I feel like I haven’t blogged in a million years, but honestly, I’m learning so much right now that I don’t quite know how to even write it down.  I have the beginnings of several posts, but can’t pin down my brain.  I’m feeling learny.  Loving the learniness.  Alex and I are giving our best to Karts for Kids, and with just our best, it can be a fun little event.  But if God chooses to zjoosh it up with His God-sized power, He could blow the roof off this thing (Metaphorically speaking.  Don’t worry, Melissa.  I don’t think we’ll need to cut a hole in your roof to lower down any people for a better view.).  I’m learning how small my faith is.  Ouch.  I’m learning how gentle my God is.  Ahhh.  I’m learning what joy truly feels like as I follow God with abandon.  Whee!  I’m learning how scary the waves feel when I get out of the proverbial boat, but how focusing my eyes on my Savior really does keep me upright.  Whoa.  I can trust God.  I can trust Him with my heart, with my family, with my feelings, with my projects.  My gentle Savior knows what scares me, knows what hurts me, knows what moves me.  He knows, and He holds my hand and says, “Come.  Follow me.”  Yes.

The following entry is from Tom Davis’ blog:

Today is Human Trafficking Awareness Day.

Sveta’s parents abandoned her to the orphanage shortly after her birth. She was their fifth daughter and her mother and father decided they had “enough” girls already.

As a young girl, Sveta loved animals and dreamed of becoming a veterinarian. She also wondered about her biological family. She knew exactly where they lived, and knew she was the only child they abandoned.

Sveta wanted her parents and sisters to be proud of her.

After leaving the orphanage, Sveta accepted a place in our Independent Living Program. Thanks to the efforts of her house parents, she got into veterinarian school and successfully graduated.
Soon she re-connected with her sister and brother-in-law. Wanting to help her family so much, Sveta allowed them to use her credit card. But when they refused to pay her, they left Sveta on her own.

They told her that a young and attractive girl could easily get a “job” to pay her debts.

To read more, visit Tom’s blog at http://tomdavis.typepad.com/tom_daviss_blog/2010/01/htad2010.html

Christmas and New Year’s are in the rearview mirror, but that doesn’t mean it’s time for you to put away those Christmas lights quite yet (ok, some of you leave them up yearlong, but we’ll leave that discussion for another time). We need you to grab all of your glowy stuff — string lights, glow sticks, reflector tape, your kids’ lightsaber (or in my case, my lightsaber) — and fasten it to your golf cart for what promises to be an exciting night in Peachtree City. Once we are all glowed up, we are going to drive our carts through Peachtree City and end up at 306 Landaulet Court for desserts, super hot chocolate and coffee (cause it’s going to be bone-aching cold), prizes and a presentation from Children’s HopeChest on how you can help orphans in Africa. We are already excited to see so many people participating in this event. Today, The Citizen published an article about Karts for Kids.  If you plan to participate, please RSVP to Melanie Dale at melanie(at)wakinggiants(dot)com or by phone/text message at 770-617-8497. Learn more on our Karts for Kids page.