tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76931005871516443042024-03-13T16:45:31.277-07:00Not My OwnJulianne Mouncehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16406848003936656303noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693100587151644304.post-75320781978926510222013-06-23T18:49:00.000-07:002013-06-23T18:54:33.142-07:00It has been almost a year since I last posted on this blog. I can't believe my trip to China was that long ago. This time last year I was learning Chinese and loving on babies. And now, a year later, I'm in Chicago, IL. Sometimes, I sit back and reflect on God's sovereignty in my life and its mind blowing. How he has led me step by step until now. The doors that were opened and the ones that were closed all to lead me here. If you don't know, I am interning this summer for 16 weeks at Ann and Robert H. Lurie Children's Hospital of Chicago in their child life program. I am about to start my fourth week tomorrow. It is crazy how fast time is going. But really, the thing that has me reeling today is God's plan ad purpose in my life. I went to Moody Bible Church this morning. A church that I would have not known anything about, nor would I have ever ventured to go there, if it wasn't for several different (not connected) people who mentioned Moody and that I needed to go. First off, how crazy is that. People heard I was going to Chicago and they mentioned Moody. Not one single other church was mentioned to me, and you know there are tons of other great ones here. Only Moody. So, today I went to the service. The sanctuary is gorgeous, but that's not the part that had me so captivated. It was the different people. Every ethnic group, race, and people were in that room. People with so many different backgrounds and native languages, people who probably sacrificed their families to come to faith in Christ. I cried throughout the worship today. I couldn't stop the tears. It was beautiful because it is how it will be in heaven. Every tribe and nation singing praises to God. The only other time I have gotten chocked up in a service like that was when I was in China. When I was so captivated by those people who were sacrificing everything to worship God. We are so lucky here and I have always taken for granted our freedom to worship. So, today being captivated once again by our unbelievable savior, it brought me back to China and it brought me back to this blog.<br />
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I also realized this morning how God had orchestrated all of this. I applied to tons of internships and this is the one I got. I have been trying to figure out why that is. Why Chicago? And I have realized a few things. One, I know no one here. The lord is teaching me to rely on him and find my worth in being his child, not in the friends I have. I have never dealt with true loneliness before. Yes, there have been times growing up. But never anything like this. But, the lord is teaching me and I am finding myself so thankful for the friendships that I have. The friendships that I have taken for granted for so long. I also know that there are greater purposes for why I am here. Besides it being an outstanding opportunity and experience. I think the Lord has other reasons for me being here and I hope he reveals those to me. All I know is this morning singing praises to him surrounded by strangers, I felt at home.<br />
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I am loving my internship so far. I am doing my first rotation on the 21st floor, which is pulmonary and infectious disease as well as the TCU. It is so freeing to love what I am doing and to be able to see myself doing it for a long time. God willing, I get a job after this internship, I see myself doing this for a while. Who doesn't love loving on children and their families everyday? I am excited to go to work everyday and I am excited to start each week. I haven't felt that in a long time. I know it will get harder and I know I will be faced with cases that make me struggle, but right now I am loving ever minute of it. Most people really don't understand what my internship is and really what in the world child life is. So, here is my explanation. The role of a Child Life Specialist is to help patients and their families to cope with hospitalization. This can be through procedural support, so, explaining procedures and diagnoses in a language the patient will understand, doing distraction during procedures so that it is as least traumatic as possible. Giving emotional support to patients and families. Normalization, which most likely is through play, so allowing patients to continue to develop appropriately by playing. Child Life Specialists also play the advocates for patients and families so that the patient wishes are known. They empower patients and families with the knowledge and skills to get through this experience. They are specialists on development, so the medical team uses them for that knowledge on what is appropriate. The main goal of a child life specialist is to help patients cope with their hospitalization and it can be manifested through all of these different things. It is a very rewarding field and I am enjoying what I am learning and then being able to put those skills to use. I am looking forward to my next 13 weeks here and everything the Lord is going to continue to teach me. Maybe I will keep you posted on those things.<br />
<br />Julianne Mouncehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16406848003936656303noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693100587151644304.post-37313501458309510792012-07-17T20:26:00.001-07:002012-07-17T20:26:23.936-07:00Final post on china tripLife is crazy. It is really that simple. I have been meaning to post again since I got home, which was about two weeks ago and here I am now finally doing it. The trip home was long, but we made it. I hibernated for the next few days as I tried to get back into a schedule and in the right time zone. On the 5th I started my practicum at Le Bonheur. I am majoring in Child Life and so, I have to have an internship in a children's hospital and the only way to get an internship is to have a practicum as well and volunteer hours. So, I started my practicum. It is tiring but it also is so encouraging because I love it and I can see myself doing it, no doubt, for the rest of my life. I have doubted many times if this is what I should do. I know I want to work with kids, but there are so many avenues to do that. But, through this practicum, I know that this is what I want to do. Due to the fact that I jumped right back in to life here and was super super busy, I don't think I ever let myself miss China. It finally hit me after I had been back for about a week and I had a quiet moment, that I ache for those kids. I miss them so terribly much! I miss Josiah and his precious grin and Robert making silly faces. I miss Moses trying to communicate with me and playing with my watch. I miss holding Liam and Leah. Singing to them and telling them how much Jesus loves them! I miss Kennedy and his sweet voice and the way he said my name. I miss Eric and his sweet pure heart. I miss Henry jumping all over me. I miss Cody singing with all of his heart. I miss Ting Ting and all of her sassyness. I miss JJ and the friendship we made. I miss Elizabeth with her precious smile and huge heart. I miss Seth. I miss him singing and walking around by himself in his own little world. I miss helping him in English class and making him laugh. I miss Ling Ling. I miss her telling me that I am pretty and asking if I will give her my shorts when I leave for America. I miss Joseph and his sense of humor. I miss Phillip who helped out so much and who truly loved everyone around him. I miss Melanie, who suddenly died a few weeks ago and is dancing with Jesus now. I miss luke and his precious smile. I miss Mikey and his