From the Archives

I was scanning through vacation pictures in preparation for re-establishing my blogging efforts and came across this picture. Aren't they adorable!!

WHAT A GLORIOUS PIECE OF ARTWORK, SCULPTURE AND ENGINEERING ! ! !

The people in our house -- artists, engineers, pilots, designers -- all marvel at the extravagent beauty and genuis displayed in each minute part of creation.
But few things in creation display so much of God's brilliance as the birds.
Wow! Look at this little guy!

Adam managed to get this shot of a Ruby Throated Hummingbird with his tongue out.


I'm guessing this is a Yellow Throated Warbler.
Adam will correct me if it's not. In my defense, it does have a yellow throat.

ROLLA'S SESQUICENTENNIAL CELEBRATION

Fine Linen Drama was asked to participate in Rolla's Sesquicentennial Parade, celebrating the 150th birthday of Rolla (founded in 1851). The parade included representations of each decade and we proudly demonstrated 1870 (except iphones kept appearing.)

Josiah and Kelsey waiting for the parade to start.

This is Jen, the delightful young lady from Russia, who was adopted in November by our friends the Quittschreibers.
She spoke no English when she arrived seven months ago and now chatters away with any and all. We've been blessed to get to know her.

BLUEBERRIES ! ! !

Picking Blueberries (and eating lots of them) is one of the top Niztraditions. We can generally pick about 30 lbs per hour. I think they can eat about that much as well!

This year we were thrilled to have Amy and Nate join us (partly because they both pick fast, but mostly because we love them!)

It poured for about 15 minutes right after we arrive, and we were rather damp.

Then the sun came out and it was a delightful morning.

Nathanael is still damp, but grinning away.

Josiah leaves the house at 5:00am every morning for work and was looking forward to sleeping late Saturday, but the blueberries were calling . . .

. . . and his buddy Nate was lurking in the bushes.

We been picking at Brandywine Farms for over 20 years. They are open from 7:30-noon on Saturdays and Tuesdays as long as the berries hold out. Brandywine Farms is now on Facebook.

ONE MONTH LATER . . .

One month later ...
Preliminary damage estimate:$3 billion;
cubic yards of debris removed, 597,500;
cars destroyed, 18,000;
number of homes destroyed, 6,954;
number of jobs affected, 5,000;
injuries, 1,150;
number of homes damaged, 875;
number of businesses affected, 500;
deaths, 155 (with others still in hospitals and clinging to life).


One of the projects that Josiah, Nate, Keith and Joy have helped with in Joplin is the building of several moveable shower houses and laundry houses for volunteers.

Josiah is the cool dude with the sunglasses and nail gun.

Joy is the sturdy girl holding up the floor with her bare hands.

Some of the wonderful volunteers from Rolla we met. Most of these people were teachers, police officers, city employees, sherrif's deputies, etc. They serve the community every day at their job and then on their day off, serve another community. I was impressed.

The trees in Joplin are leafing back out.

Rebirth, renewal, tenacity, hope . . . Joplin.

JOPLIN IS MY NEIGHBOR

Last week, Josiah, Joy, Keith and I traveled with Greentree Christian Church to Joplin to help with the tornado recovery. Joy and I were sent with 8 other wonderful people to help clean up Jack's Barbershop on Main Street. This is our before picture . . .

. . . and this is after.

. . . and this is a 1991 newspaper clipping about Jack and his barbershop that we found among the debris. Jack is 76 years old and has been in this same location as a barber for 50 years. He is a Korean war veteran and a past member of the Missouri National Guard. He is quite a character. You can read more about him in a different newspaper article from 2006 here.

This is the work team with Jack, who very much appreciated being able to recover many of his belongings, including medals and photos of his grandparents and parents.

This is the view across Main Street from Jack's Barbershop (which was next door to a donut shop, which still smelled of donuts even though there was absolutely nothing left of the building.) Joplin is an overwhelming place, both in terms of the extreme destruction, and also in terms of the beautiful spirit of the people. I was struck by the gratitude, thanksgiving, kindness, teamwork and resourcefulness of everyone we came across. I was also utterly amazed after seeing acres and acres of landscape like the picture above, in which NOTHING is still intact, that only 153 people perished. Keith spoke with several men at the lumber yard, and what he heard matched the stories I heard. Families were huddled together in a closet or a bathtub and when it was all over, only the wall they were next to was remaining. They each attributed it to the protecting hand of God and nothing short of that could have prevented this from being a much greater tragedy.

The team built Jack a little shade from pieces of his barbershop.

THE HEAVENS DECLARE THE GLORY OF GOD . .

THE SKIES PROCLAIM THE WORK OF HIS HANDS . .


. . DAY AFTER DAY THEY POUR FORTH SPEECH . .
. . NIGHT AFTER NIGHT THEY DISPLAY KNOWLEDGE . .


THERE IS NO SPEECH OR LANGUAGE WHERE THEIR VOICE IS NOT HEARD.
THEIR WORDS GO OUT INTO ALL THE EARTH,
THEIR WORDS TO THE ENDS OF THE WORLD.


These pictures were all taken by Adam last week in our backyard on the same evening.
It was incredibly beautiful, the pictures don't even come close.
I marvel at the power of the Artist!

Psalm 19 is one of my favorite verses, in fact, Glory was named after repeating that verse over and over during labor while watching a meteor shower in our front yard.

We have an amazing view in the front yard!