This month....

I fell in love with a baby named Barbara, and did not bring her home with me. This should be considered a milestone. ;)

Jane decided it would be an awesome idea to give herself a haircut.

My children discovered the joys of taking all the sheets and blankets off of their beds and turning their room into the greatest fort ever.

We had the priviledge of feeding, and bathing, and loving a WHOLE lot of beautiful Karamajong children, many of whom now are working toward a beautiful relationship with Jesus and are enrolled in school. Fabulous.

My girls though it would be fun to tie yarn in their hair... So for the first time ever they were not bald... How cute are they?

We added two members to our family, Molly and Hannah. Oh, and they are goats. :)

Amazima Ministries gave out about a million pens, pencils, rolls of toilet paper, ect... in preparation for back to school today! BIG BIG thanks to all our sponsors for making this possible! (yes, school is back in, I only have two kids at home, and will probably be blogging more for all who were concerned)

These two little ones were potty trained, and except for maybe one accident a week, are doing wonderfully!

My family truly delighted in praying for all of you! Keep the requests coming and we will keep lifting you up to the Almighty Father. Which reminds me of a good story...The other night, after many nights of no power, the power began to go out again during dinner. My children instantly and simulateously lifted their hands as the lights flickered and ask Jesus not to let the power go out. It stayed on, I decided it was just a fluke. Ten minutes later the power did go all the way out, and again they lifted their little hands. I smiled to myself, what beautiful faith. Sure, I wanted the power to stay on too, but I wasn't going to ask Jesus for it... Well, my children were. A few minutes later the power came back and I thought that it was a wonderful coincidence that would teach my children the power of prayer (yes, I am this dense sometimes). After I put the kiddos to bed I looked down the street. Imagine my surprise, the power at every house on our street, and for as far as I could see, WAS indeed out. All our neighbors now think that we have a generator. Oh, my small fickle faith is a feather in the wind next to their's, ever unwavering, still believing. I am so thankful for what I learn from my precious children each day.

Lots of love from the Davis family

Any one who spent any time with me while I was in the states will recognize this sweatshirt as I pretty much LIVED in it. I know plenty of people who will be thrilled to know that it has a new home.

precious.

On the traintracks near our house, a train hit a cow.
The village cheif proceeded to cut off the cow's head with a panga and the villagers jumped in to split the cow into pieces.
We got a nice hunk of the leg and I made beef stew for dinner.

Life is good.

On a different note, I would like to thank you for your prayers. Thank you, thank you, thank you. The PEACE of Christ that transcends understanding has enveloped our house the last few weeks as tricky legal decisions regarding the custody of my girls have been made. We are all safe and sound and just trying our best to love each other well. Our days are filled feeding the Karamajongs, leading Bible studies for the Amazima children, helping our sweet neighbor Angello clean his house, finger painting, working in our vegetable garden and laughing until we ache. There is joy in this place. Not joy because we are always happy, we have our fair share of grouchy-ness and quarreling for sure, but the unchanging, unending joy that comes from knowing that our Savior is seated on His throne and that when raising His disciples and serving His children, even the mundane is eternal.

We would like to pray for you, our sweet friends because without your heartfelt prayers, I doubt the days would be so beautiful. I do not want this blog to be a group of people following "Katie's story" but rather a group of people together in God's story, lifting eachother up to the Father. My little family has been so blessed by you. Please post any prayer requests you have in comment form and though we may not be able to respond, know that we will be praying for each of you by name.

Grace

Jane

Sumini

Scovia

Joyce

Sarah

Tibita

Mary

Zuula

Helen

Agnes

Margaret

Prossy

I come to you today to ask you to pray very specifically for each of my girls, God's hand on their life, and our protection as a family. I know that is vague but for their sakes I must keep it that way.

I will post specifics as I feel safe doing so, but this is what I know: Prayer works, and we need yours. God ordained this family, called each one of my children by name, spoke them into being before I even existed. We rest with our Trust and Faith in Him.

"If God is for us, who can be against us?"

And we know that God IS for us.