tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78062994225979897532024-03-05T02:48:42.215-05:00The Cartwright HouseUnless the Lord builds the house, they labor in vain who build it. Psalm 127:1The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.comBlogger149125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-7502096707690605072015-02-15T15:32:00.001-05:002015-02-15T15:32:40.437-05:00What is CHEWhen we were asked to come to Costa Rica, we were asked to reach unreached people groups of Costa Rica, through Community Health Evangelism. <br />
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Lets take a look at what CHE is all about<br />
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Community Health Evangelism (CHE, pronounced chay) is a multifaceted approach to Christian ministry that addresses the needs of the whole person—physical, spiritual, emotional, and social. It is not a funding strategy, but rather a training strategy. </div>
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CHE equips individuals to be independent workers and evangelists in their communities. CHE’s training strategies that create this dynamic include:</div>
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The purpose of CHE work is not just breaking poverty or planting churches, though both of those things are accomplished. The real goal of our work is a transformation in lives and communities that is as deep as the human heart, and as broad as the whole range of the human experience in the world God made. We want Jesus to be recognized as Lord over all creation, and our development activities to reflect the depth and breadth of the kingdom of God. We are asking God to work in us and through us to transform beliefs and change behavior so that his peace, justice, compassion, and righteousness are reflected in the life of the communities we serve.</div>
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So we have been here 29 moths, and CHE is starting to take place in our ministry.<br />
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In two weeks we will begin our first training of trainers in Salitre. We have spent much time in Salitre identifying community leaders, church leaders, and people who are interested in using CHE to reach deeper into the community where the gospel has not been presented. We used a medical out reach to gain access into the community, and that helped us begin to build relationships. <br />
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One final emphasis, will be in May, when we take our trainers, with students from Southeastern, University into new communities. Our prayer is that our nationals on the outside circles of these communities, will GO into the communities that are deeper in. They will be armed with the a way to present the Gospel in a clear easy method. The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-73914484948989601642015-02-02T00:48:00.000-05:002015-02-05T21:38:09.203-05:00Gallo PintoGallo Pinto translates literally as the "spotted rooster", but every one here knows what it really is. . .<br />
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Gallo Pinto is the most common meal served in Costa Rica.<br />
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It is the beans and rice that they serve for breakfast. It is usually accompanied with plantains, a piece of toast, and some cheese. It is also has a secret sauce, <b>Salsa Lizano.</b><br />
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Making like the Tico's (Costa Rican's) has taken me some time to master. <br />
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And well some days, it still doesn't turn out right.<br />
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I guess it's like someone asking a girl from the south how to make sweet tea, you just do it. <br />
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But once you have had really good <b>gallo pinto</b>, you will want to make it,<br />
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1 small onion</div>
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1/2 small red sweet pepper</div>
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4 tablespoons of Salsa Lizano</div>
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3 cups of cooked rice.</div>
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Add one tablespoon oil to a large pan and sauté the chopped onion, sweet pepper and cilantro for a few minutes, until tender. Dump in the cooked beans and the Salsa Lizano. Stir, and let it cook for about 3 minutes. It should not get dry, you can add more bean liquid if needed.</div>
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Add the rice, and stir until well coated. You can add pepper and salt to taste. Lastly add some finely chopped cilantro.</div>
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<br />The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-15919920559342155882015-01-30T00:43:00.000-05:002015-01-30T00:43:18.176-05:00What is an UPG<br />
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UPG's are <b><i>Unreached People Groups.</i></b><br />
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David just returned from an intensive boot camp, for missionaries in Latin America and the Caribbean. Their goal was to learn how to target and reach the people that are not being reached with an adequate presentation of the gospel.<br />
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The Assemblies of God defines UPG's as follows: an unreached people group is an ethnolinguistic population among whom there is no indigenous community of believing Christians with adequate number and resources to evangelize the rest of its members without outside (cross-cultural) assistance. <br />
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I wanted to share with you, what that means for our family, and our call here to Costa Rica. <br />
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I found an article by Greg Mundis, in the Enrichment Journal, <a href="http://enrichmentjournal.ag.org/201304/201304_104_unfin_task.cfm" target="_blank">His article is here</a>, and I'll use that to help me communicate the overall picture.<br />
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He says. . .<br />
<i><b>What we believe shapes our priorities and determines how we live</b>.</i><br />
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We believe, as the founders of our Fellowship did, that our Lord commands us to proclaim His gospel and establish His church in all the world. We also believe, as our early leaders did, the Lord's promise that His Spirit would empower us to accomplish that mission.<br />
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More than 4 billion people have not yet had an adequate witness of our Lord's saving message. The purpose of AGWM is "so all can hear". We must pay any price to keep fulfilling that purpose.<br />
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<i><b>What we believe shapes our priorities and determines how we live</b></i>. <br />
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I think about that and put it in context to my family. And how we, the Cartwrights live. <br />
Has "so all can hear" <u>shaped</u> us?<br />
Does it <u>determine</u> how we, as a family, live.<br />
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I find myself comparing what our lives actually look like, to what my mind creates. I think for my family, to fulfill the great commission, and reaching unreached people groups. . . we need to be living out in the virgin rain forest of Costa Rica. Living off the land, teaching my girls on a dirt floor under a thatched roof, roasting food over open flames. Contracting rare diseases. . . ugh. . . <br />
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When I compare my real life here, living in San Jose, against the life my mind creates,<br />
I fall short. <br />
I feel shame.<br />
I want to go home.<br />
I don't feel worthy of the sacrifice of those who sent us.<br />
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It has taken several years, of saying "yes Lord, I'll go", leaping into unknown places, making decisioins based on blind faith, living in constant transition, sleepless nights waiting to hear a small still voice, falling down and getting back up again, failure, planning an escape route back home, fasting, waiting, crying, renewal, . . .<br />
for me to finally get a glimpse of our "shape". . .<br />
to see how He is putting things in place for our family.<br />
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We <b>believed</b> we were called.<br />
We said we would go. . . wherever<br />
We stepped out in faith when asked to come to Costa Rica<br />
We are learning what our role is in the unreached people groups of Costa Rica.<br />
We are <b>determined</b>.<br />
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What has taken <b>shape</b> for our family, is unique for our family.<br />
We didn't know when we said, "yes" what that would look like.<br />
What <b>shape</b> it would take.<br />
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So what does it looks like for us. . .<br />
We kind of look like a puzzle at this point, with lots of<b> shapes</b>.<br />
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Here in Costa Rica, the Assemblies of God, owns a camp ground, called La Garita. We were asked to help build classrooms and dorms, so that missionaries <b>BEING SENT </b>from all other Spanish speaking countries here in Latin America and the Caribbean can be trained in sound missiology. The idea is that they will come here for orientation, like we went to Springfield, Missouri. These Christ followers, have much more access to countries than us with a passport from America do. They are answering the call. They want to LIVE DEAD. They sometimes lack sound missiology that will help sustain them. They need to be equipped, and we were asked to help with that. We did NOT sign up for helping with a building project, but our <b>believe</b> in the great commission, changed the way we<b> lived</b>. We believe this is a launching pad, for these missionaries, who are a product of missionaries before us, that were sent by you, will be able to have access to millions of unreached people. <br />
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While here, we have been targeting a specific community, Salitre. This is a community of Bri Bri Indians. This is where about 1500-2500 people live. You can read about our work there in our newsletters <a href="http://www.cartwrightmission.com/uploads/5/6/3/1/5631272/cartwright_january_2015_newsletter.pdf" target="_blank">here</a> But, what is exciting, is that through Community Health Evangelism, two different Indigenous communities (Cebecar and Boruca) have given us invitations to share in their communities in this area. Within the 8 groups of Indigenous groups here in Costa Rica there are roughly 110,000 people. <br />
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We want to fulfill the purpose of reaching the unreached of those we have the privilege of meeting. We will use whatever tools we have. We want to Go with the Power of the Holy Spirit.<br />
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Loren Triplet, former AGWM Executive Director said, "You don't measure yourself by your success; you measure yourself against the unfinished task. We've got to keep that task in front of us all the time. We don't move forward by neglecting what we are already doing around the world. We move forward by following the Spirit, implementing strategy, and expanding what we are doing."<br />
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That is what we want to do, move forward, follow the Spirit, implement strategy, and expand what we, the Cartwright family, are doing. God put these Indigenous groups (these unfinished tasks so to speak) in our hearts, in our prayers, in our lives. Continue to pray that these groups, will come to believe the life changing power of Christ. Pray that God continues to raise up people who will finish the task, that are willing to be changed, who are willing to GO where God leads them.<br />
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<br />The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-16306097426950923552015-01-21T19:59:00.001-05:002015-01-22T01:18:56.263-05:00What is Chicas de Promesa?<br />
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Chicas de Promesa is a girl's empowerment club. It is a safe place where girls can study and be mentored,</div>
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The girls in the club attend the local Latin America Childcare School. </div>
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at home most of the girls are exposed to domestic violence and molestation, </div>
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gangs and drugs, and women who sell themselves to make ends meet.</div>
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receive healing through God's love,</div>
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and learn how to create a different future for themselves.</div>
