Thursday, March 15, 2012

our base dedication...including photos of newly completed property.



here is the worship centre.



before we entered the property our base leadership team washed all of our feet.



my lovely friends, sporting the royal priesthood sashes.



here is the staircase which will take you to all three floors...



annointing the property...you can see the train is the distance.



here you can see the "worship centre"...a lot of windows for all the onlookers to observe.




here is the front door...



some admirable friends from india. they serve the hiv/aids victims of india and we have done ministry together for several years. they were in perth for the dedication night of our base.



here is our sign! isn't it slick? I like it. I'm proud of it.



from the footpath that leads to claisebrook train station! you can see the whole of the property from this shot.

Monday, March 05, 2012

how do i get there?

feeling a bit funny tonight, almost giddy.

lately though, i have been thinking, what once filled my days was creating a schedule that 18 people's "live depended on", or walking a student through a difficult delivery that resulted in a way neither of us had ever hoped for or chatting when someone feels like they just have not been hearing from God...and now...it looks a tad bit different...
so where do you go with it? having been asked a couple of times...what are you doing now? has brought me down this road of...
am i still the same person if i am in the off season?
this issue of WHO AM I?
i am just one voice of a resounding choir humming this same tune.

i am not at identity crisis phase...but i ask this age old question recognizing that until we know the answer...we seem to wrestle with different branches of this nasty root of confusion. jesus knew where he came from, where he was and where he was going...
he knew himself.
i think i get this weird fear of becoming super insular and i digress from learning my own patterns.
but then knowing my identity relates to how i love others, because we are to love others as we love our self...and do we really love unless we KNOW. hmm not sure.
and how much more confidently can i give when i know myself... its like, i don't need anymore of me because i know myself, and i know i don't need anymore- so i can give that much away...

thoughtful.
so, who am i?

discovering.

Thursday, February 02, 2012

hit the ground scrubbing.

our beautiful base located in Perth, Australia has been trusting the L*rd for a property to own for years, since before I was even born. Since I joined in 2008, we received land close to where we were leasing a property. Since October 2010 the building has been happening and today the gas is being installed and tomorrow the town of Vincent will walk through to give the yes or no.
In my head, this was all going to be over by the time I returned from all my outreach and holiday happenings. Early January it became clear that there were enough delays that I might actually be here for the move in.
This has meant for me that basically "all else" is done at a later date so that my energy is going towards cleaning and preparing the new property for move in. I am so excited to be a part of it!
What does this new property mean? We OWN land, IN the city. We are taking the land. This is our inheritance.
Why do we need to have a new property? This is where training is happening! We are taking the land here, so that we can train and send others to take the land in other nations!

Trust me, it is so beautiful, I am just in awe of G*d's provision for us! Pictures to follow.

Friday, January 20, 2012

snowmageddon.

i am in seattle right now. my older sister has lent me her bed, so kind. that means i have my own room, so lonely. our weiner dog tootsie is dependent on human body heat and is whining at the door to get out so that she can climb into mom and dad's memory foam, she is hardly a dog, rather a younger sister.
dad has been working 40 hour shifts and then sleeping 8 hours since Sunday night. they are calling this "snowmageddon". its kind of driving me crazy and making me have way too many bruce willis flashes in my head. the snow is almost up to our white picket fence, my family is one of few american familieis that actually has a white picket fence. the only time i can remember snow like this is when I was in the third grade and we had several days off school and then a major intersection near our house flooded because of all the aftermath drainage. everyone has had school off all week. that means at all hours someone is cooking in the kitchen, the dishwasher is constanlty full (and we rationalize against handwashing because it saves water) and i have coffee stomach (which leads to coffee bowels).
i feel underly productive. what is this drive in me to produce in order to feel legitamized to rest? perhaps the cold is seeping through the windows and numbing me.
i have read a lot of birth stories. a lot.
i just finished "baby catcher"-hilarious read.
then i started "spiritual midwifery", written by ina may gaskin, an iconic us midwife. they use words like "psychadelic", "telepathic" and "far out" to describe birth in her days. she gives good tips though for us up and coming midwives.

i am worried about this generation, our screen addiction. i feel shocked by it when i come home because internet and screens are way more accessible and cheap.
what is becoming of our next generation? socially awkward? visually impaired? bored by anything that's not "touchable"?

