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The Last Sin Eater

“I need his help, Miz Elda!”

“It is expedient for us, that one man should die for the people, and that the whole nation perish not.”

“…He takes sin into himself. He eats it, doesn’t he? So it becomes a part of him, don’t it? And he’s been at it so long, thar ain’t nothing left of whatever he was before.”

Ten-year-old Cadi Forbes is heavy burdened with her past. It weighs heavily on her heart, and Francine Rivers uses the term “heartsick,” many times in her novel to describe what’s ailing Cadi.
At her grandmother’s funeral, Cadi hears and sees the Sin Eater, who these Welsh immigrants believe “eats” their sin. Desperate to be forgiven, Cadi searches for the Sin Eater, soon joining up with Fagan Kai.
But plans change.
Cadi finds the Sin Eater, and he tries to take away her sins, but Cadi feels no different after the ritual.

“What con I do to show I’m sorry? I’d do anything. Is there no forgiveness for one such as me, Sin Eater? What con I do to make up for what I did?”
“Ye con do right from here on, Cadi…”
“I try so hard, but that don’t change what’s been done already.”

But there’s a man new to the valley, the Man of God, as they call him. Fagan’s father, known as “the Kai” to those in the valley, rules the valley and tells everyone to stay away from the Man of God. In order to escape from his father’s cruelty as well as to disobey his father, Fagan listens to the Man of God. Cadi goes to listen to keep a promise she made.
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Fagan and Cadi meet the Man of God
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Fagan stands with the Man of God.

*spoiler warning*
Cadi and Fagan find hope in hearing the Man of God. Brogan Kai had warned the Man of God to get off of his land, and when the Man of God doesn’t leave, he comes in the night and kills him. Fagan stands against the Kai, fighting for Truth.
Instead of listening to his son, the Kai beats Fagan as well. Cadi takes Fagan to safety, where they consider where to go next.
Cadi takes Truth to the Sin Eater, and he casts aside what he thought had been his fate, and embraces the Ultimate Sin Eater, Jesus, finally answering his pressing question - “Who’ll take my sins away, Cadi Forbes?”
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The secrets people in the valley hold come out, and Fagan stands up for Jesus speaking the Gospel to the valley, and they turn away from the Sin Eater.

*/spoilers*

This is a beautifully written book… inspiring among other things. If you haven’t read it already, I highly recommend reading it. The change that takes place Cadi and Fagan and Fagan’s character are incredible to read about… but it’s at the same time very sad because of how lost these people are.

The movie is also quite good. Parts struck me as more powerful in the movie, others were more powerful in the book. Plus their accents are pretty cool. :D
However, the movie (and the book not really either) I wouldn’t say are good for kids under 12.

They’re full of quotes on sorrow, fear, standing for truth…
Words right now aren’t just coming to describe it. :)

“Death is all around me… It’s right here with me.”

“So is life. You must choose.”

“The Kai… the Kai is all powerful.”

“The Kai is but a man. A poor, broken, frightened man who needs the truth as much as you do.”

“All suffer. It’s one long test of faith, refining you for what you were meant to be.”

“What con I do to show I’m sorry? I’d do anything. Is there no forgiveness for one such as me, Sin Eater? What con I do to make up for what I did?”
“Ye con do right from here on, Cadi…”

“I try so hard, but that don’t change what’s been done already.”

“Some of their sins I knew, Cadi. Like everyone else knew. Some sins are as plain as day. Others are hidden deep into the very heart. Those are the worst. The secret sins are like a cancer to the soul.”

“Satan wants to sift you. Do not think that because you have given your life to Jesus and been saved that the battle is over. The Lord himself went out into the wilderness, remember? And so it has begun. Satan will prey upon your doubts and fears and try to drive you away from the Lord your God, for it is your heart he wants and your mind he will attack. Remember he is the father of lies and a murderer.”

“We can’t think about what could happen. We gotta think about what God wants us to do. We’re going to face him someday, Cadi. You and me, standing before the Lord almighty. You want to tell him you knew his Son died for everyone in this valley and ye dinna tell anyone but one? Jesus knew what it’d cost him, Cadi, and he knows what it’s gonna cost you. The fear ain’t coming from Jesus, Cadi, it’s coming from my pa. Ye can’t let him hold ye back from doing what ye ken we have to do. Ye cannot withhold the truth. If ye do, it ain’t God ye’re serving, it’ll be the Kai. And there’s no hope for any of us if ye let him lead ye.”

