his wife, and their two kids came also. The only person missing was my little brother who is in Virginia in the Navy. We had a wonderful meal, with my mom's tasty homemade stuffing. It's the best!<br /><br />This is my cute niece:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMWj4DG3jI/AAAAAAAAAdc/5Kj9gMoD4To/s1600-h/DSCN6576.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMWj4DG3jI/AAAAAAAAAdc/5Kj9gMoD4To/s320/DSCN6576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274584394177633842" /></a><br /><br />And these are my adorable nephews:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMWjHopxyI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Yd0ScyVMrGY/s1600-h/DSCN6574.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STMWjHopxyI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Yd0ScyVMrGY/s320/DSCN6574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274584381181773602" /></a><br /><br />There is so much I am thankful for. What comes to mind immediately is my family, as well as the blessings of community and all the love and support we are being surrounded by these days as we prepare to go to Rwanda. I'm thankful for God's touch in my life. I know that as I trust in him he will continue to guide our steps.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-53552807227281312152008-11-29T20:54:00.000-08:002008-11-29T21:06:52.103-08:00I'm ThankfulOn Wednesday night we checked our email and received our first financial update regarding our fundraising for Rwanda. I have never had to raise financial support for anything like this before, so this is all a new experience. I shared in an earlier post how I have been a bit intimidated by the process. In fact, for a long while Michael and I had been searching for a job/internship that would specifically not require getting support. But here we are in the middle of the process, and now I'm getting to see the other side of the coin, the part where I get to see God working, not only in our lives but in the lives of so many who are feeling led to support us both financially and prayerfully. <br /><br />I don't know if I can really articulate how I felt as we looked over those first numbers, except to say that I was awed. Truly. I am humbled and so grateful. The generosity and support from friends and family this soon after sending out letters brought me to tears. Not to mention the numerous emails and inquiries from many more indicating a desire to support us. <br /><br />We are so blessed to have a community like we do. Thank you.<br /><br />Michael posted a thermometer to track our funds progress over the next few weeks and months on our <a href="http://chappiage.blogspot.com">other blog</a>. Check it out!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-27399769332602955082008-11-29T20:21:00.000-08:002008-11-30T14:37:14.845-08:00Goodbye TRFC Hello Quaker HillI've been intending to blog for a little while now, and the blog posts are piling up in my head. I'm going to attempt to catch up over the next couple days, so stay tuned.<br /><br />Last Monday we headed to Twin Rocks for the last time as camp staff family. This will be the first Christmas since Michael and I started dating that I/we haven't been out to the coast during Christmas break (this would have been the seventh year for me). Michael's parents, Bev and Wayne, have officially moved to McCall, Idaho so Bev can begin a new job at Quaker Hill Camp and Conference Center. On Monday night the camp had a farewell gathering and dinner, and we were blessed to be able to attend. It was special to hear all the ways the Chapmans have blessed the camp and the staff over the years. Ken, the director, put together a game, "Are you Smarter than a Chapman?" which was fun. The Chapmans won, but Joseph Thouvenel gave them a run for their money!<br /><br />Twin Rocks has been a special place for all the Chapmans, and we have a lot of memories there. I spent three summers there on summer staff during college, and Michael and I spent a year there as interns after we were married. We have spent countless other times there visiting family and friends, and know Twin Rocks will always hold a special place in our hearts!<br /><br />Below are some pictures from the Farewell. Michael and I also had to commemorate the occasion with a visit to a place on the coast we may not see for quite a while. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STIZso6iBFI/AAAAAAAAAck/c9CnoFdWINs/s1600-h/DSCN6553.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STIZso6iBFI/AAAAAAAAAck/c9CnoFdWINs/s320/DSCN6553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274306368292127826" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STIaOfGQ3LI/AAAAAAAAAc0/KVK6UjeQ8yU/s1600-h/DSCN6557.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STIaOfGQ3LI/AAAAAAAAAc0/KVK6UjeQ8yU/s320/DSCN6557.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274306949772532914" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STIaOIZ6YtI/AAAAAAAAAcs/GBU27-Usu4A/s1600-h/DSCN6558.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STIaOIZ6YtI/AAAAAAAAAcs/GBU27-Usu4A/s320/DSCN6558.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274306943680930514" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STIa1Ts1MgI/AAAAAAAAAdE/bckE4etvfgo/s1600-h/DSCN6571.