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The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-33032338056379473142015-01-20T06:30:00.000-05:002015-01-20T06:30:03.087-05:00My DadThe month of November turned out to be the beginning of another heartbreak for me, another journey. . .<br />
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On November 5th, My dad went quietly from this world, to meet our Heavenly Father.<br />
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My dad owned his business for over 35 years, and since the beginning, he passed out a business card that said: <br />
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That's the kind of man my dad was. </div>
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I wrote a legacy and read it at his funeral. If you would like to read it , <a href="http://www.cartwrightmission.com/uploads/5/6/3/1/5631272/special_newsletter_for_sammy.pdf" target="_blank">Click here</a></div>
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It had been a long wait. We met the co-ordinator, Dr. Bob of the medical team while itinerating, now several years ago. He came down a year before (in 2013) on a planning mission. <br />
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We had taken several trips into the community, meeting the community leaders, praying, planning, etc. <br />
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We as a family were very excited to be able to participate in something we felt the Lord had called us to do, so many years before. We were going to use the skills and tools he had planted in our lives for "such a time as this".<br />
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The girls decided to take the week off of school, so that they could come with us. This was a hard decision for them, because they had to make up all of the school work. But we were committed. We were a "family on a mission".<br />
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To be able to work in medicine here in Costa Rica, you must have a local physician. We had one lined up several weeks before hand, and a dentist who was willing to come and participate in ministry with us. Well, 2 days before our team arrived, our doctor cancelled, and well. . . the dentist had bowed out too. <br />
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Dave was convinced, that God had the perfect people ordained for this trip. So we prayed and waited.<br />
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We were going to be several hours out side San Jose, which meant, lots of planning, meal prepping, equipment gathering. . .<br />
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I baked and cooked and then cleaned my kitchen, and then baked and cooked, and then cleaned my kitchen, . . . (I think you get the picture) All of our meals on site would have to be cooked without an oven or stove. Hmmm, that take's extra planning. <br />
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The morning of the arrival date of our team, God answered a specific prayer, we had found a Doctor and a Dentist. We invited them both over for our "Get to Know You Meal". We always host the first night of a team, at our house. God had a plan.<br />
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It was like we were walking straight into the jungle. The church was ready for us. God shows up no matter where. One of the team members was able to preach, our interpreter, had a hard time with the southern preacher from Kentucky. At times the sermon went from English, to Spanish, to their language. <br />
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Over the next few days, we got up early, set up clinic, and came back tired. Some people walked hours, or rode horses to be able to receive medical care, to be prayed for, and/or learn more about the Bible. <br />
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We had people from all ages helping us. We were able to provide much needed dental care, pass out eye glasses, perform medical exams, provide vitamins and medicine for the entire family. The girls, the bus driver, the local church leaders, the home missionary, the community, so many people were working to make up an amazing team.<br />
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The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-47256681390597202372015-01-16T17:09:00.000-05:002015-01-16T17:10:26.591-05:00Year in review part 2 July too . . . . well October Wow. Looking back, I am not sure how we survived July. It is a blur.<br />
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We started out by going on our first family "missions" trip. A fellow missionary was going in to an area in the country called Rio Frio. We all went with her. We were not responsible for any of the set-up, we just went to minister, and maybe help translate, so we call it our family mission's trip. We had a blast. The team was broken up into 3 groups. Maggi went with one, Emma went with another, and Dave and I went with the third. The girl's both loved it. There were so many young people, and they incorporated the girls into their teams, before the time was over, Emma was a clown, Maggi was in the drama, and they were praying over anyone they could get their hands on. We loved watching our girl's participate in ministry.<br />
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Then. . . We were able to host a team from West Texas and New Mexico. We had a great time, but worked hard. We worked with a local church to host a sports camp. We had planned for a max of 100 kids. The first day we had over 200. We were in way over our heads. The team was led by an MK that used to live here, so it was fun to be part of his team. <br />
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Judy, Dave's mom came for the summer. She was such a blessing to have with us. She cooked, cleaned, prayed over so many people, cried, laughed, and fell in love with the people of Costa Rica. <br />
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As a testimony to this outreach, I have to share this story. . . One of the long time members of the church came up to Dave After the service and told him, that on the back row, he saw one of the drug dealers, not a low level drug dealer, but Leader and gang member. He never thought that the this man would step foot in the church, let alone be able to have the gospel presented to him. I can't say that he was saved in the service, but that was a "first" step in what we will believe will be the beginning of a change in that community. <br />
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Then. . . My home church from Lake Wylie, South Carolina came. It was a dream come true, to share our home and ministry with my "people". The men worked on a classroom for missionaries from Latin and South America to come and be trained in missiology. <br />
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I took the group of ladies with me to different schools, to minister to 5-6 grade girls. The ladies shared snacks, did a craft, and told them of their worth and beauty in Christ. We also worked with a church in a strong Catholic community with street evangelism, and helping in the service.<br />
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Finally, after ministry for 5 of the girl's 6 weeks of summer, we went on vacation. It was wonderful. We were able to rest, play, swim, and sleep in. It was a great way to decompress with the girls. I asked them if they thought it was too much for the summer. </div>
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Emma started 5th grade and Maggi started 8th grade. The summer helped recharge Maggi, not only physically, but each group that came refreshed her mentally, and she grew stronger in her faith. She gained the knowledge that she didn't have to feel lonely here, because she had friends all over that were praying for her. </div>
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While the girls were back in the swing of things, I was able to bring Judy to Chica's club with me. She did a great job talking about how each one of the girls are a light on a hill. We were able to have a time of prayer, and shared a craft letting them know that when they look in the mirror they "BRILLA" or "SHINE". Judy did a great job, is was an honor having her share. <br />
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I was able to attend my first women's retreat with the ladies from my church. My Spanish was stretched to the limit. I drove more than I cared to, but bonded with the ladies, and felt like I belonged and was connected to these caring ladies.<br />
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Once we were told we were released to come to Costa Rica, we bought a "Yay Us" cake. So every year, on September 5th, we buy some sort of "Yay Us" cake. We celebrated our 2nd birthday.<br />
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The same community that we held a sport's camp was doing an outreach into the community, they live in "Los Cuadros" which means "The Block". Because we fell in love with the pastors, and the passion they have for the community, we went back as a family to participate in that outreach.<br />
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This summer, from a sweet friend, we learned the art of balloon making. This will instantly bring a smile to almost anyone. <br />
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Costa Rica celebrates their Independence Day on September 15th. The girls practiced and learned a typical dance for a group dance at church. We are so proud of our little MK's<br />
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I promise I will tell you more about Chicas Club, But I ended up the month with an amazing session. We had a session on recovering from sexual abuse with these girls. The time invested in this community with these girls is a process, this was a step in a long transformation process. <br />
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This was a special time for Emma. This is her BIG dance recital. Her big show is in October. She has worked very hard. Her classes are taught all in Spanish. She goes to class 2 days a week for 2 hours. This was a BIG thing for her, because when we left the states, she just asked if she could please do dance when we got to Costa Rica. So our dancing queen. . .</div>
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January our family took "a middle of our first term" vacation. We spent a week with my dad and step mom in a condo in Orlando. During that time, my dad had been diagnosed with cancer, so we were so blessed to have an entire week to visit with him. We also had a chance to hang around Mickey for a little while.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This would be the last time I would be able to see my father, before saying Goodbye to him in the hospital hours before leaving this earth. God was so good to give me this gift. </td></tr>
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February Maggi started playing soccer for her 8th grade class. <br />
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We also hosted Sustain hope from Springfield, Missouri. We set off for several indigenous areas to establish rapport. Sustain hope had been to visit one community several years prior, so it was exciting for them to see how the community had grown. This was also a "planning" team, for a group that would be working in the area later. <br />
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April, we worked with some other missionaries and their teams. Dave had an opportunity to attend a training seminar in Ecuador specifically on how to reach un reached people groups. Invaluable information was gained, and we will continue to add on those concepts for the unreached people groups here in Costa Rica.<br />
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This month the girls and I worked with a team of ladies at Chicas de promesa. This is an at risk girls club in an impoverished neighborhood. More details to follow about chicas.<br />
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In MayAmy had an opportunity to attend a group beginning to focus here for the Latin American and Caribean reagion in the fight agaisnt abuse and explotation. It was eye opening .<br />
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We also did much prep work for the busy month of June. Lots of planning and praying<br />
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June was very busy. We had a combined team of sustain hope and students from Southeastern University. We took them to two differnet Indigenous communities. The students fell in love with the people, and the word of the Lord went to dark areas. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Praise the Lord for Speed the Light.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We had to wait for the river to decrease before attempting to cross where our indigenous community was</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dave and I celebrated our 18th wedding anniversary in a community with no electricity. It must be love.</td></tr>
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<br />The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-89635519708234854762014-04-02T23:07:00.000-04:002014-04-02T23:07:13.733-04:00Connecting the dotsRemember when I told you about the person that was right in front of my eyes? <br />