“It weren’t humble reasons that made either of ye go. It wasn’t ‘cause either of you was any better than anyone else. Seems to e, it’s pure selfishness that brings us within hearing distance of the truth, and then God has his way with us, don’t he? He knows the ones already that’ll come looking for him, and he even lights the way. It all begins and ends with him. So I reckon God’s going to get done with us whatever he wants done.”

“If God can raise Jesus, don’t ye think He can look after ye and Cadi, too? Ain’t he already looked after ye? Ye two have been chosen to be his witnesses, and this is the day the Lord has made. Not tomorrow or the day after. Not next week or next month or next year. Now!”

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Kyleigh

Henty, anyone?

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We brought 67 of 70 G.A. Henty books back from the states this summer… in suitcases, too. It was fun packing them, but now comes the even more fun of reading them…
Nate still refuses to read them even though I tell him to go read one whenever he’s bored. (which happens quite a bit).

Cait (and here gave me this award. Thank you Cait! I love you! :)
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Now to pass it on to 5 bloggers…

Anna - Inside the Treehouse - a good friend from the states… I love reading your blog, Anna. I’m really sorry most of you won’t be able to click and go there, Anna has it set to read by invite only.

Autumn - again, sorry you can’t read it… I enjoy reading Autumn’s blog just as much as reading Anna’s.

Eric Novak - The Voice of Experience - Eric, your blog has been very encouraging to me, and I like reading people’s thoughts on different issues.

Kalipay - again, I like reading people’s thoughts on different things…

Joy - an Arwen-Undomiel forum friend… great and thought-provoking blog.

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Yesterday after Church we drove (up? down?) to Al Ain for a prayer meeting. I was really tired after being up late on both Wednesday and Thursday nights, and Friday mom, dad, Cait, and I were all fasting, so with my blood sugar really low I was really tired most of the time. Watching the kids kinda woke me up a little, and then we went to the mall for dinner - I had shwarma (yay!) and ice cream.

Only about a month until we go to the states to see dad’s side of the family. I’m looking forward to it, but need to start ordering things like reeds and things I want that are hard to get here. I also need new oboe music, but I can’t find both books anywhere. I’m excited, though, because one’s a concerto… I haven’t heard it, but just the sound of “concerto” is cool and exciting. :P

Plus I’ve been restless again, longing to get out and wander. I hope I can bring my cloak to the states, cuz at Kevin and Kristen’s there’s a perfect place for wandering in a cloak. :)

- Kyleigh

Jesus, Thank You

This past week was really long, to say the least.
I had a lot of schoolwork, and on top of that a lot of other things going on - visiting people, reading, and a worship conference.
The conference was really good. It was held at Church and there were two main sessions on Band arrangement, and what worship is and the character of a worship leader (and a worshiper in general). Everyone could pick two seminars, and I chose the guitar one and the song writing one - both were good in different ways… though I’m still really struggling with finding strumming patterns in songs - I just can’t seem to “feel it” and get past the basic beat… it’s really frustrating.

After the conference we came home to get ready for the N’s to come over. The N’s are like an answered prayer… when the house next door opened up we were praying sooo hard for a homeschooling, Christian family to move in next door. Ok, so other people moved in next door, but the N’s are a homeschooling, Christian family (think Vision Forum-type people… YAAAAAYYYY!!!)… with six kids. Their dad works for the same company as daddy, and so if a house in our compound opens up, they might move in. We’re all praying really hard. :)
Anyway, they came over for dinner on Saturday night. I watched their 2-year old for a while before dinner, and then after dinner their oldest son, C, Nate, and I played Settlers of Catan. Nate and I had a good time teaching C how to play, and we talked some about chess, Rubik’s cubes and then later the tendencies of animated movies.
Then we had a time of worship with our 2 families, which was really fun and really encouraging… (although it only added to being frustrated with guitar). They taught us a song called “Jesus, Thank You,” which is now my favorite song (that, Sweetly Broken, Carried to the Table, and True Love)

The mystery of the cross I cannot comprehend
The agonies of Calvary
You the perfect Holy One, crushed Your Son
Who drank the bitter cup reserved for me

Your blood has washed away my sin
Jesus, thank You
The Father’s wrath completely satisfied
Jesus, thank You
Once Your enemy, now seated at Your table
Jesus, thank You

By Your perfect sacrifice I’ve been brought near
Your enemy You’ve made Your friend
Pouring out the riches of Your glorious grace
Your mercy and Your kindness know no end

Lover of my soul
I want to live for You

I’ve been doing some graphics lately, too:
Bella sig set -
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Viking Quest banner -
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This week is also looking pretty full… I think until I finish SAT math review I’m going to have pretty full days - meaning about another week at least before things slow down. Oh well, it’s a good kind of busy. :)
I’m playing in Submerge on Thursday night (pray for that, humility for me and patience for others working with me!), Wednesday I have oboe, I have a history test tomorrow, and a physics test on Thursday… kinda freaking out about all of that.

