Saturday, August 30, 2014

Haiti 2014 {Traveling}

I was blessed earlier this summer to go on a week long trip to Haiti.  I had been praying for an opportunity to go on a missions trip since November/December and a friend told me about this trip around February.  I thought and prayed about it and decided I would look more into it. I knew that doors had to be opened for me to go (finances, getting off work...).  It amazed how God really showed me this is what I was supposed to do.

I went through Rebel Ministries and while we were in Haiti we stayed at Mission of Hope.  If your church or family or just you is looking to do some missions down in Haiti, I highly recommend this organization.

We had a group of 40 going, I believe the youngest was 8 and then we had middle aged adults going.  It was a really nice age range.  One concern I had before we left was not getting to know people very well.  I'm not a people person by any means and getting to know new people is not my forte.  Before we left, I only knew like 4 people on the trip.  A good friend of mine went and then we had done some small group stuff before we left.  I can't believe how close our group got in just a week!  That was definitely a God thing.

We left around one o'clockish the morning of June 25 to head up to Detroit (about 2 1/2 hours).  We got a charter bus, so super comfy seats + no sleep the past couple of days = Esther sleeps the whole way there.  So when we got to the airport it was around 3:30 ish.  We got into the airport and there is absolutely no one there, but a couple of security guards.  Come to find out the airport doesn't actually open until 5.  Who knew airports actually closed???  So we just chilled out in the lobby for an hour and a half.

Our travel group {Me, Scotty, Michelle}
We were divided into 10 travel groups (so groups of 4), so that way our leader only had to keep track of 10 people instead of 40 :)  My travel group had my friend and me then a father and son.  I loved our group!  The travel groups stuck together in the airports and when we went through customs.

The airport looked like a prison.  It had barb wire surrounding it.

We got to Port-au-Prince in the afternoon and spent forever trying to get out of the airport parking lot.  It was extremely crowded and we pretty much got stuck in a traffic jam.  Our bus driver was amazing though and was able to get us out.  There were a ton of people just outside the airport watching as people came out because they had absolutely nothing else to do.  That was their entertainment for the day.

Since our group was so big, we rode in school buses the whole week.  We also had a group of 5 from Delaware with us, then all our translators, village champions, and interns.  Most of the time, there were seats missing on the bus, so some of us had to stand while traveling.  Haitian driving is nothing like American driving!  The only time I had to stand was on the way back to the airport, so the roads were slightly smoother than in the village.

Those little blue dots are tents.  They're just tarps on a crude frame of sorts

Once we were finally able to get on the road from the airport, it was about an hour drive to the mission.  It was definitely a culture shock.  There was trash everywhere.  Cars were honking constantly, people were yelling, the smells were different (and not good ones).  On the way we were able to see in the distance tent cities.  That was really hard for me to see.  They were using tarps the same size as the ones we use to cover hay here at home.  People actually live under those and here they're just used to cover our material possessions.


Friday, January 10, 2014

A Frosty Sunrise

I was coming in from chicken chores and couldn't resist getting some pictures.  The sun was just starting to rise and the frost was clinging to the trees...  How can you not believe there isn't a Creator?

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Snow Storm

We're in the middle of a snow storm right now.  Currently we have about 5 inches of snow (on top of the 6 inches we got a couple of days ago), and it's supposed to snow the rest of the day.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Angels We Have Heard on High {Christmas Hymns #1}

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Angels We Have Heard on High is a based on a traditional French carol ' Les Anges dans nos campagnes' .  In 1862 it was translated by James Chadwick into English into the carol we all know today.

Angels we have on heard high
Sweetly singing ore the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains 

Gloria in excelsis Deo
Gloria in excelsis Deo 

Come to Bethlehem and see
Christ whose birth the angels sing
Come adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord the newborn King 

Gloria in excelsis Deo
Gloria in excelsis Deo 

See him in a manger laid
Whom the choirs of angels praise
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid
While our hearts in love we raise 

Gloria in excelsis Deo
Gloria, in excelsis Deo
Gloria in excelsis Deo

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Come, Ye Thankful People, Come

                            October 013

                            Hoping you all have a very happy {and safe!} Thanksgiving!