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Her name is Ester, well her family calls her Karla, but she doesn't like that. . . </div>
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So, We have continued to make Ester part of our family. </div>
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She came to the sleepovers for both of the girl's birthday parities.</div>
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We had a chance to enjoy some fútbol together.</div>
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But, she has also made us a part of her family.</div>
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This past weekend, we were able to visit her family.</div>
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When I prayed, for the person on front of me I had no idea what would happen later on.</div>
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This weekend, we were able to meet her uncle, who is a pastor to the Cabecar Indians, thats right, that is the specific group God called us to year, almost 4 years ago. He holds church for them in his back yard. </div>
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We had no idea, that the weekend we go up, that there was a special service for them. They had a group come to them, to show them how to build an oven. Not the kind of oven your thinking of, but an oven that is built out of dirt, sugar cane water, and horse poop. An oven that does not need electricity, because remember where they live, there is no electricity. </div>
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In language school, David and I had a project we had to complete. We decided to do ours together. He wanted to interview churches to see if they would be willing to learn to respond in the event of a natural disaster. Well honestly, that didn't sound at all interesting to me. So we did the closest thing next to that . . . </div>
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OK maybe not on the same spiritual level, but that was what I wanted to do. We decided to research the Indigenous communities and discover the product that they produce, and the area they lived. We were actually able to go to several communities. One of the communities made pottery. </div>
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The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-70414948303999196972014-02-10T17:23:00.000-05:002014-02-10T17:23:29.136-05:00This says it allRecently I heard a song in English that stopped my in my tracks.<br />
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I often wonder what may be so newsworthy that people might want to read.<br />
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I hope that this touches you, wherever you are in the ocean.<br />
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Where my feet may fail<br />
by Hillsong<br />
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You call me out upon the waters<br />
The great unknown where feet may fail<br />
And there I find you in the mystery<br />
In oceans deep<br />
My faith will stand<br />
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And I will call upon Your name<br />
And keep my eyes above the waves<br />
When oceans rise<br />
My soul will rest in Your embrace<br />
For I am Yours and You are mine<br />
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Your grace abounds in deepest waters<br />
Your sovereign hand<br />
Will be my guide<br />
Where feet may fail and and fear surrounds me<br />
You've never failed and You won't start now<br />
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So I will call upon Your name<br />
And keep my eyes above the waves<br />
When oceans rise<br />
My soul will rest in Your embrace<br />
For I am Yours and You are mine<br />
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Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders<br />
Let me walk upon the waters<br />
Wherever You would call me<br />
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander<br />
And my faith will be made stronger<br />
In the presence of my Savior<br />
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I will call upon Your name<br />
Keep my eyes above the waves<br />
My soul will rest in Your embrace<br />
I am Yours and You are mine.<br />
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<br />The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-16000604964099790252013-12-05T18:00:00.000-05:002013-12-05T18:00:01.301-05:00Right in front of meSometimes. . . it is just right in front of your eyes. <br />
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I tried several times to blog about what was in my heart. But I could never spill it out.<br />
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Several weeks ago, I was invited to a consultation among the Latin America and Caribbean missionaries who minister to people who work with victims of the sex industry. <br />
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I started out the other blogs talking about the horrific facts of the sexually exploited, the numbers, the statistics. I felt like I was ranting, and could never share adequately, what the Lord was doing in my heart.<br />
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When I came home, I was broken. My thoughts were::<br />
Lord what can I do I am one person<br />
My Spanish doesn't allow me to communicate my thoughts<br />
I have lived a "shelter" life<br />
I can never relate to these women and children, and the nightmare that they live with.<br />
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People from all over our region, spoke on how the Lord had used them, and I felt so little.<br />
I felt like I had been invited by accident, because I live close to the place the event took place.<br />
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I am a rookie missionary and all. We have actually only be on the field for 3 months (our time in language school is not really our beginning date. . . )<br />
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The next day was Sunday, and because we got to church a little late, and we had some quest who stayed over a few extra days, the only place my family and friends could sit, was the front row. <br />
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After the sermon, there was a time of prayer. <br />
There was one girl, whom the Lord guided me to. <br />
It was one of those times that is undeniable from the Lord. <br />
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I went to pray with her. <br />
I did not pray in English or Spanish, but with a language only the Lord knew.<br />
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After we prayed, I gave her a hug. . .<br />
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She would not let go, even after the service moved on.<br />
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After service was finally over she went her way, and I was talking to someone else.<br />
But I knew the Lord was asking me to go talk to her.<br />
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I didn't listen. . .<br />
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But God's will is in play, even when we are not. <br />
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She came to me. <br />
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Her words are etched in my heart. <br />
She said she was lonely.<br />
She had moved from a small pueblo from way outside the city. She had come to the city to work and go to school. <br />
And she was lonely.<br />
(she has her own story, that is NOT the point of this story)<br />
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Friends, I immediately heard the Lord say, to me, "See, It is not that hard, I placed her right in front of you" "Just love her" (my interpretation of course)<br />
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We have made her a part of our family, she has spent the night, we shared our Thanksgiving traditions with her. <br />
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Loving the Lord and following his voice is not rocket science. <br />
The need is great, that is the truth. The Enemy is fierce, and is constantly at work. No doubt.<br />
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But we don't have to go into the brothels, we don't have to start a home for rescued women, we don't have to solve the entire tragedy.<br />
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We start with what is right in front of us. We need to be just as faithful to the "one" as to the convention center full of girls. . . .<br />
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I have been given the opportunity to work with a veteran missionary, who believes, we can prevent the victims when we educate the girls when they are young. I get to work with her. <br />
I will one day, share the amazing things going on there.<br />
At some point I will share my BIG dreams.<br />
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But for now. Lets love the person in front of us. <br />
What does that look like? who knows. . . making a meal, fix a car, give out of abundance.<br />
It will not come back void. <br />
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I can not wait for us to get to heaven to see how God has orchestrated details. <br />
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<i>And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up(<b>or think we are not qualified)</b>. So then, as we have opportunity, let us do good to everyone and especially to those who are of the household of faith (<b>or right in front of you)</b>. Galatians 6:9-10. </i><br />
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<br />The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-90684905924177624112013-10-16T14:16:00.003-04:002015-01-21T14:59:53.161-05:00Our house<br />
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<span style="text-align: center;">OK, we have been in our house for almost a year now, and I have NOT posted pictures of it. </span><br />
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For one reason, it is still not complete, you see I have empty pictures frames on the walls. When I took the pictures off the wall in South Carolina, I said that could be our "before" picture. <br />
I said I would call the picture of the new home the "after" pictures. <br />
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But, oh well, Life isn't perfect. so . . I will go ahead and show my "after" pictures. <br />
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This is our Thankful Thursday jar. We each have a color of paper that is our assigned color. Every Thursday we write down what we are thankful for. It doesn't have to be award winning, a phone call from a friend, a card, a package, a special dinner out. We plan on reading them on Thanksgiving, or somewhere around there then. We started with an empty jar, and I wanted it to be filled with new memories, and with grateful hearts.<br />
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Life is in the details they say, and these little decorations match the colors of my living area really well. We bought many things from a missionary that was living the country of Costa Rica. I was so happy because I bought them from her, having no idea, that they would eventually match our living room perfectly.<br />
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We bought this dinning room suite from another family that was leaving Costa Rica, which had bought it from another family leaving years before. So the rumor is, a lot of discussions from Assemblies of God missionaries in the field have taken place around that table. It was made here in Costa Rica, from the beautiful native wood.<br />
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Again, more details. I love the beautiful colors of living somewhere tropical. While we live in the city, far away from the colorful display of ox carts, or beautiful blue ocean waters, I still wanted to infuse them in my home. Slowly we are getting there.<br />
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ok, not pretty, but blessed indeed to have music fill our home. Our wonderful friend from Northern California still skypes lessons for the girls. We are beyond blessed to have found a friend who makes sacrifices for us, but also the equipment and the space for our girls to continue learning to use their talents for HIM.<br />
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We bought it on Thanksgiving Day.</td></tr>
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Our little kitchen. I used a table cloth to make the curtains, and the placemats. (Use what you can find, right?) we had to buy all of our appliances and light fixtures, which we mostly bought from other missionaries. . . but because Maggi and Emma know how to pray, our house came with a dishwasher. Practically unheard of in Latin America. But we serve a BIG God.<br />
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More Colors and Details. We store our eggs in a basket outside the fridg. Strange concept, but we really do put all of our eggs in one basket.</div>
