Not really sure what to write this time around...
Life is crazy right now. Or as usual for my life. I am 6 weeks away from finishing school forever. Or at least until I decide to get my masters. But 6 weeks is what I am looking towards and longing for the end of. I surprisingly don't have a ton of assignments to finish. I really only have 4 written assignments with a few short, Biology exams thrown in here and there. But my 3 of my 4 written papers are huge and unfortunately, I have no desire to write any of them. I have been working on the research for them. But as soon as I sit down to start writing, I go blank and end up staring at the screen, longing for words, for as long as two or three hours before I decide to watch a movie, go for a run, read a book or just go to sleep. It's terrible. And not a good thing for me to settle into in these last 6 weeks. Especially since one of the papers is due next week before I head out to Rhode Island for Week of E. But they will get done. They always do. I just hope I can find some motivation and soon.
I haven't really written lately. Mostly because there hasn't been a lot to write about. And I haven't really known what to say in regards to what I have wanted to write about. So I am going to attempt to get some thoughts out now and I'm sorry if it doesn't make sense or seems to not really be from me. I promise you it is.
I am known by some of my friends here at school for having made an interesting statement. I honestly don't remember the context of this comment being made, but it was made nonetheless and has made us all laugh every time it is brought up. I said, "I don't have a heart for Asia." And later changed that to "I don't have a heart for Africa." I said this because at the time it was true. I have always been in love with Latin America and had no desire to go anywhere else to do ministry. Well, that has begun to be changed and broken in me. I am beginning to find a love for China. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it for a few weeks. And it's beginning to overwhelm me to say the least.
I have been reading a lot about the Chapman family (Steven Curtis and Mary Beth) and the ministry that they started to help families wanting to adopt. They started an organization called "Show Hope" (check out https://www.showhope.com) named after their daughter, Shaohannah and recently opened "Maria's Big House of Hope" in honor of their daughter, Maria Sue who passed a way a few years ago. The ministry is incredible and I have read over the site entirely (two or three times in fact). And every time, I just fall more and more in love with it. Maria's Big House of Hope is a home that was built in China to provide a home for children under the age of five who are labeled "special needs." The building can house 125 orphans, all the staff and visitors. There is a full-time doctor and nursing staff. One floor (there are 6 total) is equipped like a hospital and can perform minor surgeries for the children (i.e. cleft palate). And there is so much more to it. You can find out more at the Show Hope website above.
Well, I have fallen in love with the beautiful faces of the Chinese children at Maria's Big House of Hope. And now, I want to go. I want to work with Show Hope. I want to travel to Luoyang Province and hold the children and love on them in any way possible. I want to go so badly. I haven't been able to get them off of my mind. I have thought about the adoptions that the Chapman family work to see happen, especially with some of the kids at Maria's Big House. And I wonder if I would be able to care for a child with special needs as a mom one day. I know that it would be a crazy adventure. But it would be one that I would gladly take if it meant that one more child got to find a forever family.
So there it is. My thoughts for the last couple of weeks. China. Not Peru. Not Ecuador. Not Mexico. China. An Asian country. The place I always said I would never go or love. Funny how God throws statements and thoughts like that out the window when a child's face pops into the picture. I have no idea what will happen with all of this. I have no idea if I will get to go to China. I would love to. And maybe that'll be my next big trip after Peru. Who knows?
This is a picture of Maria's Big House of Hope in Luoyang Province, China.
Amazing isn't it?
I haven't really written lately. Mostly because there hasn't been a lot to write about. And I haven't really known what to say in regards to what I have wanted to write about. So I am going to attempt to get some thoughts out now and I'm sorry if it doesn't make sense or seems to not really be from me. I promise you it is.
I am known by some of my friends here at school for having made an interesting statement. I honestly don't remember the context of this comment being made, but it was made nonetheless and has made us all laugh every time it is brought up. I said, "I don't have a heart for Asia." And later changed that to "I don't have a heart for Africa." I said this because at the time it was true. I have always been in love with Latin America and had no desire to go anywhere else to do ministry. Well, that has begun to be changed and broken in me. I am beginning to find a love for China. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it for a few weeks. And it's beginning to overwhelm me to say the least.
I have been reading a lot about the Chapman family (Steven Curtis and Mary Beth) and the ministry that they started to help families wanting to adopt. They started an organization called "Show Hope" (check out https://www.showhope.com) named after their daughter, Shaohannah and recently opened "Maria's Big House of Hope" in honor of their daughter, Maria Sue who passed a way a few years ago. The ministry is incredible and I have read over the site entirely (two or three times in fact). And every time, I just fall more and more in love with it. Maria's Big House of Hope is a home that was built in China to provide a home for children under the age of five who are labeled "special needs." The building can house 125 orphans, all the staff and visitors. There is a full-time doctor and nursing staff. One floor (there are 6 total) is equipped like a hospital and can perform minor surgeries for the children (i.e. cleft palate). And there is so much more to it. You can find out more at the Show Hope website above.
Well, I have fallen in love with the beautiful faces of the Chinese children at Maria's Big House of Hope. And now, I want to go. I want to work with Show Hope. I want to travel to Luoyang Province and hold the children and love on them in any way possible. I want to go so badly. I haven't been able to get them off of my mind. I have thought about the adoptions that the Chapman family work to see happen, especially with some of the kids at Maria's Big House. And I wonder if I would be able to care for a child with special needs as a mom one day. I know that it would be a crazy adventure. But it would be one that I would gladly take if it meant that one more child got to find a forever family.
So there it is. My thoughts for the last couple of weeks. China. Not Peru. Not Ecuador. Not Mexico. China. An Asian country. The place I always said I would never go or love. Funny how God throws statements and thoughts like that out the window when a child's face pops into the picture. I have no idea what will happen with all of this. I have no idea if I will get to go to China. I would love to. And maybe that'll be my next big trip after Peru. Who knows?
This is a picture of Maria's Big House of Hope in Luoyang Province, China.Amazing isn't it?
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