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Showing posts with label missions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label missions. Show all posts

Thursday, September 29, 2022

Deployment Send Off

 

 

Hello Friends, 

This weekend we will be attending the deployment send off for our son and the rest of the deploying soldiers.

 

 Our prayers for our troops.

157th MEB & 357th Signal Co 

 

The send off is to provide a time for state, brigade and battalion senior leadership the opportunity to recognize and thank the Soldiers and their Families for their service and dedication to the state of Wisconsin and country as they embark on the federal overseas mission.

 ♥

Carla

 


Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Sharing Popcorn


We live about three miles from Barron, Wisconsin. Barron has become the home to many Somalians.I am not exactly sure of how they stared to move to Barron, but I do know it had something to do with the employment opportunity they received from the Turkey Store. It has created tension for some, opportunity for some and confusion for many.

Sharing Popcorn
My story starts with a little girl named Josie. She is the little sister of my boys friends Drew and McKenna. She is an outgoing little girl, full of love and mischief.
Saturday was our first Soccer game. Sam was busy playing soccer, we were busy watching the game and Josie was busy sharing popcorn. 
The soccer game was held on the field located close to the apartment complex that houses most of the Somalian population of Barron. Several of the Somalian children were watching the game or playing with the other kids. Atticus was busy playing with some of the boys and girls. Josie made friends with one of the Somalian girls, they played together, visited and eventually sat in the lawn chair next to me, sharing a bag of popcorn Josie's dad bought her.
I smiled and I thought...it could be that easy. We could simply share a bag of popcorn! If we would let it be that easy. Difference in culture, not understanding each other and  putting up walls. Both sides are guilty.

I pray for the Somalian people of Barron. The boys have had opportunity to reach out to some of the kids, they are so receptive and are so thankful for the friendship we show.

Thank you Josie for sharing that bag of popcorn!

Let's not get tired of doing what is good, for at the right time we will reap a harvest - if we do not give up.
Galatians 6:9

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Ukraine continued


We took a day to treat another group of children, from the Sonshine House...an orphanage just outside of Kiev. We met the children at the train station. The train station was heavily guarded with soilders carrying big guns! We met up with the children and all were excited to meet us. We treated them to a day out. We took a boat ride, ate at McDonalds!!! (eating at McDonalds is a big thing for little kids all around the world) and went to an amusment park. 

My roommate during the missions trip...pictured above is with a little girl named Maria. I am below with Elia and Vassa. We went boating. It as a little scary for me, because when we started out Vassa was rowing, he is the older boy in the photo. But he began to panic about the water. He did not like being out on the water, he tried to get out. He was rocking the boat. Note we do not have life jackets on. Seat belts, life jackets and many other things are not used in Ukraine, like they are in the United States. I had to calm him down and switch places with him, with out flipping the boat. With the help of Elia, we did it. Elia became my buddy for the day. He reminded me of my little boys back at home. Of course that made me cry. But I was so happy to give him love and attention. He loved maps. When I got back, I mailed him a package with several maps enclosed. I marked the Wisconsin map for him of where I lived.
Our group and the kids from the Sonshine House.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Ukraine continued

We were able to treat the kids to an outing. One of the outings was camping. We took them camping on an island. Yes, the tents you see are the tents we slept in. 
Having fun. 
Looking back at the city of Kiev from the island

Soccer! The favorite game!! They played in the tall grass.
Me, having a little talk, with Maria. We played ball together and laughed at each other. It was fun. We could not understand each other, but both had a great time.
My roommate Erica, painting nails. We brought fun stuff to do with the girls. They loved it. It would have been great to know Russian. I only know a little. Enough to find out what your name is. Let you know what my name is and a little more. But activities like this was enjoyed by all of us. A smile goes along way and just giving your attention.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Ukraine



The Isolator Kids...and how do you break the ice? If you have read my past Ukraine posts, I explained the Isolator Kids are the kids right off the street. Shaved heads...lice check...wild...due to street life. So how do you break the ice? I brought sidewalk chalk. It did not matter if the kids were 4 or 16 they were interested in it. Stickers as well, some had never seen such things. Slowly they started to come and look us over. It was a little scary, especially when one tried to steal my camera out of my back pocket. You learned to say NO aggressively to the Isolator Kids. You had to or they knew they could intimidate you. As time went on, they wanted to talk. I only know a bit of Russian. We had one translator...she did her best getting around to us to help us carry on conversations.