Over’n'out
- Kilo-Yankee

Viking Quest.

PhotobucketI finished my yearly reading of Viking Quest on Saturday morning. I love those books so much… they’re actually starting to fall apart, I read them so much.
Each time I get something more out of them, each time I’m struck with the beauty of the story line and the character development and the character that the characters have.

They’re written by Lois Walfrid Johnson, a series of 5 books. I was 12 when I got the first one, and have read them at least once a year since then, especially right after we moved. I’ve always felt a really strong connection with the characters for various reasons.

Set in Ireland, the first book starts out with Briana O’Toole (Bree) turning 13. (connection 1 - I was turning 13 in about 5 months). Having lived in Ireland her whole life, she was longing to see what lay “beyond the next mountain.” (connection 2 - So was I… oddly enough we moved 4 months later).
Vikings raid their village of Glendalough, and Bree and her brother Dev(in) are taken prisoner by a 14-year-old named Mikkel, the son of a chieftain in Norway.
So much happens between the end of the first book and the end of the fifth - Bree, Dev, and Mikkel mature so much and deepen relationships with each other - and God.
Bree struggles with wanting to go home and wanting to be free and keeping a secret from the Vikings. (connection 3 - when we first moved, I wanted to go home so bad… but then like Bree, I started to get used to it and wondered what it’d be like now if I went back).
Mikkel has a secret he’s hiding, and both he and Bree struggle with hate.
As their character builds, so does the plot…

I can’t even stop talking about these, and my words by no means do these books justice. Even though they’re geared towards younger teens, I still love these books so much I get these urges partway through each year just to read them, and I never ever ever want them to end.
There’s so much wisdom in these books… they’ve played such a big role in my life I can’t even identify everything.

My family can tell you I’m so obsessed with these books - we went to MiniEurope in Belgium… and the Ireland exhibit was the Glendalough monastery. I read that in the book and just about went Berserk (OOPS. I did not mean that… haha… Vikings, Berserkers… ‘my bad).
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I was listening to Beauty and the Beast as I did the floors the other day, and “How Long Must This Go On,” started playing. I immediately thought of Mikkel, feeling remorse after the Viking raid:

“How long must this go on?
This cruel trick of fate?
I simply made one careless wrong decision…
…An object of revulsion and derision
Hated;
Is there no one
Who can show me
How to win the world’s forgiveness?”

So sue me if I make weird connections, but I’ve been thinking so much about Viking Quest lately - this time around it made me think a lot more, understanding more deeply what characters are feeling and what’s going on than I ever had before.

One more final thought: I love the character of the guys in these books. It saddens me that not more young men are gentlemen - even that they’re not really young men as much as they are teenagers. We were watching a movie last night and during pause Cait and I were talking, and Cait made a comment “Guys don’t look like men anymore.” Sadly, I agreed. Part of it is just that they don’t spend long hours working outside.
Something I love about Viking Quest is that by the end Dev and Mikkel are only Nineteen/twenty. Yet by then, and even earlier, they have the character of godly Christian men. I wish there were more young men like them around today. :(

Courage to win.
Jesus is our Savior, Lord and King. (Eh, Twizzler?)

- Kyleigh

My thumb hurts. It’s been hurting since Friday morning. I’m wearing the thumb brace (again, *sigh*) and hoping it goes away soon because I can’t play piano when it hurts like this, it’s done it before.
And I have no idea what causes it, which is the worst part.

Yesterday was a long day. It was a good day, but a long day.
I ran sound at Oasis on Thursday, which was an adventure… and I really didn’t do much, Miss Elaine did most of it while Sarah and I watched and listened.

Friday after Church we had a girls’ get together at our house. Around 27 girls from Oasis came, and we had ice cream and pizza, played “I’ve Never,” “Bus Stop,” and “Signs.”
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“Let’s build houses for our Barbies!”

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“Short sleeves are in style.”

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Then we had Volleyball (which was good, apart from my thumb) and loaded up for Waterworks.
Waterworks was amazing. We split Highschoolers and Jr. High, and talked about 5 Characteristics of a Godly leader and how it applies to Oasis and at our schools. Afterwards a bunch of us sat around talking about 9/11, the course of the world, and the elections.