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Our aprons. . . My great friend made one for me with her mom, and Judy, the girl's grandma or "nanny" helped them make theirs.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We have a very long laundry room. Extra pantry storage is on the left. In the very back or lines to hang clothes on. They are directly under some plastic that heats this room very nicely. We feel very blessed to have this space!</td></tr>
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Our bedroom. The same guy who did our table, helped us with the bed. Furniture is very expensive here. However labor is not. So when he told us to pick out a picture and he would try to make something for us, I of course turned to the pottery barn catalog. And he made me a bed from the catalog. It turned out amazing. I couldn't be happier. (lets not tell pottery barn ok)<br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Maggi's Room. . . The colors were chosen by her, the bed linens she brought with her from the states, after picking them up in the WM's closet in Northern California Nevada Women's boutique. We found many co-ordinating pieces around town, and had fun bringing them all together. The decal she got for Christmas. Every southern girl needs a monogram in their room.</span><br />
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So you can see we are blessed beyond measure with what all of our friends helped us pull together. We have things from all over the country, and in each room we have a reminder of someone or someplace that helped us not only get here, but helped to make our house a home. </div>
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The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-10279855104353816552013-10-07T21:59:00.000-04:002013-10-07T21:59:12.232-04:00confessions of a missionary wifeWe skyped a missionary service a few weeks ago, and someone wanted to know how we became "ninja christians". He meant, I think, how did we decide to actually LEAVE. <br />
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We were with other missionaries, and we were thousands of miles away with a 30 second delay, so I could not laugh out loud like I wanted to.<br />
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I thought, if only you knew. . .<br />
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I am NOT a NINJA christian. <br />
I am NOT.<br />
My life is not glamorous.<br />
I struggle with some of the same things I always have, I have laid some time, only to pick them up again.<br />
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Sometimes I wonder if people realize how very not ninja I am. <br />
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Let me give you some recent examples.<br />
of my non-glamourous life.<br />
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Last week Dave had dropped the girls off at school, and later I hoped in the car to go to a Bible study. He was driving with the window down.<br />
I make it a practice not to do that, because there are many people who come to your car while you are stopped for a variety of reasons.<br />
Well it was a beautiful morning, with blue skies and white fluffy skies, and the music was on, and I was by myself (which rarely happens) so I was enjoying it.<br />
I was at a stop sign, minding my own business, keenly aware of what was going on in front of me.<br />
When all of a sudden, a man on roller-skates comes out of no where, FROM BEHIND, and pops his head in my window to ask me if I wanted to buy a back scratcher.<br />
OK. I panicked, thinking how am I going to get out of this situation, 2 of the missionary women here have had men grab them and steal their purses.<br />
I am thinking I am going to die in Costa Rica by a strange man with a back scratcher.<br />
My immediate thought was NOT let me witness to this man who obviously needs Jesus. <br />
No sir, my ninja faith had me run the red light and roll up the window as fast as I could.<br />
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speaking of the car.<br />
last week I decided that I drive better when I am angry. <br />
I have had a huge fear of the road from here to the girl's school since the beginning of school, creeping my way up. Praying that the rapture occurred at any second.<br />
It is scary people.<br />
Well last week I was angry before I left, (I am not going into the details :) and got half way up the road when I realized I was driving the "drive of death".<br />
And I was not focused on the bathsized pot holes, or steep embankments. <br />
(negative points there)<br />
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I still struggle with materialism.<br />
I have hardly thought about that in a long while (selling most everything you own and packing everything you want for the next 3 years in 20 suitcases makes you choose your purchases carefully)<br />
However, the girls started a new school, and at this school there are some very affluent people. I found myself wanted to know who Micheal Kross was and how could I get a bag like everyone else's. (or I would settle for a coach bag.) I have never ever in my life wanted a purse that would cost a house payment. But yep, it is true. I did recently. I wanted to fit in by the things that other people saw. (before that I just wanted some new pajamas from k-mart)<br />
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The next have nothing to do with Ninja faith, but are just some confessions.<br />
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I can not do a three point turn (it is more like a five point turn if I am lucky)<br />
I use my i-phone to help me in difficult conversations, and directions. I am still addicted to it.<br />
I still like Vera Bradley & Brighton jewelry<br />
I have become a hoarder. (not like extreme coupon hoarding) but . . . here you never know what you are going to find, and how long they are going to sell it. So when I find something I like, or my girls like, I buy 4 of them. (which may or may not include brownie mix) I know that is ridiculous. But I have gone back so many times and NOT been able to get them, I have resorted to hoarding. A month ago (for example) they had the cornbread mix that we like. Now we like it so much it made the precious 20 suitcases when we came. Only one box, because we only eat it on New Years Day. But they had it in a store here, and I bought 4 boxes. (really?)<br />
I buy imported fruit. I can't for the life of me understand how people can eat some of these fruits. (for the record apples, grapes, and kiwi are imported)<br />
I don't understand why missionaries criticize each other.<br />
I don't want to get the "yellow fever" vaccine that I have to get. <br />
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I could go on and on. . .<br />
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But I will stop with one last confession.<br />
Today I cried.<br />
I came home from a parent volunteer session at the girls school. I plopped down in the room where Dave was doing office work, and started to cry.<br />
I will give the man credit, he was smart enough to stop what he was doing, but was totally clueless at the cause.<br />
Every time I tried to tell him, I found myself physically unable to.<br />
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BACKGROUND INFORMATION:<br />
Our Big prayer is that our girls, especially Maggi, finds a true good friend. Maggi's personality needs a good friend. There are only 5 girls in her class. One is sweet but has a faith completely opposite of what we believe. One has no faith. And two are girls who are from here, and have been in the same class since Kindergarden. They are tight, and speak Spanish as first language. Maggi and I have been brainstroming ways to "mix" the Costa Rican girls and the American girls. Well today I realized how hard it is to be in her shoes. In the parent volunteer meeting, the women paired off, obviously being close friends, and after cordial introductions with me, they start speaking in Spanish, and became involved in their own conversations. Now our Spanish is good enough to order food, grocery shop, small talk, speak in conversations, pay bills, and are comfortable in conversations that we are familiar with the vocabulary. But that doesn't take the place of a life time of "history" between friends, talking about things that are familiar with local phrases and terms. I came home with the painful reality of what Maggi faces everyday. Wanted to connect, but having a big divide. My heart was bleeding for her. I had no words. I had no ninja like faith. I wanted to take her home, and give her a pajama party with her old friends. I wanted to go to the mall, go to chick-fil-a, and drive with the windows down singing songs at the top of our lungs (I would even let the songs be One Direction songs). I wanted things to not be hard for her. <br />
so I cried.<br />
Not the stories you here missionaries talk about when they come to your church.<br />
Not the thoughts they make people give money to your mission.<br />
Certainly NOT the definition of a "ninja" Christian.<br />
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just an ordinary mom, doing the best she can, realizing that it is about the small steps that are defining our family and our faith.<br />
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If I trust the Lord enough to move my family wherever He wants. <br />
Then surely I can trust Him to bring Maggi a friend.<br />
(and one who has a great mom wouldn't be bad- just saying)<br />
and then I stopped crying (after I ate a little chocolate).<br />
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<i>1 Thessaloninas 1:2-4</i><br />
<i>We always thank God for all of you and continually mention you in our prayers. We remember before our God and Father your work produced by faith, your labor prompted by love, and your endurance inspired by hope in our Lord Jesus Christ. For we know, brothers and sisters loved by God, that He has chosen you. . .</i><br />
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<br />The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-86925906529320972882013-09-30T19:52:00.004-04:002013-09-30T19:52:59.548-04:00CINCELOK,<br />
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Can I pretend that I haven't ignored the blog the last 6 months?<br />
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Life was really crazy, and we were all stretched thin. <br />
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So much has happened in the last 6 months. . .<br />
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The girls finished their first year of school here in San Jose.<br />
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We officially became residents of Costa Rica.<br />
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The girls started their new school 6 weeks after finishing the old one<br />
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(is it just me or did ya'll see the difference in Maggi, good grief. . . .)<br />
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We received our driver's license.<br />
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WE GRADUATED FROM LANGUAGE SCHOOL. .<br />
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Words on the page, or a blog, or even spoken can not begin to explain, how each of those things were major milestones in our lives.<br />
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I think that is why I haven't written anything down, I just did not have the words to begin to explain how we were living out our life here. <br />
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When they give you that test to assess your stress level, well lets just say, we "aced" that test.<br />
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The language school we attended here in San Jose, Costa Rica is called CINCEL. It is where any missionary from the Assemblies of God will go for language studies if they are going to a Central or South American country, or a special assignment that requires Spanish. <br />
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CINCEL is short for the Center for Cultural Research and Language Studies. <br />
If you translate the word from Spanish, it is chisel.<br />
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Chisel.<br />
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That is a perfect description of how our last year has been. <br />
we have been chiseled. <br />
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and it has been painful.<br />
and we wanted to quit.<br />
and we cried.<br />
and we studied.<br />
and we humiliated our self trying to speak.<br />
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We were slowly being chipped. carved. simply put chiseled.<br />
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chiseled.<br />
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I just couldn't find the strength to share my experience on line.<br />
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When we agreed to go. . . at all cost, I don't think we knew exactly what that meant.<br />
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Let me point out, that I don't compare myself to people who have paid with their lives, their family. <br />
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I don't think we (except my girls) are extraordinary people.<br />