Of course a soccer ball helps. Soccer is Football in Ukraine...and they are good! They all wanted to see if they could beat the American Boys! They did...our boys did a great job. I was so proud of the group of California Teens I went with.
Dasha, our little girl we loved so much. She took the longest to break the ice. She wanted everything we had, but was scared of us at first. Of course a little girl like this breaks your heart when you have to leave to go home. She is looking at you with tears in her eyes. I just prayed she had a great two weeks while we were there, and that we planted a seed.
American Games...we brought as many as we could. We took them out of the box and even tore some of them apart and re-built them once we got to the shelter. We brought so many items for the kids. So you will see me wearing the same shirt in many photos. :-) We brought supplies for them and a few clothes for us.
A bible story and song. I love the smiles! The young lady in the pink shorts with the dark sandals was our translator, Natasha. She was very will with cancer...she was one of the young children caught up in the fallout.

Crafts! The big hit. The kids loved doing crafts. It was so much fun for us to do them. Even the wildest kids would settle down to do a craft. It was great. On our last day, the kids began to give us the creations they made, as gifts to us, to say Thank You. I took a few, but wanted them to keep them. Tears streaming down our faces and we hugged good bye.

More to come...stay tuned.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Leaving on a Jet Plane....Kiev, Ukraine

I was told, you have to carry what you pack. I would not have a husband or extra time to get my bags from here to there! I packed a big suitcase. I put some of my items for the children in the suitcase and some of it in my carry on. Just in case...yes two members of our team had their luggage lost! They had one change of clothing in their carry on. We were in Kiev for two weeks. They had one change of clothes! Their luggage arrived two days before we started back to the States! Thankfully, several of the other guys on the team gave them stuff to wear. We did not have laundry facilities.
The cool backpack, was my son Sam's. He still thinks it is cool is backpack went to London, England and Kiev, Ukraine.
I packed simple outfits, bedding and a travel pillow. Some art supplies, sidewalk chalk, candy, prizes for the kids and some snacks. We were told to bring some snacks...I brought nuts, dried fruit and granola bars. I did not know I needed to bring a water bottle. Once settled in our quarters at the Shelter,  I had to boil some water and sanitize someones plastic Coke bottle. I was so afraid, because we were warned over and over not to drink the water out of the tap. I boiled the water and poured into the bottle. (we had an electric hot water pot, for making tea in our quarters at the Shelter) Of course the heat started to melt the bottle. I quickly poured it out. My bottle was disfigured, but everyone knew it was mine!
Jeremy seeing me off. Our Pastor drove us to the Airport together. It was not easy for me to say goodbye. It was not easy for Jeremy to let me go. He would not hear from me for over a week!

More to come...stay tuned.