Wednesday I had an oboe lesson. It was pretty good, I’m going to do a term with that teacher and then go from there - he’s not amazing or anything, but I got spoiled at Csehy. Also, I may get to take guitar lessons from a guy who will come to our house - meaning this school year I may get to take the Gr.5 theory exam and the Gr.8 plectrum guitar exam… which would be nice, because then if I were ever to teach I could say what I have instead of just “I’ve played for so-many years.”

Some pictures from the family camera from Europe:
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Friends in Holland and their amazing cats. :)
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Delft

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Candace in the stocks. :P

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The Castle in Luxembourg
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Drop something?

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These fish were so weird…

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Biking
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Cait and I being goofy.
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These things were soooo good.

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Eating before going up to one of the castles

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Candace

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In Mittenwalden

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Playmobil Fun Park
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In Rothenburg
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Up the Zukspitz
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Can you guess how cold it was?

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Aboard the Amsterdam.
I love how it looks like I’m looking at a map (I’m not, it’s the guide to the ship).

I kinda miss being a wanderer.

God bless
Kyleigh

Metronomes and Facebook.

Two somewhat random things I’ve been thinking about lately… (be afraid?)

I figured since I’ve been asked so many times these past two months if I have a Facebook, I’d write up a “why I’m not on Facebook.”
I just thought of all of this yesterday, when I read these two quotes in a topic on the Rebelution forum.
So people ask why I’m not on Facebook, and I say I think it’d be too addicting for me and take time away from God… they say they don’t find that.
First quote: (John Wesley’s Mother)

“Take this rule: whatever weakens your reason, impairs the tenderness of your conscience, obscures your sense of God or takes off your relish of spiritual things; in short, whatever increase the strength and authority of your body over your mind, that thing is sin to YOU, however innocent it may be in itself”"

Second quote: (Jerry Bridges)

“Years ago a friend gave me what he called his ‘Formula: How to Know Right from Wrong.’ The formula asks four questions based on three verses in 1 Corinthians:
- ‘Everything is permissible for me –but not everything is beneficial’ (1 Corinthians 6:12). Question 1: Is it helpful –physically, spiritually, and mentally?
- ‘Everything is permissible for me –but I will not be mastered by anything’ (1 Corinthians 6:12). Question 2: Does it bring me under its power?
- ‘Therefore, if what I eat causes my brother to fall into sin, I will never eat meat again, so that I will not cause him to fall’ (1 Corinthians 8:13). Question 3: Does it hurt others?
- ‘So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God’ (1 Corinthians 10:31). Question 4: Does it glorify God?”

So now people who ask me why I don’t have Facebook won’t just get an “Cuz I’m an anti-social unsocialized non-facebooker homeschooler!” (after which I receive VERY strange looks from people). But they’ll get a discursus on the subject instead. (look that word up if you don’t know it; it’s a good word).

Secondly, I was practicing piano today and using the metronome (do I hear a bunch of other “ICK!” from out there? :P). Anyway, I was having some trouble with counting and running ahead of it, then slowing back down, struggling to stay with it. (admittedly, I did the same thing while practicing oboe…).
Suddenly I thought of something Layne and Mr. Rawleigh were talking about at Csehy - Layne had mentioned how his year had been really up and down, and then Mr. Rawleigh reminded us that even though our lives fluctuate, God’s right there, constant, in the middle of it all. (What a comfort!) Also, we may be trying to go faster or slower than He wants us to go - but remember, it’s all in His timing. Always His timing, not ours. I’ve been realizing that and noticing God in the little things recently - even just the placing of my Rubik’s cube yesterday - I hadn’t done the dishes after lunch, and my Rubik’s cube was sitting right by the dishwasher… so to get there I had to pass the sink filled with dirty dishes… and put them in the dishwasher before I picked up my cube.
God in the little things… not just coincidence.

Nanowrimo starts in 51 days. I can’t wait!
I have an oboe lesson Wednesday at 3:30. Pray it goes well, it’s with a different teacher than last year, and I really hope he’s a good teacher, because we only have one other option…

God bless
Kyleian

Plastic Pearls.

Kelly Hayes told this story during chapel one day at Csehy… and the other day I was thinking about it again, especially with thoughts on fear being triggered again at the conference after talking about suffering in small groups.