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STIa1Ts1MgI/AAAAAAAAAdE/bckE4etvfgo/s320/DSCN6571.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274307616727970306" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STIbpXwOYkI/AAAAAAAAAdM/OslON1xCnzQ/s1600-h/DSCN6570.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_awmDqyQdBl4/STIbpXwOYkI/AAAAAAAAAdM/OslON1xCnzQ/s320/DSCN6570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274308511169143362" /></a>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-56991976257174174712008-11-17T14:48:00.001-08:002008-11-17T15:14:44.827-08:00Advent ConspiracyThis last weekend was our church retreat at Twin Rocks. It was a good time to connect with friends and meet some new ones. <br /><br />The theme for the weekend centered around the passage in Mark that tells us to love God and love others as ourselves. On Sunday we watched a video from the Advent Conspiracy. (To see the video, click <a href="http://www.adventconspiracy.org/videos/">here</a>, and then scroll down to the video called, "Enter The Story.") The idea is to give <span style="font-style:italic;">presence</span> instead of <span style="font-style:italic;">presents</span> this year for Christmas. But it goes beyond that. It's reclaiming the original purpose of Christmas. It's realizing that $10 can give a child clean water for life and that $10 billion dollars is all it will take to solve the clean water problem in our world. Americans spent $450 billion on Christmas last year. So, if every person pledged to buy one less present this year and spend that money on helping with this problem, we could really start to see some change. <br /><br />Our family has begun to talk about what we can do. Last year, instead of spending tons of money just to buy each other random gifts, we pooled our money together and bought a bicycle for a missionary in need. I am excited about passing this tradition down to my own children someday. <br /><br />The following 4 points are taken from the <a href="http://http://www.adventconspiracy.org/hope/">Advent Conspiracy website</a>. <br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Worship Fully. </span><br /><br />It starts with Jesus. It ends with Jesus. This is the holistic approach God had in mind for Christmas. It’s a season where we are called to put down our burdens and lift a song up to our God. It’s a season where love wins, peace reigns, and a king is celebrated with each breath. It’s the party of the year. Entering the story of advent means entering this season with an overwhelming passion to worship Jesus to the fullest.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Spend Less. </span><br /><br />Before you think we’re getting all Scrooge on you, let us explain what we mean. We like gifts. Our kids really like gifts. But consider this: America spends an average of $450 billion a year every Christmas. How often have you spent money on Christmas presents for no other reason than obligation? How many times have you received a gift out of that same obligation? Thanks, but no thanks, right? We’re asking people to consider buying ONE LESS GIFT this Christmas. Just one. Sounds insignificant, yet many who have taken this small sacrifice have experienced something nothing less than a miracle: They have been more available to celebrate Christ during the advent season. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Give More. </span><br /><br />God’s gift to us was a relationship built on love. So it’s no wonder why we’re drawn to the idea that Christmas should be a time to love our friends and family in the most memorable ways possible. Time is the real gift Christmas offers us, and no matter how hard we look, it can’t be found at the mall. Time to make a gift that turns into the next family heirloom. Time to write mom a letter. Time to take the kids sledding. Time to bake really good cookies and sing really bad Christmas carols. Time to make love visible through relational giving. Sounds a lot better than getting a sweater two sizes too big, right? Need a few ideas? (Head <a href="http://www.adventconspiracy.org/story">here</a>!)<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Love All.</span><br /><br />When Jesus loved, He loved in ways never imagined. Though rich, he became poor to love the poor, the forgotten, the overlooked and the sick. He played to the margins. By spending less at Christmas we have the opportunity to join Him in giving resources to those who need help the most. When Advent Conspiracy first began four churches challenged this simple concept to its congregations. The result raised more than a half million dollars to aid those in need. One less gift. One unbelievable present in the name of Christ. </span><br /><br />In what ways do you plan to be intentional in celebrating the true spirit of Christmas??Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-57373161160458530502008-11-17T14:39:00.001-08:002008-11-17T14:44:33.394-08:00Our other blogRound two of letters went out today. It's exciting to be at this point in the process, but it's also a reminder of how far we have to go. <br /><br />Michael and I are going to be trying to post updates about the process on our mutual blog, which is <a href="http://chappiage.blogspot.com">chappiage.blogspot.com</a>. Part of the purpose behind this is to share about what we're experiencing together and have a place to post pictures and experiences while we're in Rwanda. We both will still use our own blogs for personal reflection.