Let it Rain

We are currently in the midst of what has been called the worst flood in Chiang Mai history. But it’s not just this city that is under water, it’s pretty much anywhere in the country that is near a river. The weather predictions show at least two more storms coming before the weekend is over. Pray for Thailand.

If I were a real photo journalist I’d be out there shooting some amazing photos for you but instead I’m hiding out on high ground because I’m a bit of a germaphobe. Here are some shots of the city taken by friends:

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The photo above is the street where my church is located.

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For those of you that have visited Chiang Mai, this is the famous Night Bazaar. This photo was taken standing in front of the McDonalds (not pictured to the right) and last I heard, they are still serving food. Although you have to swim there to get it…

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The local hardware store (think Lowe’s or Home Depot) located not too far from my house.

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My friend Mark’s daughter standing outside the bus stop. The Ping River on the right is overflowing, causing the flood.


Many families are without homes and have lost all they own. There are people missing and several reported dead. Please just keep all of this in your prayers. Thanks!!


My Personal Randomness

I just came across this “25 Random Things” post that I did on Facebook a few years ago and it made me smile. Thought I’d repost it here. Here’s some randomness about me:

1. My favorite color is green, it makes me smile. If I could, I’d paint the whole world green and never get sick of it.

2. I LOVE learning new Thai words and use them as much as possible.

3. My favorite sound is when the spine on a brand new book creaks for the first time.

4. My favorite smell is paper.

5. My little sister is my best friend in the world, she knows me better than anyone else and I don’t know what I would do without her.

6. Phone calls late at night or really early in the morning make my heart skip several beats in fear because that is how I heard that my older sister died.

7. I love to make people laugh and spend far too much time looking stupid to invoke laughter.

8. I can’t watch horror movies or war movies or anything bloody because the images stay in my mind for years and cause nightmares.

9. And yet, one of my favorite tv shows is Supernatural. It freaks me out but I can’t get enough of it.

10. I miss my dogs during the day and can’t wait to get home and see them every night.

11. I hate talking on the phone and avoid it as much as possible.

12. I daydream a lot.

13. I had my ear cut off when I was 14 years old.

14. My dreams at night are so vivid and I spend a lot of trying to figure out if something really happened or was just a dream.

15. Photography is often my only creative outlet and I depend on it to relax sometimes.

16. I love to write and in another life might be an author. However, I can’t handle people reading my stuff in front of me and I have to leave the room. I think this stems from the time in 6th grade when my English teacher told me I was a bad writer.

17. I enjoy problem solving.

18. I’m an introvert and need a lot of down time.

19. I hate feeling left out. I always want to be invited to everything, even though I will often say I can’t go because of my introvertedness.

20. I am super claustrophobic and hate small places and big crowds. Even watching them on tv sometimes makes me hyperventilate.

21. I passed out when I tried scuba diving in 2006. Regaining consciousness under the water was the scariest moment of my life and caused me to pass out again.

22. I have a very strong love/hate relationship with fund-raising. (maybe I’ll blog about this soon.)

23. I absolutely love cheesy teeny bopper movies and I’m not at all ashamed to admit it.

24. Sometimes I wish I was Thai and sometimes I really love being a foreigner in Thailand.

25. Sometimes it freaks me out that bugs don’t freak me out anymore like they did before I moved to Thailand. I mean, is it really healthy to not care when there are bugs crawling on you?! (This definitely does not include moths or butterflies which are still the freakiest things in the world.)

I love my life and often feel so blessed and lucky to be living it!

Repost: An Adoption Story

I have to repost a story written by a friend. Actually, I’ve only met Ashley a couple of times but I went to San Jose Christian College with her husband Josh. Over the years since college, our friendship has existed solely over email and Facebook but that’s the way of things nowadays, isn’t it? Especially since I live on the opposite side of the world!

This story made me cry. Like sitting at my desk, all choked up with tears streaming down my face, cry. I have a heart for children and I love that God has placed me in a ministry where I get to love on kids on a regular basis. Someday I might have my own but for now, I am completely content with all the orphans that have wiggled their way into my heart over the past couple years. Unfortunately, the majority of them have been rescued from the sex trade or are considered illegal refugees whom nobody seems to want or they have simply been thrown away by the ones who should have loved them the most. My heart is constantly breaking with every story I hear and it just makes me want to love them more and more. And so naturally, I love to hear adoption stories. Families who adopt children into their hearts, who have so much love to give that they want to share it outside of their own DNA, those whom God has specifically called to care for the lost children of the world, I think those people all deserve super-hero status. Whether or not they wear spandex and a cape is up to them, in my mind they have super-powers. Josh and Ashley Christian, you are both super-heroes!

The following is an excerpt of their adoption story, a story that is still in process. As Ashley says “I pray this story has given you HOPE, if you’ve had none, that God still answers prayers, but not in the way we expect.  Nope, even better.  I pray also this story has given you FAITH, that if God has called you to something you can confidently follow.”

“This story will contain many references about God, so now you’ve been warned!  This story begins 5 years ago, when there was just Josh, Ashley, toddling Jaden, and baby Trace.  God put adoption on our hearts.  It was not fully the thing to us then that it is today, just so you know, you don’t have to feel over-the-top adoption passion to consider it.  It’s a feeling that grows, and maybe it starts because of infertility, or age, or wanting a certain gender, or something, but given time, it has the power to stand on it’s own.  And it is a thing of intense trial, and stunning beauty.

We spent about a year researching, discussing, pondering, praying, jaw dropping and scheming over the cost.  We changed programs a few times and settled on adopting a little girl from Vietnam, her name was going to be Taliah Riann.  We started our homestudy, met with our social worker, got finger prints, passports, filed our 1-600A, started our dossier, all that fun and expensive international adoption stuff.  Now let me tell you this is a story of chances and odds, and how God totally disregards those.

Chances were 99.9% against a little surprise who was born to us 9 months later and never stopped spitting up and then smiling at us for the first 15 months of life!  I do admit my very first thought was, seriously God?

Proverbs 20:24 “The LORD directs our steps, so why try to understand everything along the way?”

You can find the full story (and I strongly encourage you to go read it) on their blog: Life According to the Christians.


The Non Blogger

I know that I’ve been horrible about posting lately and I apologize deeply. I’ve been busy. Really busy. It may be all the traveling I do that keeps me from writing. Or it may be the crazy severe anemia that I’m struggling with that drains me of all energy. Or it may be one of twenty other excuses that I can think of. Who knows? But it seems the only time that I have the time to write out blog posts is when my insomniac self is lying in bed at night processing life. I’ve probably written over a thousand blog posts in my head at night that never quite make it to the computer. Maybe I should start sleeping with my computer??