We have always said, we are just an ordinary family going where He leads.<br />
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But when you are being chiseled, and you see the parts that are falling off, you find your self surprised as you watch the process. <br />
Some parts we saw "fall" are parts we thought were essential. (I am a nurse, so to me, it is like in the middle of a procedure and the surgeon "nicks" an artery") <br />
And to be honest, we felt like we were "bleeding out".<br />
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When we were being chiseled we, at times, had "open wounds".<br />
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But He kept chiseling.<br />
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and we kept moving forward.<br />
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I am not so foolish to believe that the "chiseling" is finished. That does not stop because you get a diploma from a language school. (but just for the record, I have one)<br />
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but, for us, we feel we have reached a milestone.<br />
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When we (David and I) take a moment to look at the big picture, the big project, the "sculpture", we get very emotional. Even as I type, I get teary. . .<br />
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What we couldn't see each day, or each "loss" looks beautiful now. <br />
Even unfinished.<br />
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We have overcome very personal attacks, loss of control, defeat, sadness, anger, discouragement, and the list goes on. Chiseled.<br />
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HOWEVER, I wouldn't change it. Not one stroke of the chisel. We are stronger, our faith is deeper, our commitment is more fierce, our love for each other more bonded. We trust the Lord more, we want to give more, go more, be more. We want to be found faithful, obedient, and humble servants. <br />
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Thank you so much for sharing this journey with us. Thank you for the encouragement, the prayers, the packages, the letters, the extra money, the calls, the faith you put in us. Thank you for loving us, during the process. Thank you for believing in the "rookie missionaries".<br />
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Our prayer for you is that during your CINCEL experience, when you are being chiseled to something that is unrecognizable, know that you are not alone. We are partners together. <br />
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We are honored to be with you, as you are with us, for the "before" the "during" and we will together want to be found faithful for "after" . . .throughout the chiseling process.<br />
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<br />The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-79168618837723120282013-03-29T00:51:00.000-04:002013-03-29T00:51:40.786-04:00A trip to the marketWe have a variety of places to shop for groceries here in San Jose.<br />
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We shop mostly at a grocery store near our house, because of the proximity to our house. There is an open fruit and vegetable market on the weekends, and when we get a chance we like to get our fresh fruits and veggies for the week there at the "feria". <br />
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I have to admit, I have not gone totally native with all of the food, we stick to what we know, we have added more beans and rice to our diet, and have added many new fruits, many of which we don't even know how to pronounce correctly. . . remember we are new missionaries :)</div>
The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-83673774251111467052013-03-26T16:36:00.002-04:002013-03-26T16:36:54.320-04:00If this was my full time jobIf this was my full time job, I would obviously be hungry and homeless.<br />
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I don't know how my time evaporates, but here it is March, and I realize I haven't posted anything this year. Good grief, how does that happen?<br />
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I have some strong examples of how this happens, for example, I tried in January to put a post of pictures from each month of the 2012. I had sketchy to little internet for a few days, then I forgot.<br />
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Then I tried to post some from Emma's bd in Feb, then I realized, that I had deleted her bd pictures, after at least an hour of searching them for them, by that time I had forgotten all about the blog, and was mourning the loss of the pictures. ;(<br />
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And finally today, in my efforts to multitask, I had the blog ready to publish, and went to to check an email, and alas, loss the entire thing. <br />
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So there it is friends. <br />
My confession<br />
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But Life is good. I have to admit, that learning Spanish is literally our full time job, leaving very little energy (mental or physical) for anything else. including this blog.<br />
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I feel like I need to wait for something "great" to blog about, but people say, that want to know how we are doing, and some of the things we are seeing. . . so I need to do better. . .<br />
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So lets start back with "simple"<br />
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Emma's 9th birthay, Feb 4th<br />
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2 of the prettiest things in Costa Rica</div>
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I will be working on trying to be more intentional on updating our friends and families as we learn to become what God wants us to be here in Costa Rica.</div>
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<br />The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-23450676328283745152012-12-28T11:16:00.001-05:002012-12-28T11:16:45.576-05:00The MessageWe are getting ready to wrap up another year, and quite frankly, I am ready to close 2012. <div>
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This morning in my quite time, my Bible was in my bedroom, and since I was up earlier than anyone else, I quietly came down stairs. I have this little copy of The Message. So I decided to read in it this morning (it was either that or the Spanish Bible, and since I am not being taught Spanish in the King James language, I went with the Message)</div>
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I waited and waited and waited for God.</div>
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At last he looked; finally he listened.</div>
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He lifted me out of the ditch, pulled me from deep mud</div>
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He stod me up on a solid rock</div>
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to make sure I wouldn't slip.</div>
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He taught me how to sing the latest God-song,</div>
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a praise-song to our God.</div>
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More and more people are seeing this;</div>
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they enter the mystery,</div>
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abandoning themselves to God.</div>
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Blessed are you who give yourselves over to God,</div>
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turn your backs on the World's "sure thing",</div>
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ignore what the world worships;</div>
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The world's a huge stockpile of God-wonders and God thoughts.</div>
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Nothing and no one comes close to You!</div>
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I start talking about you, telling what I know,</div>
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and quickly run out of words.</div>
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Neither numbers nor words account for you.</div>
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Doing something for you, bringing something to you-</div>
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that's not what you're after,</div>
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that's not what you're asking for.</div>
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You've opened my ears so I can listen.</div>
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So I answered, "I'm coming. I read in your letter what you wrote about me,</div>
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That's when God's Word entered my life,</div>
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became part of my very being.</div>
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I've preached you to the whole congregation,</div>
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I've kept back noting, God-you know that.</div>
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I told it all, how dependable you are, how thorough.</div>
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I didn't hold back pieces of love and truth</div>
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For myself alone. I told it all</div>
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let the congregation know the whole story.</div>
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Your love and truth are all that keeps me together.</div>
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When troubles ganged up on me,</div>
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I was so swamped by guilt that my heart gave out. . . .</div>
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Let those who know what you're all about</div>
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tell the world you're great and not quitting.</div>
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And me? I'm a mess. I'm nothing and have nothing.</div>
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Make something of me. . .</div>
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I love this, and I hope you do to. </div>
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He made sure I wouldn't slip</div>
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turn your back on the world's sure thing</div>
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I quickly ran out of words</div>
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"when Peter saw him, he asked, "Lord, what about him?" Jesus answered, "If I want him to remain alive until I return, what is that to you? You must follow me"" John 21:21-22</div>
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<i>God says, FOLLOW ME. But instead of looking to the Lord. I sometimes look to the situations and qualities of others. I use the excuses, "lord, they speak the language better. . . Lord, they are more outgoing than I am . . . Lord, they have more friends than I do. . . Lord, they are having an easier term than I am. "taking my eyes off God's purpose for me and placing my eyes on someones else's life shows lack of contentment.</i></div>
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<i>You must follow Me. He does not say if I want to or if it easy; He says I must follow Him. God made me the way He did for a purpose. I am the only one who can follow God the way I can. You are the only one who can follow God the way you can. We must follow Him, and we must be content with our role while doing it. </i></div>
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Now don't think this was written just for missionaries, because it isn't, when I wasn't on the field, I had thoughts like, "Lord they don't understand, they don't have to work night shift, or They have no idea what is like having a hard time getting pregnant, or they have no idea the struggles I am facing, or it is so easy for them to start an IV (remember I am a nurse).<br />
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So wherever you find your self, you can find yourself taking your eyes off the Lord. <br />
Where we are in Costa Rica, we are at language school with other rookie missionaries who are in the same place we are. We are all trying to learn Spanish, we all just came off itineration, we are all giving up our family, friends, and home to answer a call that is greater than we are. <br />
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So it is sometimes hard to not look around. I confess, I am guilty. I get frustrated when every one around me can roll their R's and I can't, or when they understand reflexive pronouns, and I have no clue what is going on. I need to remember WITTY. What is it that to me. God has a path just for me, one that they are not walking. Their road, wether it be in Costa Rica, Gastonia, Folsom, or Lusk Wyoming, has been mapped out just for them. <br />
