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Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Hope among utter devastation

Twenty-five billion dollars of damage -- just the day after.

Black or red paint on houses that service workers have to come back to because there's nothing that can be done yet with the bodies inside.

So much looting and insanity that journalists are no longer even allowed in the city because their lives are in danger - from desperate survivors.

Thirty thousand people sheltered in a sports complex, with nowhere else to go and no way to get anywhere else. No no running water. No air conditioning. No electricity. Only enough food and water - by the ten thousand who brought it - for three days.

A woman who finally realized her dream of owning a bed and breakfast not too long ago, in a nearly century-old home. It had survived Camille. It had survived Betsy. So the woman was certain it would survive Katrina. So she, her dog, and six of her friends decided to stay. But she was wrong. Her house crumbled before her very eyes. Katrina's winds picked up all seven of the people and flung them into the trees surrounding the house. For hours, the B&B owner - with her little Scottish Terrier - and her friends clung to the branches. At some point, four of the people -- including an 80-year-old woman - finally fell from the branches and were swept away (but later rescued!) The three were devastated, but continued clinging to those precious tree branches. Finally, the wind stopped. They were alive! And interviewed by CNN.
"What were you thinking while you were on those branches?" Anderson-the-CNN-reporter asked her.
"I was praying the whole time," she said with tears in her eyes. "I was promising..." she couldn't finish. "My brother... he's a priest... he's going to be so happy!"

Another 80-year-old woman who had been dropped off at the Superdome. It described her as having nothing more than the clothes on her back, her purse, and her left shoe.

And all night on CNN, they've shown the clip of the distraught, crying reporter talking to the man who had lost his wife.

More than twelve thousand rescues by brave coast guard members.

Police officers who, though they've lost everything, too, and have gone without food or sleep, are honoring their promise to serve and protect.

So many people. So much loss. So few ways to help. But there ARE two ways to help: sending prayers (tomorrow's a national day for prayer) and sending money.

And something to remember...

God is our refuge and strength,
A very present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear,
Even though the earth be removed,
And though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea;
Though its waters roar and be troubled,
Though the mountains shake with its swelling.
There is a river whose streams shall make glad the city of God,
The holy place of the tabernacle of the Most High.
God is in the midst of her, she shall not be moved;
God shall help her, just at the break of dawn.
The nations raged, the kingdoms were moved;
He uttered His voice, the earth melted.
The LORD of hosts is with us;
The God of Jacob is our refuge.
Come, behold the works of the LORD,
Who has made desolations in the earth.
He makes wars cease to the end of the earth;
He breaks the bow and cuts the spear in two;
He burns the chariot in the fire.

Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth!
The LORD of hosts is with us;
The God of Jacob is our refuge.

Sunday, August 28, 2005

CNN Junkie...

Whew - okay - so whoever knows Mike & I well, knows that we're watching CNN 24/7 these days. Actually, we listened to CNN on Mike's new satellite radio on the way to Cleveland today for a very fun afternoon of together time.

Prayers are needed, folks. Katrina looks like a ... New Orleans Nightmare.

Thursday, August 25, 2005

Blue Like Jazz

Has anyone read this?
I've heard about it off & on lately & am curious.

What are you guys reading right now?

I now decree...

No more drama. Just for the rest of the week. Then people can be dramatic again on Monday, if they must.
But until then... NONE.


Tuesday, August 23, 2005

what I want to become

A few weeks ago, in my "authenticity, truth" blog, I wrote about desiring to make a real difference, about wanting to pray life-changing kind of prayers.

Today, I edited an inspiring piece from a friend of mine that included the following:

One person comes to my mind that set the ultimate example of praying, other than Christ himself... . My philosophy professor in college made it a point to pray for a student’s particular needs each day of class. He was known as the prayer warrior on campus by colleagues, alumni and students. Faculty claimed to see him pray without ceasing, on his knees, in a corner of a room with lists and lists of prayer requests. My name made it on that list my freshmen year of college. I asked him to pray for two things specifically. I never had him for a professor again throughout my college career, but every time I interacted with him he asked me about those prayer requests. Even upon my graduation day he told me that he would not stop praying for me until I told him the Lord answered his prayers. He never forgot my needs and he was intentional in asking about them. The Lord did answer his prayers, but I never had the opportunity to share that with him due to his sudden death caused by cancer. I encouraged his wife with a letter, after his passing, expressing to her that my healing was largely due to her husband’s intercession over my life. I would not be who I am today without the power of prayer and a committed professor who saw a need and made himself available through our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Thank you Lord for people who intercede for those of us who least expect a gift that grand!

I desire to give that gift to others, to learn the power of this intercessory prayer, to grow myself.

So know, my dear friends, that as I learn how, I am praying for you. For healing, both physically and emotionally; for direction, for promises to be fulfilled, for dreams to come true, for loneliness to give way to peace and fulfillment.

