Thursday, November 26, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
We sent out letters to many (about 200) friends and family about our adoption. We included photos of Eli (this was between referral and travel), info about Ethiopia, and cost of travel. We asked for prayer and donations for traveling. We were a little hesitant, not sure what others might think. The response we got was amazing. We were blessed with so many people giving words of encouragement and gifts. The first check we received in the mail said in the memo line “Bring Eli home”, and I cried. We soon knew that we had the support of many.
A few weeks after we sent out the letters, Josh’s grandmother passed away. While in Indy for the funeral, our van broke down and needed serious work…almost $2000. We were so bummed because that was about how much we had received in donations so far.
We came home in a borrowed vehicle and picked up our mail. While we had been out of town, we had received some more cards. One of them contained a check for $2000!!!! Josh and I both cried that time.
Adoption is a wonderful thing, and God truly does bless it. Our family is forever thankful to those who helped bring Eli home.
God is faithful, and He uses His children to bless one another. We tell this story also for one particular reader in a far off place. Thank YOU!
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Here are their Highnesses with our Thanksgiving Turkey!
We made a white turkey this year since that’s what we will eat at Thanksgiving, plus there are over 15,000 of them on the farm! Did you ever think much about farmers who raise turkeys? It’s a stinky job, literally. When they are pults (that means baby turkey) they are so cute. All kids love to play in the baby turkeys. The building is always warm, and water and feed are automatic. Then, they grow – fast.
Here is Sam with the new baby turkeys last week. In 18 weeks these will be lunch meat!
Big turkeys are ugly, stinky, and mean. Turkey manure reeks of ammonia and many farmers were masks just to breathe in the building and particularly when stirring up the manure. Also, big turkeys get mean. My farmer brother has waders that he wears in the big turkeys to protect his legs from pecking (he finally got these after too many cuts and bruises).
In spite of this, turkey farmers work hard to insure their birds are healthy and comfortable. A lot of time and expensive equipment are required. The meat produced by American turkey farmers is low fat and high protein. This Thanksgiving about 45 million turkeys will be eaten. However, over ½ of the turkey meat consumed is on a sandwich.
Did you know that wild turkeys were first suggested as the national bird? I think the switch to Eagle was wise, though wild turkeys are beautiful. Our family first started raising turkeys in 1956 (I wasn’t much help:). At that time, it was bronze turkeys raised out on the range. Over the years the switch to automated buildings has greatly increased efficiency. Also, the switch to white domestic turkeys came about because colored feathers leak onto the skin and consumers prefer the cleaner looking meat.
Now, as you enjoy your turkey next week you can tell your family a bit of turkey trivia and thank God for farmers!
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Josh's buck is unusual because his brow tines, the ones closest to his head, are long and curved. He will look majestic on our wall...I guess!? We believe God had this deer just for Josh. Earlier in the day Josh shot at a small buck and missed, and Josh RARELY misses. God must have misdirected that bullet, because you can only shoot one buck.
We are doing a few other homemade gifts for the kids as well. Last year I bought Sam the toys he really wanted from Wally World, and he proceeded to never play with them. So we are trying a new approach. One is homemade marshmallow guns. Here is the pattern we are following, though we haven't done it yet. I think Josh is going to make 5 (he wants one too, which means I will have to armed as well:). We are also making these "I spy bottles". I have all the materials gathered and ready, but we are going to wrap those and let the kids actually put them together.
And here is Cora, because she's beautiful. Maggie, her lost friend was right there beside her this day, and now I wish I hadn't pushed her out of the way for the photo. Any guesses on when we might get another dog? I don't expect one under the Christmas tree...but I think I can convince Josh by spring. After all, he will have his deer in the house, but the dog will be outside.