There’s a story about a little girl and her dad who went to the dollar store one day. As they were leaving, she saw a beautiful plastic pearl necklace. Every week she would work hard at home and save what she earned until finally she had enough to get the plastic pearls.
When she has saved up enough, she and her dad go back to the dollar store and buy the plastic pearls. Her father puts them on her, and she wore them everywhere, to school, at home, to Church. People began to know her as “the little girl with the pearls.”
One night after praying with Stephanie and tucking her into bed, her father asks her,
“Do you love me?”
“Oh yes, I love you Daddy.”
“Then give me your pearls.”
“No, daddy, I can’t do that.”
The very next night, after praying for his daughter and tucking her into bed, he asks her,
“Do you trust me?”
“I trust you Daddy.”
“Then will you give me your pearls? I know you love them but may I have them?”
“No Daddy! Please don’t ask me to give you my pearls.”
This went on for many nights, and each night she refused.

Then one night, her father walked into her room to find her on the bed, sobbing, her fist clenched tightly. He kneels by her bed, and she opens her hand.
“Here, daddy.” She drops the plastic pearls onto his hand.
“Thank you, honey. I love you.” Then he takes a box out of his pocket and hands it to his daughter. She opens it, and her daddy takes out a real pearl necklace. “I love you, sweetie.” He puts the necklace on her and she beams.

Kelly told it a lot better than I just wrote it out, but you get the basic idea…
what are the plastic pearls you’re holding onto?

I drew a bunch of pearls on a piece of paper once and wrote the things I tend to hold back from God on them, then I prayed that He’d take them all away and replace them with great joy and a firmer foundation in my life.
Don’t waste your life holding on to cheap, plastic things that will melt and fade away.
Give them up to God; He’ll replace them with great joy…

- Ky

SCHOOL! :D

School started today. :D
Overall it’s been a pretty good day so far…
I got up and stretched briefly, then did Bible, History, Literature and started French before breakfast (no, I’m not insane - we eat breakfast at 9 AM…). After breakfast I did Pre-Calculus, Physics, music Theory, and Arabic, then read for half an hour on the exercise bike.
Somehow I managed to do all that and all of my chores before lunch time… so now I just have music left.
*sigh*
I love school. I have more work to do tomorrow, so I shouldn’t be bored at all… :D
Physics was amazing so far, and not too hard to wrap my head around, and the math was lots easier than chemistry. Pre-Cal so far is a piece of cake, so is literature.

Ramadan starts tomorrow (probably).
Scary that this is our third Ramadan here and my third birthday here already, it doesn’t seem like we’ve lived here that long. But it’s true, we have, and I love it. :)

Books I read this summer…
Mary Emma And Company, The Fields of Home, Shaking the Nickel Bush, The Dry Divide - Ralph Moody
The Austere Academy, The Ersatz Elevator, The Vile Village, the Hostile Hospital- Lemony Snicket
Les Miserables - Victor Hugo (that book is more profound each time you read it!)
Safely Home - Randy Alcorn (READ IT :D)
Horsefeathers! Series - Dandi Daley Mackall
The Case for Christ - Lee Strobel
Beyond the Veil - Gulshan Esther
Cry, The Beloved Country - Alan Paton
Jungle Pilot
Beautiful Girlhood - Mabel Hale
Winnie the Horsegentler - Dandi Daley Mackall
The Cat of Bubastes, Beric the Briton - G.A. Henty
The Man in the Iron Mask, The 3 Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas
Prince Caspian, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader - C.S. Lewis

And if you’re bored, a few goofy videos you should watch…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jwVslAo8Cz8 (typical Bollywood…)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nIybz6axr1Q
The hummus one is filmed in some familiar territory to me, Shatila, New Yasmeen Bakery, and Cedarland Restaurant are places we lived by in Michigan… Cedarland was right across from the library, which was easily in walking distance from our house.

I should go practice music… :)

Ky

Yes, we’re home… after 3 weeks of wandering around Germany, Austria, Holland, Belgium, and Luxembourg.
It was a really fun time, with family and friends… I’ll get into more details later, but the conference was the best part - sadly I can’t say much about it for security reasons (really stinks).

I’m working on getting pictures up on Photobucket, but it’s being really slow, so here are the best shots.

August 6- We flew into Germany last night, and drove to Rothenburg right away.
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(inside the wall)
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This morning we drove into town and walked around the wall, then went down into where the shops were. Nate, Dad, and I went to the Crime and Punishment (torture) museum. It was quite interesting, but parts were really disgusting. It was neat to see how life was back then, though.
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(on the way back to meet mom, Cait, and Candace we stopped at a weaponry store…)
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I kept thinking about what Rothenburg would have been like during the Middle Ages… :D
Then we drove for a while and went to the Playmobil FunPark.Admittedly, Nate and Candace weren’t the only ones who had fun… I still like to play with Playmobil, and they had a ship for the pirates
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Now we’re driving to Munich.