                      Come, ye thankful people, come, raise the song of harvest home;

                                 All is safely gathered in, ere the winter storms begin.
                            God our Maker doth provide for our wants to be supplied;

Come to God’s own temple, come, raise the song of harvest home.
All the world is God’s own field, fruit unto His praise to yield;
Wheat and tares together sown unto joy or sorrow grown.
First the blade and then the ear, then the full corn shall appear;
Lord of harvest, grant that we wholesome grain and pure may be.
For the Lord our God shall come, and shall take His harvest home;
From His field shall in that day all offenses purge away,
Giving angels charge at last in the fire the tares to cast;
But the fruitful ears to store in His garner evermore.
Even so, Lord, quickly come, bring Thy final harvest home;
Gather Thou Thy people in, free from sorrow, free from sin,
There, forever purified, in Thy garner to abide;
Come, with all Thine angels come, raise the glorious harvest home.

Friday, October 25, 2013

Life As of Late

I started my new job about 2 weeks ago at a bakery in a local grocery store. The hours are taking some getting used to, but I really like the job.  Most days I go in at 2am and then get off between 8 and 9.  I've never worked 3rd shift before this, but I can tell already that I like it a lot more than 2nd shift!  My main job right now is frying and glazing the doughnuts.  After I'm done with that, I help to make sure the shelves are stocked with pies, cookies, etc. ;)


Harvest is starting to slow down a tad here.   I love the smell of harvest.  The earthy smell of the corn, dusty smell of the beans, sweet smell of hay.  This year it really hit me of how privileged I am to be a part of it (not that I do any of the actual harvesting).  When I take my walks in the evening,  I know most of the people who pass me hauling implements or driving the grain trucks or the tractors/combines.  Even if I don't know them, they still wave.  It's the small things. :)  I just can't imagine living in bigger cities, not knowing who my neighbors are or how my food originally started out.


The past couple of days it's been spitting snow...and rain and sleet (if you want to see all kinds of weather in just one day, you really need to visit the Midwest).  When I left work this morning there was a dusting of snow on my truck.  The trees are changing in stages.  I was kind of disappointed that the colors weren't more vibrant this year.  It seems that two or three kinds of trees will change colors, then a storm will come and blow them all away, then the next round of trees will change. 

I made my first pumpkin recipe of the season last weekend!  I'm trying to sort through all my pumpkin recipes and decide what to make next.  It all sounds so good! 

Friday, September 27, 2013

Stones Trace {2013}

Every September there is a fair nearby that celebrates the pioneers and Indians that lived in this area around 150 years ago.  This year, Grandma, Mom, and I were able to participate.  We were able to demonstrate some of the needle work that the women would have done during the Civil War-era.  Grandma hand quilted, Mom embroidered, and I crocheted.

All day, there are different groups, bands, or individuals who come up and perform for about 20 minutes at a time.  One of my favorites were the cloggers.  They make it look so easy.  

A guy from the 'militia'.  They would raise and lower the flag at opening and closing.  Then sound the cannon at every hour.

This is pretty much a flea market. Anyone who is selling or demonstrating has to be in period correct outfits and live like they would have 150 years ago. 

The tent we were demonstrating in.  On the left is the DAR booth.  Then on the right is where we were demonstrating our needle work.  There were other ladies demonstrating elsewhere, but since we all knew each other they let us sit together :)

Along with my family, there was another lady in the tent making penny rugs.  It was really neat to hear the history behind them

Penny rug demonstrator ;)


Mother dearest 
(who is going to kill me for putting this up.  Love you Mom! ;) )

The DAR side of the tent.

Also while we were demonstrating, we had 'apprentices'.  We had 4 middle school girls come over during the two days and their goal was to learn about needlework.  I was able to teach two girls how to crochet (which wasn't as hard as I thought it would be).