Upcoming Presentation:
Monday, April 30
at the Jordan HRC
located on 4171 15 Street
Jordan ON, L0R 2C0.
Hope to see you there!
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Friday, April 20, 2012
Jason turns 27
The sun shines brightly and instinctively I raise my face.
Today is April 19, Jason’s 27th birthday, and we are celebrating with pizza in the park at the shores of Lake Ontario.
A gentle breeze blows through the trees as the seagulls and Canadian geese edge closer, hoping for a few crumbs.
After a busy week of travel, debriefing and presentations we are finally enjoying a day off.
When lunch is over I pick up my camera and wander through the blossoming trees. Photography has always been a hobby and I thoroughly enjoy taking pictures of God’s intricate designs.
Today is April 19, Jason’s 27th birthday, and we are celebrating with pizza in the park at the shores of Lake Ontario.
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A gentle breeze blows through the trees as the seagulls and Canadian geese edge closer, hoping for a few crumbs.
After a busy week of travel, debriefing and presentations we are finally enjoying a day off.
When lunch is over I pick up my camera and wander through the blossoming trees. Photography has always been a hobby and I thoroughly enjoy taking pictures of God’s intricate designs.
Nomads
April 18, 2012
“Mom, I want to go home.”
I turn slightly to look at my son. Now, not only does he have laryngitis and bronchitis, he’s also battling an eye infection. Thankfully, the daily application of Vicks on his chest has eased his cough, but his red bleary eyes paint a sad picture.
“What home do you mean Jayden?” I question.
Since a new family has temporarily moved into our home in Haiti; we recently moved out of the home in Agassiz where we where house sitting, and we’ve been house hopping ever since, we are currently homeless.
“You know, Mom, the one that had the two girls.”
Sharing a smile with Jason, I shake my head. Just last night we stayed at the Byl’s and Jayden enjoyed it so much he was ready to move in. A toy room, girls to play with, and an unlimited supply of cocoa puffs for breakfast, what more could a little boy want?
“We’re going to another house now Jayden. Do you remember Matt who stayed at our house in Haiti? We are going to visit him and his parents and do a presentation for their youth group.”
“Oh, Okay. I like Matt!”
“Mom, I want to go home.”
I turn slightly to look at my son. Now, not only does he have laryngitis and bronchitis, he’s also battling an eye infection. Thankfully, the daily application of Vicks on his chest has eased his cough, but his red bleary eyes paint a sad picture.
“What home do you mean Jayden?” I question.
Since a new family has temporarily moved into our home in Haiti; we recently moved out of the home in Agassiz where we where house sitting, and we’ve been house hopping ever since, we are currently homeless.
“You know, Mom, the one that had the two girls.”
Sharing a smile with Jason, I shake my head. Just last night we stayed at the Byl’s and Jayden enjoyed it so much he was ready to move in. A toy room, girls to play with, and an unlimited supply of cocoa puffs for breakfast, what more could a little boy want?
“We’re going to another house now Jayden. Do you remember Matt who stayed at our house in Haiti? We are going to visit him and his parents and do a presentation for their youth group.”
“Oh, Okay. I like Matt!”
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Presentation - Burgesville
“Good Evening everyone. I’m Jason Krul and this is my wife Wilhelmina.”
Suddenly a small figure pushes his way through the crowd to the podium. Standing on tip toes so all can see, he adds in a small raspy voice; “And I’m Jayden!” A ripple of laughter breaks out as I quickly make my way over to him and grab his hand.
“You need to sit down over there!” I whisper in his ear.
“But Mom, I want to talk too..” he whines, his voice barely audible now. Being diagnosed yesterday with laryngitis-bronchitis his voice is almost gone. I find a spot for him on a chair upfront and then join Jason again. Just in time too, since now it’s my turn to talk.
Today is Tuesday, April 17 and after a busy day debriefing at the MAF office in Guelph, we have just begun our first presentation in our whirl wind tour of Eastern Canada and the US.
As the familiar pictures of Haiti appear on the pull down screen I abandon my notes and simply talk. This is our life. This is the country and people we’ve come to love. I don’t need notes.
Suddenly a small figure pushes his way through the crowd to the podium. Standing on tip toes so all can see, he adds in a small raspy voice; “And I’m Jayden!” A ripple of laughter breaks out as I quickly make my way over to him and grab his hand.
“You need to sit down over there!” I whisper in his ear.
“But Mom, I want to talk too..” he whines, his voice barely audible now. Being diagnosed yesterday with laryngitis-bronchitis his voice is almost gone. I find a spot for him on a chair upfront and then join Jason again. Just in time too, since now it’s my turn to talk.
Today is Tuesday, April 17 and after a busy day debriefing at the MAF office in Guelph, we have just begun our first presentation in our whirl wind tour of Eastern Canada and the US.
As the familiar pictures of Haiti appear on the pull down screen I abandon my notes and simply talk. This is our life. This is the country and people we’ve come to love. I don’t need notes.
Psychological Evaluations and Physical Exams
“This is NOT Apple Juice! It’s PEE!!!” A gleeful little boy races down the hallway. Red faced I chase after my rambunctious son.
“Come back here Jayden!” I yell after his retreating figure.
Finally, reluctantly, he slows to a stop. Out of breath, I pull up beside him. Reaching for his arm, I pull the sealed container of yellow liquid from his hand. Then as nonchalantly as possible I open the door of the Missionary Health Institute and unobtrusively place the container on the edge of the counter.
“Let me take that!” A nurse smiles kindly at me, and I smile back. Today is Monday, April 16 and we are just completing our medical exams.
This morning following a 2 hour psychological evaluation, we were poked, prodded and tested to check if we were still physically healthy after 3 years in the third world.
Although slightly apprehensive coming in, neither the psychological nor physical tests were that bad, and the Doctors, Nurses, and Psychologists were beyond kind.
Now with Jayden’s urine sample complete, it’s finally time to go home.
Well, not home exactly. First a stop at Lea’s house for dinner and a get together with MAF office staff and then to the Best Western for a good night rest.
Pushing the office door open and feeling the warm sun and cool wind on my face, I sigh. Glad that’s over.
“Come back here Jayden!” I yell after his retreating figure.
Finally, reluctantly, he slows to a stop. Out of breath, I pull up beside him. Reaching for his arm, I pull the sealed container of yellow liquid from his hand. Then as nonchalantly as possible I open the door of the Missionary Health Institute and unobtrusively place the container on the edge of the counter.
“Let me take that!” A nurse smiles kindly at me, and I smile back. Today is Monday, April 16 and we are just completing our medical exams.
This morning following a 2 hour psychological evaluation, we were poked, prodded and tested to check if we were still physically healthy after 3 years in the third world.
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Although slightly apprehensive coming in, neither the psychological nor physical tests were that bad, and the Doctors, Nurses, and Psychologists were beyond kind.
Now with Jayden’s urine sample complete, it’s finally time to go home.
Well, not home exactly. First a stop at Lea’s house for dinner and a get together with MAF office staff and then to the Best Western for a good night rest.
Pushing the office door open and feeling the warm sun and cool wind on my face, I sigh. Glad that’s over.
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