<br /><br />This may prove to be too zealous, but for now this is our plan.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-18651543622234719532008-11-13T10:26:00.000-08:002008-11-13T10:34:18.468-08:00Soldiers of ConscienceI just read about <a href="http://www.soldiers-themovie.com/">Soldiers of Conscience</a>, a new film from PBS’s “P.O.V.” series, which investigates the issue of war through the voices of soldiers on both sides of the issue, those who believe in war as just and moral, and those who don't.<br /><br />I'm interested in this movie, and this topic, because I think it's easy to stand on one side of the issue and point judgemental fingers at the other side. This is where the name of my blog came from, the idea that some issues aren't as black and white as we like to think. <br /><br />The following is taken from <a href="http://www.sojo.net/blog/godspolitics/?p=3788">an article </a>about the movie. The second paragraph especially stood out to me:<br /><br /><em>The film features eight U.S. soldiers and the common ground of their conscience. Each faces the same question: to kill or not to kill. Four of the eight believe deeply in the necessity and morality of war, that the strong must protect the weak, and that war and lethal force are morally justified at appropriate times. The others believe equally deeply that killing is never justified, and that peace can only be obtained by individual stances of courage and conscientious objection.<br /><br /><strong>Basic training at Fort Jackson, South Carolina, introduces the film’s topic. “Kill, kill, kill without mercy” is chanted across a field as fresh recruits begin training. Major Peter Kilner, a West Point professor of ethics, shares the surprising fact that 75 percent of soldiers in World War II never fired their weapons at the enemy. S.L.A. Marshall, a World War II historian, found that one in four soldiers of that war became conscientious objectors. The army decided they needed to fix that, Kilner says, so soldiers are now put through “reflexive firing training,” which is designed to bypass natural moral reaction and decision-making.</strong><br /><br />But such a bypass will eventually require a reckoning, and Kilner has noticed the emotional and spiritual struggle many soldiers meet once they arrive in Iraq and are confronted with the momentous choice to kill or not to. Soldiers can only kill because they’re taught to, Kilner says, but “we never explain to them why it’s okay.” Nor is there much mention of killing when soldiers come home. “We don’t talk about it,” Kilner observes. “It’s a taboo to talk about.”</em><br /><br />And the discussion continues.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-34823162061136038412008-11-07T13:16:00.000-08:002008-11-07T13:27:38.600-08:00Video in RwandaMy sister-in-law <a href="http://newnormal.wordpress.com/2008/11/06/what-i-saw/">Amy posted a video </a>yesterday about Rwanda. I could have tried to post it here, but I've never posted video before and thought this would be easier. So, for those of you who don't already read her blog, I encourage you click on the link above and watch it.<br /><br />Watching the video <a href="http://www.saragroves.com/">Sara Groves</a> made of her visit in Rwanda brought tears to my eyes. I couldn't help but imagine myself holding the camera, interacting with the people of Africa. My heart has always tugged when I watch things like this, and I am looking forward to experiencing this in person.<br /><br />I'm even more excited about going to Rwanda in January after watching the video, so thanks Amy for posting it!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-38175159030086323422008-11-06T17:02:00.001-08:002008-11-06T17:19:46.665-08:00Last week we received our (mostly) official budget for Rwanda. We need to raise about $11,000, and our goal is still to arrive at the beginning of January.<br /><br />I have never had to raise financial support like this before. When I was in elementary school I remember asking a few neighbors and close family friends to sponsor me in our annual Spell-A-Thon. We also sold some holiday popcorn tins a few times as well. As far as I can recall that is my experience with fundraising. I don't like asking people for money. I don't like owing people money. I am always aware of money issues, such as pooling money for a gift or chipping in for gas. It always feels a little awkward to be on the receiving end, even when it's agreed beforehand that everyone will contribute. <br /><br />I've had many friends and family members raise support for various trips or longer-term missions. I've heard all kinds of amazing stories about how the funds came in at the last moment by some anonymous donor and saved the trip. I have no doubt that the Lord has worked in mysterious ways and provided in unexpected ways for many of my friends and family members.<br /><br />Now it's my turn.