at TGIFriday's you can get an entree and a dessert or appetizer for $10. wow that is so cheap! at jack in the box you can get a medium fry, drink, 1/4 lb beef burger and 2 tacos for 4.29.
f.o.o.d.i.s.s.o.c.h.e.a.p.

my family made eggs benedict on sunday and biscuits and gravy today. so good. only the eggs benedict took about 3.5 hours from start to finish. i will blame that on the hash browns and the dirty dishwasher, not my lack of skill. other bummer was dad and pat missing it...then mom tried to recreate when they got home. she heated up the hollondaise sauce...in the microwave...oops, scrambled lemons?

most of my plans for the week were scattered and canceled. except for dinner with the Trimbles. I like families, a lot. especially this one.

Thursday, January 12, 2012

friday it is.

this friday. 6:30 pm-9ish

a little catch up, relaxed hang out, let's be together event.

see a bit of what's been happening through my eyes in 2011.

so, stop by for a bit, all are welcome.

at the dinneen house.
12127 36th Drive SE
Everett

friday it is.

this friday. 6:30 pm-9ish

a little catch up, relaxed hang out, let's be together event.

see a bit of what's been happening through my eyes in 2011.

so, stop by for a bit, all are welcome.

at the dinneen house.
12127 36th Drive SE
Everett

Sunday, November 27, 2011

a long time coming.

i can't tell you how many time i have written about two sentences on my blog and then gotten distracted by a skype conversation, a facebook post or an email and then before i know it my internet time is finished and another week has passed without an update.
its embarassing, really.

so let's have a fresh start, shall we?

week 10 in india has finished. and now we begin advent! so looking forward to the christmas season that refocuses why in the world we are doing and living life the way we are! how absurd that G*od entrusted a virgin teenager to carry his son into the world...had anything gone wrong...the absolute trust and risk he took with humankind, it excited me and makes me feel even more in reverence to his nature and character.

yesterday we went to a missionary couples house to celebrate thanksgiving. they have three children and the fourth is due in february-an immediate draw for a bunch of birth attendants. all week we have been scheming and shopping and prepping and the day was not a let-down...so fantastic. at one point we busted out the guitar for some wor*ship and started pra*ying and worsh*ipping...during "you won't relent" the muslim call to prayer sounded in the background and was immediately drowned out by the voices of many nations singing together in unity. powerful.

the weeks have been packed full of babies, paperwork, meetings and late nights where i am the first to bed. i have become accustomed to a sleeping mask...i never thought i would...living in community does funny things to you.

a little testimony from last week for you all...Marchien pr*ayed with some students earlier this week that we would meet women from previous years and reconnect with them. We have really been pressing in for eva*ngelism and more opportunities to lead people to the Lo*rd and then that came up in pra*yer...and no sooner had we pra*yed then we met Fatuma. As she struggled through her contractions she told us how "fia from canada" had helped her last time with her delivery. Incredible! fia was one of my students from two years ago. We rejoiced at the answered pra*yer. She comes from a muslim family and is so open to the gospel. This Wednesday we will go visit her at her house.

Bless you guys. thanks for reading. hopefully we will do this again soon?

Monday, September 26, 2011

arrived and well.

flashback to childhood:
"where are we going?"
(sigh from the front seat, mom's patient reply comes shortly)
"this way, follow me."

i helped direct the massive vehicle, while everyone patiently "followed" in bags stacked up to their ears. the hostel was prepared for us...i was shockingly surprised as miscommunication runs rampant in this land. i like surprises. 2 rooms of at least 10 beds and one room for our couple. to top off the room preparation, they even had a small meal of bread and jam, with a cameo appearance of cockroaches. would it be india without the creatures? it was a good night. smooth traveling. we were even 26 kilos under our weight allowance and we packed more gloves than any school previous.

this morning we encouraged sleeping in and mosey-ing around. i took the girls to exchange money and showed them where to buy the essentials: a bucket for showering and hide and seek chocolate chip biscuits.

i am surprised by the few faces already that i have run into that remember me. i wish i could remember their names...wait, did i ever know their names? probably laxmi.

tonight we will enter the masses of punjabi possibilities while shopping together as a mob of light faces.

this morning i read through ephe*sians. good book.

bless you guys.