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Lord please don't find me with my eyes on my neighbor, discontent with the plan you have for me. Please keep me from comparing myself to those around me, either at home or on the mission field. <br />
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Lord please teach me to be content in who I am in You.<br />
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(imagine a really peaceful picture here, but after 2 days of slow internet, forget it :))The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-7793693680751449332012-12-10T23:29:00.003-05:002012-12-10T23:29:47.729-05:00I call dibs on that!We only have 3 more days of class, and I can not find the motivation I need to study. . .<br />
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Dave is out with some friends, the girls are fast asleep, and I am trying to understand the differences between saber and conocer, (um hello) but my brain has checked out. . .<br />
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So I am reflecting tonight. . .<br />
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We have been in our house for a little over a week now, and we are starting to feel like this is home.<br />
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Last night, Emma said something to me, that got me thinking. . .<br />
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She came up to me, and said,<br />
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"mama, I call dibs on the placemats!"<br />
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With a thousand and one things running through my head, I was confused.<br />
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So I said, "clarify please Emma"<br />
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And she said, "when you die, I want the placemats"<br />
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What a strange comment, I was thinking. . .<br />
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Because, during itineration people would ask, "well what are you going to take?" "how many suitcases will you take" etc.<br />
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And it was hard, we packed 20 bags, and we each brought a carry on. So how do you decide what is the most important things to you, things that you will be ok if they are packed up for the next 3 years, and you won't see again, what do you save, what do you throw away, what is so special that it makes it into the 20 precious bags.<br />
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This was very hard for me, I gave the girls a lot of leeway, they brought things that I don't think they will ever play with or use. We left power tools behind and packed my little ponies, thats how important the girls transition was to us. <br />
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And now back to Emma's comment. To me, she wasn't just saying, "I want your placemats when you die" She was saying, "Mama, I love that we have a placemat for every season, when I am old, and have girls of my own (because she doesn't want boys) I want to make my home special and pull out these placemats to remind me of growing up. Mama, thank you, for taking the space out of the 20 suitcases for these placemats, you made a good decision. "<br />
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"Mama, you made this house my home, and I love it."<br />
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and now I am teary again.The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-89594961604378697452012-11-20T20:55:00.003-05:002012-11-20T20:55:40.375-05:00ThankfulI can't believe how fast time is going!<br />
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So sorry it has been so long since we have updated. <br />
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Our time seems to evaporate here.<br />
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So let me try to update everyone!<br />
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Maggi is doing really well in 6th grade. She has made some great friends at school, for which we are so THANKFUL. This has been a direct answer to prayer, as many of you know. She is our very quiet girl, who through itineration and visiting churches, has learned to shine for Jesus, and learned to dream big and take risks to achieve great things. We went to visit with a team that was working on a church, and Maggi was not going to be happy until she was able to actually work. We looked over and she was helping carry cinder blocks from the pile to where the workers needed them. We are very thankful for her quiet determination, her heart of prayer, and how she quietly longs to please our Lord. <br />
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Emma, is still going strong. She is in 3rd grade, and is always chatting and talking. She is also adapting really well. She continues to surprise us with her vocabulary in English and Spanish. Emma is very tall, and with her blue eyes, dimples, freckles, and love of BIG headbands/hairbows, she tends to draw attention to our family. She loves to be the center of attention. We know that our Father has big things in store for our little girl who has all the confidence, courage, and faith that it takes to move mountains. We THANK the Lord for this sweet girl<br />
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We obtained and submitted our complete packet for our residency visas. This required many steps and trips to various official buildings here in San Jose. To give some examples, we had to go bring documents from 3 states in the US with us, we had to have background checks here and the US, we needed to be fingerprinted for interpol, we had to register with the US embassy here, and other random documents, all of this needed to be submitted within our first 90 days in Costa Rica. If we didn't obtain our necessary paperwork, we are required to leave the country every 90 days to maintain legal visas. We won't actually receive our residencies for several months (or maybe even 18 months) but, we are very excited to have all of that paperwork submitted. </div>
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We have also been house hunting. This is not as much fun as the show on HGTV. Trust me on this. The girls became weary of the house hunt. But we finally found something that we are excited about making our home. This was another direct answer to prayer. We feel that we had the favor of the Lord on this big decision. Our landlord lowered the price by $700 a month for us.</div>
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For instance, if you see something you want, you should most likely purchase those things immediately. </div>
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We learned this the hard way, who knew that within 5 days, the sofa and chairs I had picked out would sell out in 3 different stores. We shopped from people leaving the country, from Craigslist Costa Rica (who knew), and from fellow missionaries. Our move in date is next Friday! We all thrilled to finally be settled. In the past 18 months we will have moved 6 times. The landlord allowed the girls to pick out their paint colors, and we are finding ways to make each room special. We will show pictures as soon as we get settled. Emma's bed had to be ordered (again, who knew they sell things so quickly), so it may takes us a while for the big picture for her, but we will show you soon!</div>
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And we will be receiving our Speed the Light car soon. </div>
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Merry Christmas to us!</div>
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We are actually buying a STL car from other missionaries, to help keep cost down for our first term.</div>
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We have done all of this while still attending language school! </div>
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This is no small thing, let me assure you. </div>
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We attend classes Monday through Friday, and have done countless hours of homework, written papers, done lessons on the computer, etc, and then used our baby level language in the police station, with the lawyers helping us with visas, in the grocery store, in the court house, to the taxi drivers, to the salesclerks, to the security guards. . . Because of our adventures outside the classroom we have learned many new vocabulary words </div>
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(fingerprints for example)</div>
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I will never ever ever get used to that.</div>
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Put we exchanged our annual fall trip, to Volcan Arenal, and really enjoyed getting out of the city.</div>
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So I think that catches us up. The first trimester (as we call it in school) has been all about setting up house, and getting settled. Our BIG goal is to be completely settled by Christmas. With a little help from our friends, we think that is almost a reality. (we have people sending us some packages with shower curtains from South Carolina, a friend from Connecticut bringing a suitcase of supplies on a business trip here, and a friend's nephew from Texas bringing some of our favorite supplies from the states, and of course Nanny bringing some suitcases full of small appliances from our friends in the Northern California Nevada district). </div>
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All that being said, we are ready to meet our National Church friends, scope the field for ministry opportunities, and find our niche here in the country. We feel we are at a huge advantage to be able to do this our first year, many of our friends at language school will have to do this after they arrive on the field. We had the option of staying at CINCEL (language school) for the entire year, but we were ready to be settled. We have visited many churches here, and are starting to meet the presbytery, and executive members. We feel that this is such an awesome way to ease into a new life. </div>
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So please be in continued prayer for us in the following:</div>
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that we begin to see the right ministry for our family</div>
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that we will walk in the favor of the Lord </div>
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that we all remain healthy(we have all been on antibiotics since being here)</div>
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that the girls continue to THRIVE and begin to feel rooted here</div>
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for language acquisition</div>
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that our house becomes our home and is a safe shelter for the family</div>
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That we are able to make relationships with the Local church despite the language barrier</div>
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pray for our families back in the states specifically for their health</div>
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for our finanical needs to be continuously met</div>
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Maggi asked that you join her in prayer for friends at school begin to know Jesus in a real way</div>
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Here in Costa Rica, after the rainy season, the Christmas winds come to dry things up. </div>
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And so it is for the Cartwright family, another season is closing, and the winds of change are upon us again. And we are thankful for so many things. We are thankful to be here in Costa Rica, after a life long calling. We are thankful to have a body of supports who give to us out of sacrifice, that are sowing seeds here in Costa Rica. We are thankful to have friends who pray without ceasing for us. The emails, the facebook messages, and phone calls just to let us know you were praying for us, humble us, and often brings us to tears, who are we that you would call out on our behalf? We are thankful for friends all over the nation, and now the nations. You have supported us through a very difficult last 18 months, and now many have become our missionary family. We are thankful for our family, leaving them in the US was the most difficult thing we faced in itineration (surprising that it wasn't the raising of the budget). We are thankful to be on this amazing journey.</div>
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Thank You!</div>
The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-40918662317952249252012-09-27T22:48:00.002-04:002012-09-27T22:48:54.595-04:00HOLA!Hola (hello)<br />
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We have now been here for 3 weeks, and are finally getting into a bit of a grove. <br />
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I get up at 5:00, for a number of reasons<br />
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* I need some alone time with the Lord, and this is just about the only way I can get it<br />