Monday, August 22, 2005


After a year of working on a major work project, I have finally reached a milestone. Surpassed it, actually, thanks to about 300 people. When my boss told me he wanted me to collect writings from 365 people in, say, 8 months -- from non-writers by the way-- I was afraid it would be impossible.
But Friday, we had 364 writings.
And today, we reached 371. That means we can weed out some of the multiples...

There's still a lot of work to be done, but it's all good.

Saturday, August 20, 2005

Just call me Aunt Baby-sitter

I played today.
It was fun.

It's been a long time since I've done that - but Carrie needed me today. She was in charge of games for her company's picnic, and Bill had to work, so she asked me to watch Emma. It was fun!

We were at "Shelters 3 -4" of Stadium park, and where there's one kid, there are 10 more. So I pushed kids on the merry-go-round, running until I was dizzy, and pushed kids on swings and helped them climb the monkey bars and played catch with giant rubber balls and got them half-cups of the orange McDonalds "bug juice" and held Emma while the big kids and Paws, the bear mascot for "Help Me Grow" took swings at the pinata (so violent!) and then scrambled for candy.

There is such joy on the faces of children at play. Sheer freedom in their eyes as they are racing ahead of you to beat you to the swingset. Their laughter is pure, their smiles are genuine. No guessing how they're feeling!

I think Emma was asleep by the time Carrie's minivan made its way to the first traffic light.

I'm exhausted, too!

Friday, August 19, 2005

the beetle bug

Okay, so step one of fixing the Beetle bug is expensive, but not out-of-control.

Today was an awesome day at work. I've been working on a huge project for the last year and finally reached a major milestone. Good thing, cuz the deadline is October 1!

Okay, so I need to know what's in the water... four couples that I know this week have either broken up or are right on the brink. One of the couples has been married for as long as I have been alive - almost 28 years!

Breaking up is always so painful... there's nothing anyone can really do or say to make it better. I wish there was. When the most painful occurences in life happen - breakups, the death of a loved one, serious illnesses - words seem so inadequate. This coming from a writer.

Thursday, August 18, 2005


Gotta get my car fixed.

I have the opposite of the Midas touch with cars. Hopefully this one won't be too painful...

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

not so much...

I used to never - at all - be emotional. Mike was the one who cried at our wedding - not me. I've never cried at movies, or books, or cards, or even sad news, unless it was really, really serious. Okay, after movies sometimes (Hotel Rwanda, Piano - but those things really happened) but certainly not chick flicks.

Not so much anymore. I still don't cry at chick flicks, but anything else is fair game. Does this mean I'm getting all sappy & girly? Or does it just mean that there's so much life happening these days?

Or ending. This morning at about 2 a.m., one of Lissa's friends was killed in a car crash. 17. Driving too fast. Going to the store so she could buy some markers. And Lissa's boyfriend is getting shipped off to this stupid, senseless war. 19. He's such a sweet kid. But what is he going to see there? What is he going to have to do there? How will it change him? In recent weeks, some 20 Marines have been killed from NE Ohio alone. And the ones who are home, well, it's so not easy...

Shouldn't we be moving beyond blowing each other's brains out in 'civilized' 2005? Or, as the bumper sticker plastered all around campus says, "When Jesus said to love your enemies, I'm pretty sure that He meant not to kill them."

And yet... while I agree with that wholeheartedly, watching Hotel Rwanda stirred up a lot of questions for me. Wasn't the US being criticized for NOT getting involved? If we had sent a bit of protection over there, would some of the innocent 800,000 lives been saved?

Amber's rants for the day.

Monday, August 08, 2005

Blogging for the next two weeks...

I'm blogging/journaling this week at - A Daily Journal. I'll prob'ly still blog on here, tho!

Um, ignore the picture - it's pretty old... .

Has anyone seen "Beyond Borders"? If so, whaddya think?

Thursday, August 04, 2005

Next June...

I AM going to Ukraine next June, prob'ly in the next two weeks, with a group of students from Malone and (most of?) the Reiman family. We'll be working with older kids from one of the orphanages there... and are planning lots of fun stuff such as really rough camping trips & overnighters & stuff. I wasn't planning on going again, but, well, that's life, eh?

So even though I was hoping for life to calm down a little - it'll get even crazier. But I think I must thrive on that or something.

Sarah's shower is next weekend... should be fun!

Oh, and Meg, I am loving "Plan B!"

Tuesday, August 02, 2005


I think I'm going to Ukraine again in May.

It's kinda funny - when I went 2 years ago, it was so clear that I was "supposed" to go.

This past May, it was impossible to go.

Now, again, well, I talk to Brock about it tomorrow.


Can I just say that I am blessed to have the best husband in the world?