<br /><br />And I'm humbled by it all. Recently Michael put a Facebook group together called, "Send the Chapmans to Rwanda!" At first I had a little bit of a bitter taste in my mouth about that. It seemed bold and new. The purpose of it is to keep people up to date of our plans and to raise awareness of our financial and prayer support needs. Again I felt humbled about asking for support (mostly financially, I don't seem to have a problem asking for prayer support.) And then I started realizing how many people are excited for us-how many people God wants to use to send us to Africa-how many people will bless us and be blessed by supporting us.<br /><br />Our current status is trying to get our letters sent out as soon as possible. Again, it's humbling, it's exciting, and it's in God's hands.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25739515.post-29384766982505336762008-11-05T15:03:00.000-08:002008-11-05T16:00:24.661-08:00Letter to the future 44th PresidentDear Mr. President-Elect,<br /><br />Congratulations and you're welcome for my vote.<br /><br />I am feeling a lot of emotions regarding last night's results. I am excited and ready to look forward to what the future has to offer. I am brought to tears at the thought of seeing our country move beyond our racist past. I am fearful of being let down, though I think it will be inevitable to some degree. I am anxious for those Americans who don't trust you to get to know you and accept you, and I am hoping that many of the misconceptions and blatant lies about you will come to surface and be cleared in the next few weeks and months. <br /><br />I have faith and hope in you, but more importantly, in Christ. Jesus Christ is who I must put my ultimate faith and trust in, not you, Mr. Obama. But I am excited for what your election will do for our country and for the world.<br /><br />I am excited at the possibilities including healing relations with many other countries and focusing on poverty and the needy, issues I'm hoping to see a lot of change in. (I especially appreciate your emphasis on getting to the root of many problems of poverty and social injustice, and look forward to seeing you do that).<br /><br />As an educator I am excited about your emphasis on education. As a social studies teacher I am excited to be a part of this historic time. It is a very big deal that you have been elected as the first black president of our country. I see the potential for a lot of healing to happen. There is still a lot of racism in this world. I imagine that my own children someday, as well as my future social studies students, will not quite grasp the significance of this time. Why? Because having a black president will be all they know. I will have to teach them the significance so they will not take it for granted.<br /><br />I know that you will have a lot on your plate over the next few weeks and months. Frankly, that is what concerns me a little. I'll be honest, I don't think you can do everything you want to do, or have promised, and I don't think it's realistic to assume otherwise. I know that as President you will be more limited than we like to believe during the campaign season. And, I know that the realities of politics say that you will be looking to solidify your chances for a second term even as we are still winding down from getting you into your first, and this means you may make decisions with that in mind.<br /><br />I worry about how people who did not vote for you, including many Christians, will react to your election. I know I shouldn't worry, but I do. I know that you are a Christian and not a Muslim. I know you value your faith and I pray that you will turn to Christ to lead you. I pray you will learn to value <span style="font-style:italic;">all</span> life, including the unborn. I know you care about those less fortunate than yourself, and I pray that guides your administration.<br /><br />Speaking of your Cabinet, I pray you surround yourself with people full of wisdom, and that you seek guidance from God-fearing individuals. I'm happy to see you in contact with people like <a href="http://donmilleris.com/">Donald Miller</a> and <a href="http://www.sojo.net/blog/godspolitics/">Jim Wallis.</a> This gives me hope. <br /><br />I voted for you because I believe you will look to the "least of these" in our country and around the world. I voted for you because I believe you are passionate about helping our country get out of the muck and mess that we're in. I voted for you because I like your emphasis on education. I voted for you because I am a statistic, one of the many without health insurance, and I believe in your plan. I voted for you because I believe you have the potential to be a good, maybe even a great president. <br /><br />So, Mr. Obama, I pray that you will not forget the promises you have made. I pray that God will use you in ways we can't imagine. I pray you will be humbled by this. <br /><br />I will be praying for you because you are my leader and God has instructed me to do so. <br /><br />May you seek Christ every day and in every decision you make.<br /><br />God Bless every global citizen; we are each created in His likeness.<br /><br />And God Bless you, as you take on the challenge of leading this country for the next four years.<br /><br /><br />Sincerely,<br />A Christ-Follower Who Happens To Be An Obama SupporterAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com2