* When three girls share a bathroom, I need all the extra time I can get<br />
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by 5:45 I am ready to wake up the girls and get them going (the night before they lay out their clothes, we have their lunch packed, bookbags and raincoats ready to go).<br />
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6:00 we are all ready to eat some breakfast<br />
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6:25 we are all out the door<br />
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We arrive to our school at 6:50 so that the girls can ride the school bus to their school, Sojourn.<br />
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Now Dave and I have to wait an hour before our school starts, so this is where Dave often reads and prayers, I lay my seat back and snooze, or we go have breakfast with our fellow Missionaries in their home. <br />
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Then Dave and I have language school, and the girls are at their school. They return to us close to 3:00, and we venture back to our house we are staying at for one more week. <br />
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We get homework for the girls started, and then dinner started, and then the girls have a little down time, baths, and then in to bed by 8:00. <br />
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That is when Dave and I start our homework. <br />
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Crazy, our lives went to pretty loose schedules except on the weekends and Wed, to very strict and time conscious schedules. <br />
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Things will change next week when we are in our new apartment. We hope to be more settled, and less like we are camping then. During the next 2 1/2 months we hope to find a new place to live and shop for our furniture, so that we will be ready to celebrate Christmas in our New home. Here in Costa Rica there is no Halloween or Thanksgiving, so they already have their Christmas decorations out. That is super crazy, but since I love Christmas, the only think stopping me from putting up my tree in October, is that I would have to move it :(<br />
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But we have been busy here. We celebrated Costa Rica's Independence day. We had a lot of fun, making our faroles (lanterns). At 6:00 on Sept 14, everyone steps outside and sings the National Anthem, and the children light their faroles to remember when they came through the streets declaring that Independence had been won. So the girls were in a parade at their school.<br />
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We had open house night at the girls school as well, and it was fun to check out their classrooms and meet their teachers.<br />
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We are learning to grocery shop here, and aside from sticker shock on how much things cost, we are having fun with the new products they have (chicky's, yippys, mammo chinos (actually that is a fruit but it is still fun). About the sticker shock, I noticed that they had that scanner (thing that they put on electronics in the states, the thing that they have to wave over a pad to demagnetize it or whatever) on CHEESE. It's that bad people. <br />
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All that to say, we are adjusting.<br />
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The girls are doing really well. I am not just saying that so the grandparents will be happy. But they are sincerely legitimately happy. I keep waiting for them to show signs of culture shock. But so far, nothing. Emma and Maggi both love saying their simple prayers in Spanish now (and thanks to them I impressed my teacher in my class when I offered to pray). They love looking at the things in the produce isle, observing all they can in the car, etc. they are soaking it all in. <br />
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And for that I am grateful. That is not an accident. I know it is because people from all over the country have prayed for them, prayed for protection, prayed for them to make friends, to enjoy school, to pick up on the language fast. Countless prayers have gone up on their behalf. And because of it I am amazed. <br />
and grateful<br />
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David and I doing well, maybe not as good as Maggi and Emma, but we are hanging in there. When you become physically exhausted, it wears on your emotions, that combined with the immense job of learning a language, I felt saturated with it all last week. So when my Spanish teacher (who speaks no English) asked me where my parents were, I, in my broken Spanish, told her my dad was in the US. Then she asked me where my mom was, and I in my very little Spanish, not knowing many words, said "Con Dios" which meant, she is with God, but I couldn't say it without tears flowing down my cheeks. So of course there I am, crying in class before it even gets tough. <br />
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But my Father is faithful, He is building us up, and has proven faithful time and time again. <br />
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We are in awe of His goodness over us. <br />
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And while we may be at a loss for words sometimes (because we don't know them in Spanish, or because there is no way to articulate something) we are so incredibly happy to be here. . . <br />
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in Costa Rica<br />
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serving Him<br />
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<br />The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-29246555464682274042012-09-16T15:23:00.000-04:002012-09-16T15:23:50.301-04:00We Are Here!We Can Not Believe we are actually Here, in the beautiful country of Costa Rica.<br />
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It has been a long journey! <br />
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When we completed our application in October of 2009, we had no idea where we would end up, or when. <br />
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But we landed on Sept. 5, 2012 in San Jose, Costa RIca.<br />
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We have been in the process of moving and saying goodbyes since July of 2011, so we all felt like we were finally ready to be here. <br />
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We had 20 checked bags (11 footlockers and 3 suitcases and 6 duffle bags). We each carried a small suitcase on the plane, and each had a back pack. We looked like the Beverly Hill Billies. But we did it. <br />
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We all got to bring a little of what we felt like we couldn't live without. For Dave it was some fishing stuff, for me it was a little from each American Holiday to decorate the house, For Maggi it was books and stuffed animals, and for Emma. . . well she brought a small village of my little ponnyville ponies and accessories. This was our first time, so we had asked a variety of people what they would bring, and we adapted it to our family. <br />
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We landed on the day that Costa Rica had a major earthquake, but the quake did minimal damage to the country, and did not delay our arrival at all. <br />
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We left Sacramento in the morning, and had a connecting flight in Dallas. While waiting for our flight to San Jose, we ran into other missionaries headed to San Jose to start their time at Cincel. I am going to have to say, the kids were all so excited to be there. <br />
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We then arrived and cruised through immigration, and the only hiccup, was that Maggi and Emma had made passports for their American Girl dolls, in hopes that they could get them stamped with them upon entry in to the country. However the agent wouldn't stamp them. They were slightly disappointed. Then we picked up all of our bags, and then went through customs without any problems. <br />
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We had Don, the director of Cincel meet us, as well as one of our fellow missionaries, Josh. It was so nice to be welcomed home. Josh took us to our apartment where they had stocked us up on some snacks, breakfast and lunch for the next day. It was such a thoughtful gesture. <br />
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The girls got up bright and early the next day to start their first day of school. I can honestly say that they were so excited. They were ready to begin. Such an answer to not only our prayers, but the prayers of so many. It was a little akward leaving them there at their school, and then going back to ours. <br />
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We were in a very Costa Rican apartment off campus, however, it needed a little maintance, so it was decided that we would wait till an apartment closer to campus became available at the beginning of October, and that would better suit our needs. So in the mean time, we are able to stay in a fellow missionaries home, while they are away.<br />
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Our grand plan, is to be in the little apartment until December, and in the meantime look for our house that we will stay in for the remainder of our time at Cincel, and our first full term. So please be in prayer that the right home would be available to us.<br />
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So, we are still mostly living out of suitcases, which is a tad stressful, because we go to look for something, and can't easily find it, but, we are managing just fine. <br />
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So all of that being said, we are adjusting. <br />
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We are still in a state of being overwhelmed that we are finally here. We are so grateful for everyones prayers, sacraficial giving, their generous gifts to our children, the act of friendship bestowed upon us. . . all of it. <br />
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We know that we are not here because of one church or one district. We are here because we serve a Father who taught the Cartwright family that He provides in His time a perfect plan designed just for us. <br />
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I wish I could tell you of each miracle that got us here, but the truth is I don't know. Often times a family would give us what they could, making a sacrifice so that we could go where we were called to go. I don't know who they all were, they willing placed their offering in the plate as it went by. But we pray for them, as a family we pray that God would pour in not only money, but health and safety on them. We had a family that left the service, went home and got clothes to put on our backs for the bitter midwest winter. We had the South Carolina District provide a large donation to help us actually get to the field, and provide money so that we could bring our excess baggage. Norcal Nevada has provided finical funds to help with our arrival also, but then women provided money to help us set up our household goods, and a store we could shop in before we left. The NPLAD provided us our last push to get here, and the SC Hispanic district wanted to be a part of the Cartwright family in Costa Rica, and are mixed in the support base as well. <br />
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We feel like we are a quilt, with different swatches from all over, woven together to make something beautiful. <br />
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"Thank you" seems like a small way to say how we feel. <br />
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We are overwhelmed with gratitude, ready to serve, anxious to hear Our Father be specific in each detail in our lives. <br />
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<i>How good and pleasant it is when brothers live together in unity! Psam 133:1</i>The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-71694883947475705962012-07-25T02:37:00.001-04:002012-07-25T02:37:53.757-04:00thus far and empty jarsMy thoughts are scattered, but I need to type them out, so they become real, so I don't forgtet.<br />
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I am not sure where to start.<br />
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So. . . <br />
I 'll start from last week. We were feeling pretty beat up, just the weariness of constant travel, the stress of itineration, the calender with the start of language school looming over us, and the finicial deficiet of our itineration. It was a heavy burden. One that we weren't even asked to carry.<br />
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Somehow we thought we were in charge of our budget, our calender, the timing of it all.<br />
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On our schedule was a district council (which is where their are a large number of churches come together for prayer, meetings, business, and services). There was one last week and this weekend. <br />