Monday, August 22, 2011

History Lesson part 2 - Ukraine

I wanted to give you a few more facts before I start to show my photos and explain my missions trip. Ukraine broke away from Russia  in 1991. On July 16, 1991 Ukraine declared independence from the former Soviet Union. A new country, starting out on its own. The current currency is called hryvnia (pronounced grivna).
If you keep up with current events world wide you will know that the fight for freedom is daily. The Ukrainian president, Viktor Yushchenko was poisoned. Who did it? You have to come to your own conclusion on that. Lets just say, he is for FREEDOM!
Corruption! Poverty! Hopelessness!
It is estimated that in Kiev alone there are over 25,000 homeless children. Thousands of children from 3 years old up through their teens live under buildings, they are old bomb shelters from the war. The children are brought to the Government Shelter (where I worked) by the police. They are wild. The shelter is made up of two parts. For the wild kids, fresh off the streets, it is called the Isolator. The other area, for tame kids,  is called the Shelter. I worked in both areas and will share many stories and photos.
The kids in the Isolator do try to run away. So the area they are in, looks like a jail. They feel just like an caged animal. Many do not know how to eat with a fork, spoon or knife. They do not know anything about manners or even the simple things of living. Some do escape, back to the streets. Others begin to let their guard down, and start to feel!
This was one of the hardest parts for me. After two weeks of crafts, skits, stories and special outings...we pack up and leave. Back to the United States. I prayed to God, to be sure they knew we loved them and so did Jesus. Our last night we had a party, they called it a DISCO. We gave out candy, glow sticks, balloons and ice cream cones. As I hugged them goodbye I remind them I loved them and to remember, Jesus Loved them. I would point to the heart and tell them to keep Jesus!
More to come...from this missions trip that changed me!


Saturday, July 9, 2011

History of Ukraine - part 1

I will post a few You Tubes to watch, to let you learn some of the history of Ukraine. Communism, the desire to be free, WWII,  poverty, government corruption, and  Chernobyl are just a few things to consider to understand the Ukrainian people. 
The kids we worked with had several abnormalities. Crossed eyes, funny ears, mouths or simply slow. Our translator, Natasha has thyroid cancer. She explained to me how her family stayed after Chernobyl. She lived in Kiev, they had no idea how dangerous it was,  she was seven. She was very ill, she had to rest often during our time with her. She loved helping us and learning all she could to be American. She asked me " Why do you have brown hair? Don't you want blond hair, like Hollywood?"  Her dream was to live in California, United States of America!  She had no idea where Wisconsin was. I had taken pictures of my family, and a map of the United States. She could not believe we had snow! (I had a photo of my little boys by a snowman) She begged me to keep in touch...I tried...I received one letter back from her. When I first came back I wrote often, now I send a Christmas card. 


Her dream is what I think of the most...to live in California, United States of America. If I could have gotten her to the United States...I would not have let her live in California. :-) 
She had brown hair...I told her to be proud of it...she asked me several times if she should dye it, to be more American. 
Eye opening! More to come!

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Five years ago today...

Five years ago today, I ventured out on my own to California, to meet a team of people I did not know, to travel to Ukraine for a missions trip. My boys were little! Sam just turned six and Atticus turned four! I only knew our Pastor's son Jeff,  a little bit. I met him once. (he was leading the missions trip). I had many obstacles to overcome. Fear! Missing my kids and husband! Being the only Wisconsinite in the bunch, the rest of the team was made up of California teens, and two other adults. 
 
God had planted a seed. I have always been fascinated with the country Ukraine. I studied the nuclear disaster at Chernobyl. I felt pain for the people as they continued to fight for freedom. 
 
Stepping back in time, eight years ago, my Pastor's wife was telling me about Jeff''s work in Ukraine. A fire burned in me, I shared with her how I have always wanted to go and help the kids. She said, "you just might be able, I will call Jeff and find out."
 
Five years ago today, I was flying to London, England. 
I will be blogging about this adventure, that changed my life. I will share some facts that may surprise you. Share some photos that will break your heart. As I type my story, tears will be streaming down my cheeks. 
I am thankful to God for letting me be able to go. I am also thankful to live in the United States of America! I was in Ukraine over the Fourth of July 2006...in a country were communism is still very much alive. In a country that has such corruption, Jeff told us not to bother to exchange address, you will never hear from them again. (I did exchange address with both of our translators, I wrote several times, I received one letter from each, and never heard from them again. They too, warned me, they may never get my mail!)  In a country, where most of the time they said to me, " We were taught that Americans did not care, they were not compassionate! You are so kind, you bring so much for us. Thank You, Thank You! We did not know Americans were compassionate."