August 7 Woke up, then Nate, Dad, and I walked around the town we were in in search of breakfast. We didn’t find anything, so we took a bus into Munich.We went into the town hall (amazing gothic architecture); then into the church (amazing organ and stained glass), then got truffles and walked back to the town hall to go up to the tower.
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Cait, Candace, mom, and I went to the market and got yummy food; then went to the Jewish History museum.
After getting ice cream, we went back to the hotel.
My feet hurt sooo bad. The conference starts tomorrow - I’m almost as excited as I was for Csehy.

August 8LUFTHANSA PILOTS STRIKE.
So we took a train from Munich to Zwolle instead… leaving at 3 AM, arriving at the conference at around 1. I got my stuff unloaded, showered, and then talked with people and played frisbee some… reconnected with tons of old friends.
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August 9-15
The conference - days filled with small groups, sessions, games, singing… teasing…

August 17-18 Belgium! We spent one day in Brussels, seeing the flower carpet and walking around town… and getting waffles and fries.
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YUMMY. We saw some of dad’s friends from the Navy, went to MiniEurope, and walked around Ghent.
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(Glendalough!)
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(Ghent)
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(flower carpet)
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(Nate and I on a train)

August 19 Went on an amazing bike ride.
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August 20We went into Amsterdam… after a canal boat tour we walked around the Amsterdam, a replica of an Dutch East Indies trading ship… it was amazing. Then we went to the Rijktmuseum and ate Pannenkuchen and drove back to where we were staying.
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August 21 Drove to Haarlem and Delft - in Haarlem we got cheese and went to the Beje, which was really neat to see again, especially now that I fully comprehend what was all going on.
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August 22-24 Drove to near the border of Holland and Luxembourg. We had dinner with friends, then in the morning went to Aachen to see the Church where Charlemagne was buried. Then we went to a castle in Luxembourg, then a memorial to the Battle of the Bulge. That was pretty cool, because my great grandfather was there, 78th division… on Sunday we went to Church with friends then drove back to where we were staying, packed, and drove to Amsterdam.
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August 25 Flew to Munich, drove to the Zugspitze and took a tram up to the top and looked around… and got freeeezing cold. We also walked over into Austria for a few minutes. We took another tram down to a glacier and went into a little chapel… we sang “A Mighty Fortress is Our God,” and “How Great Thou Art” as a family, then took a cogwheel train back down to the car. We found our Bed and Breakfast and then walked around the town it was in.
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August 26 Drove to 2 castles… my German spelling is terrible, so I won’t even try. They were coolest from the outside, but inside they were really pretty and intricately painted. We drove to Frankfurt and flew home… good to be back. :D
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Walking back from the castles some guy was busking with a bassoon
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driving to Frankfurt
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Got cheese?

Memories - from the conference and otherwise:
- being completely obsessed with Sudoku for a few days
- listening to Jonathan Park in the car
- Biking
- Reading G.A. Henty and Alexandre Dumas
- Biking
- Frites and Belgian Waffles
- going on rides at the amusement park the youth went to
- playing President/Janitor/Big Bus Little Bus
- Singing on the Bus
- Leading worship for the youth with a bunch of other people
- Reminiscing
- A very powerful Tuesday night at the conference
- Good conversations
- Swing dancing.
- Playing Ultimate
- Being made a priest… it’s a long story…

Now I’m happily back in home sweet home.
5 days till school starts (HURRAH!)… and Oasis starts tomorrow night, with a waterworks meeting Friday night.
Very excited…

Krazy Kyleigh

(there will probably be a few more pictures after I get the ones Daddy and Cait took).

The Unwanted.

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Each day approximately 13 children between the ages of 1 and 4 die.

Each year 4,785 children will die.
2,967 from disease and malformation, 1,641 from unintentional injuries.

377 die from assault and homicide.

But that isn’t all of the children. There are thousands that are not counted.

Each day approximately 3,700 unborn children die.

Each year 1.37 Million unborn children will die.
13,700 as a result of rape or incest, 82,000 as a result health complications

1,274,100 will die because they aren’t wanted.

ProLT and T.F.G

If we act now a new generation may live.

ProLife Teenagers

The Unwanted

(video by Eric Novak)

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