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So we were praying that between the 2 district councils, and making a last run around the state, we would be able to get to Costa Rica by September. Even if our budget was below where it needed to be <br />
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We were praying for a miracle. <br />
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And honestly, my faith was very weak. I felt that I had been praying for several miracles the past year, only to have them seemingly go unanswered.<br />
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We have some friends, Louis and Lourdes, who had recently received a miracle in their budget, and encouraged us to believe for our miracle. They said that they would stand with us in prayer in fasting for 2 days before the district council. Louis was coming to attend the District meetings, and he and Dave were preparing to tag team and hit the meetigs hard, making friends, and creating partners along the way. <br />
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Louis felt that the Lord had given him a message for us, it was II Kings 4:1-7. He told us to fill out blank pledge forms, and that just as the Lord filled the widow's oil, He would bring in our pledges. Our friends believed that by the end of the weekend, our budget would be met. Our jars so to speak, were our pledge forms, and that God was going to have them overflow.<br />
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Their enthusiasm was unreal. We blamed it on them just having received their miracle (and them being Latino :))<br />
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We were so tired, we weak, so scared to believe such a thing could happen. <br />
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But we prayed, and fasted, and filled out empty pledge forms. <br />
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So there were our empty jars.<br />
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Dave and Louis were scheduled to go to the district together. They left for the conference on Friday.<br />
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The day they left, I was praying, and reading my Bible. For several years now, as I read, I will date the Scripture, and jot a note. I have been doing the Live Dead Journel, a 30 day challenge of prayer for unreached peoples, particularly in Africa. It also encourages to write in your Bible, doodle, scribble down thoughts and prayers.<br />
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So in my Bible, in Exodus 16 (the story of manna and quail), I have a very bad doodle of an empty mason jar. My notes say. . .<br />
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Fasting and believing for miracles 7/12<br />
"I will know it was the Lord who provided for my needs."<br />
"Take and keep (this empty jar) for generations to come so they can see the miracle"<br />
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In my prayer journal, I wrote, I believe Lord, but just as another has prayed, "Lord help my unbelief"<br />
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They left on Friday. <br />
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Dave's text message were short, but are as follows:<br />
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Friday<br />
*pray Amy, they have changed the schedule they wouuld like us to address the district tonight instead of tomorrow<br />
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*We had 4 people take pledge forms<br />
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*I went to take a picture with Matthew Barnett (from the LA dream center), and he wanted a pledge form, he wants to support us, WHAT?<br />
(He sent me the picture of his business card as proof)<br />
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Saturday<br />
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7:58 am *Good morning Beautiful (thats me :)Today is the day the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it. I anticipate God making us feel small and silly today for our worry and doubt. We will see the hand of God move mountains from before us and we will rejoice in His loving kindness and faithfulness in all things. We will give Him alone the glory for He is good and worthy to be praised despite any circumstance we may face. So be greatly encouraged in the Lord today no matter what, because He surely loves us and has us wrapped in the palm of His hand.<br />
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12:06 p.m. the mission's banquet is starting, pray again<br />
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1:57 p.m. We just got at least $700 in pledges, maybe more. Praise Jesus<br />
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8:32 p.m. We just got $800 more in pledges babe (thats me again ;) God did it in 1 day! I don't have words.<br />
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there were more texts but those are private. . .Ahem. . . .<br />
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Sunday<br />
7:54 For some reason things seem so much brighter today followed by a picture of the pledges spread over the bed ( I needed proof)<br />
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we are left speechless. <br />
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We are so small.<br />
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We had received the remaining $1500 in monthly commitments in one weekend. Exactly our need. <br />
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How could we doubt that Our Father had a plan, planned just for us, that would display His care and love in only the way a Father who longs for His children to be cared for in. <br />
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We were so humbled. <br />
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Things are still very unofficial, but today is Tuesday, and the girls and I have started packing. <br />
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We had been told earlier, that the journey would be difficult, and that somewhere along the way, it would be lonely, and that you would have to take something as part of your testimony, something that would help you remember the place he brought us from.<br />
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so for us, I will be taking an empty jar. to Costa Rica. On September 5th.<br />
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"then you will know that I am the Lord your God" Exodus 16:11<br />
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<br />The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-70264846542460703572012-07-10T23:15:00.001-04:002012-07-10T23:15:26.456-04:00I couldn't find the words<i>The last few weeks have been hard for the family. <br />
I could never find the best way to articulate my feelings, struggles, and deepest prayers.<br />
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After a rough family event last night, David started typing. . . <br />
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And this time I couldn't find the words, But Dave did.</i><br />
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How do you stand when you don’t even know where to stand? When pursuing what it is you believe God would have you do seems to contradict what you understand it means to love and protect your family. When you no longer feel as if you are accomplishing either, what do you do? You feel like a failure, for one. You feel very alone for another. You know that God is concerned more about you, more about your family, than He is concerned with what you do. You know that He promises to provide in every area of your life no matter the circumstances, but in this place you can’t see it. You know that He has created you to love Him first of all, but also he has equipped you to do something as well. He expects all of us to do the something he has equipped and called us to do. It has to flow out of our relationship with him, but none the less we are accountable to the calling and talents he places in our lives. The first thing He has called us to do outside of our relationship with Him is to love our spouse more than any other human being. He calls us to prefer them over anyone, to love them unconditionally and protect them. Second he calls us to love our children He blesses us with. To protect them, provide for them and to raise them up to know and love God. But then He calls us to love this world. He calls us to live our lives in such a way before them that we are able to draw others to Him. He calls us to give up our lives as He gave up his to love the world and draw them back into relationship with their heavenly father. So where are we left when this calling to love our family and our call to love the world seem to be in conflict?<br />
All I know to do is give myself over to Him completely and say “God I am completely incapable of accomplishing anything without you.” I cannot love my wife like she needs to be loved, I cannot love my kids or raise them the way they need to be. I certainly cannot love a world that does not love me in such a way as to reveal anything but my faults and failures. So I acknowledge that only God can accomplish those things in me. I ask that He would give me the ability to effectively love my wife and children unconditionally, protect and provide for them. Secondly that he would give me the opportunity to effectively accomplish His calling in my life to be used to reach a lost world.<br />
Lord in this place this is my prayer. “Forgive me for thinking I am in anyway able to accomplish a life lived for you under my own strength. Forgive me for how that has been revealed in a less than intimate relationship with you. Forgive me for how that has affected my wife and children. Forgive me for taking the call to love the world and viewing it through my own ability and suspect talents. Lord I once again take the place as a worshiper, disciple, student, child. I say Lord, have your way in my life through your understanding, your plan, your will, not mine. I ask that you work through my life to help me love you and relate to you in an intimate and genuine relationship. That through that relationship you enable me to effectively and passionately love my wife, to raise my children with deep love and affection to help them to love you and see them become all you have designed. Also I ask that you help me to be in this world for you what you have created me to be. Help me to trust you each day to provide the desire, the opportunity and the ability to accomplish your will. Help me to place my confidence in your provision, to hear your voice and to walk boldly in your presence. Lord I am lost and empty without you in this place of confusion and uncertainty. Hold my hand, be my guide, my strength, my everything and accomplish your will not mine. I give you all the glory, honor and praise. Amen.”<br />
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<i>Have I ever told you how much I love that man?</i>The Cartwright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03326488927299136317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7806299422597989753.post-69990068735840311922012-05-15T04:41:00.003-04:002012-05-15T04:41:43.996-04:00A DipI read a great devotional last week.<br />
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One that really spoke to me, like it was written for me at just the right time. . .<br />
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Here goes.<br />
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There is usually a huge gap between the birth of a dream and the achievement of that dream. The question you have to ask yourself is whether it will be a fulfillment gap or a frustration gap. If it's a frustration gap you'll be miserable most of the days you're in it. And every day that you're frustrated instead of fulfilled, you lessen the odds that you'll be able to keep moving forward toward your dream. Author Seth Godin calls this gap between when you set out to do something and when you actually start to see significant results "the dip". The dip represent the adversity you must face, the learning curve you must go through, and the hard work you must be willing to invest between conception and realization. If the dip you are in seems to be a road without end, here are some Scriptures you need to stand on "Dont be impatient for the Lord to act! Kepp traveling steadily along his pathway and in due season he will honor you with every blessing." "Do not throw away your confidence; it will be richly rewarded. You need to perservere so that when you have done the will of God, you will receive what he has promised" (Heb 10:35-36) "So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary but what is unseen is eternal (2 Cor 4:18). God has promised you more than just the fulfillment of your dream, He has promised joy in each step you take toward it.<br />
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Lord, Please forgive me of my frustration gap.<br />
Please teach me how to be thankful, joyful, persistant, and patient during each "dip" of my journey.<br />
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Amen,<br />
Amy<br />
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