need to be loved and cuddled. I miss my kiddos so much it hurts. I have let myself be busy and I have tried to not think about it. But, whenever I get a chance to stop moving, like this week when I am at the beach with my family, I hurt. I miss Sara, Marissa, Emily, Melissa, Mari, Shelby, Aaron. Everyone that I worked with. I had to deactivate my facebook for Rush purposes and I feel so disconnected from everyone over there. I cannot wait to be able to communicate with all of them again. Going to China was one of the best decisions I have made. It stretched me, challenged me, and gave me a heart even bigger then I had for taking care of orphans and living the great commission out in my life. I miss it. I hope one day I will get the opportunity to go back. For now, I ask that you be in prayer for the work that is being done there. For the precious hearts of the children, that they will come to know Christ and be adopted by God loving families. I ask that you pray for all of the workers there that if they do not know Christ they would see the differences in the lives of those that do and search it out. I ask that you pray for the interns. They will all be heading home at the end of July and beginning of August. Pray for safe travels for all of them and the work that they are continuing to do over there.<br />
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I have so greatly enjoyed the encouraging words from friends and family who read this blog during my journey. I enjoyed writing it and letting you in on a wonderful experience. I hope something that the holy spirit spoke through me stirred you and I hope you don't read about it and just go on with your lives. I hope the holy spirit works in you and you look at your life a little differently. You see the world around you as a place that you can make an impact in. A place where you can truly give yourself to others in love, sacrifice, and service. Love the people around you. Serve them. Realize that this world is so much bigger than your life. You are but a very small small part but a part that the Lord desires to use. He will use you. You just have to be willing to answer. Go and do something that is bigger than yourself. Go serve and go touch lives. Give yourself to something wholeheartedly and you will feel so much joy because that is what we were intended for. To love and serve others, not ourselves.<br />
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"You are not your own; you were bought at a price." 1 Corinthians 6:20<br />
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"Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: Love your neighbor as yourself. All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments." Matthew 22: 37-40Julianne Mouncehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16406848003936656303noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693100587151644304.post-53713745894311466572012-06-27T08:25:00.000-07:002012-06-27T16:50:54.850-07:00If you're in china...<span style="background-color: white;">If you're in China...</span><br />
you will get stared at everywhere you go, especially if you have blonde hair<br />
random people will take pictures of you and with you<br />
pedestrians do not have the right of way, cars do<br />
you will have a handful of near death experiences everytime you are in the car<br />
your taxi driver will play chicken with cars about a dozen times a trip<br />
there are no driving rules, only guidelines<br />
you think everyone is angry, but that is just how mandarin sounds<br />
you will get sick from what you eat, often<br />
you will probably have an itchy scalp for weeks until you realize you have lice, ha or just me<br />
you will eat rice everyday for multiple meals<br />
you will see stray dogs everywhere<br />
the dogs often blend in with the trash on the sides of the road<br />
you will hear a lot of 'jeaga jeaga jeaga' and 'neaga neaga neaga'<br />
but most of all you will experience a culture that is nothing like your own<br />
you will meet the most amazing people and beautiful children<br />
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I will be coming to China again in the future, if not to serve again, at least to adopt a child, g0d willing<br />
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Many of the children here have been matched with families, which is such a blessing, but there are also many that do not have families. Here are pictures of some of the children who need families. I will never stop advocating for these lives.<br />
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My precious boy Moses needs a family! He has dwarfism, so he is actually eleven years old, he is deaf and mute and has a heart condition. The amount of things that are wrong is discouraging, but the l0rd has a plan for this sweet boy and hopefully that plan includes a family of his own. </div>
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Eric needs a family. He is from an orphanage that does not do international adoption at this time. Hopefully, they will be able to do them in the future and this precious child can get a family! Pr*yer is needed for him! </div>
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Vivian needs a family! </div>
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Luke is kind of in the same situation as Eric! There are just issues with the home orphanage and him getting adopted! However, he needs a family! Much pr*yer needed for him! </div>
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Sweet Charissa needs a family! </div>
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My boy liam needs a family! He has a heart condition and a hernia! </div>
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Cindy needs a family! She has a minor heart condition! </div>
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My little baby Leah needs a family! They still are not sure what is wrong with her. </div>
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Amity needs a family! She has had heart surgery and is good to go! </div>
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Precious Robert needs a family. This boy makes me laugh all the time. He is such a precious child that brings so much joy to everyone he meets.</div>
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Kennedy needs a family! Everyone falls in love with Kennedy the second they meet him. His English is wonderful and he is a very smart kid. He loves others and is a precious soul. He needs a family badly! He has severe hydrocephalus, which has made him unable to walk because his body cannot support the weight. He is a fighter, though, and so strong, I will not be surprised if he learns to walk in the future. </div>
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Joseph needs a family! He just turned 13 meaning he has one year until he ages out of the system! He has a heart condition that requires another surgery! He is such a sweet kid! </div>
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Maggie needs a family! Maggie has no paper work and so is unable to get adopted. She needs a miracle that only g0d can provide! </div>
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All of these children are so very precious and all of them need families! A few that I mentioned are unable to be adopted at this time. Please be in pr*yer that things would work out, that barriers be moved, that policies be put into place that allow these precious children to be adopted. You can go to www.chinaorphans.org to find out more about each child! You can also sponsor a child for 35 dollars a month for one year!Julianne Mouncehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16406848003936656303noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693100587151644304.post-90467970612835589992012-06-22T21:17:00.000-07:002012-06-22T21:17:23.956-07:00Circumstances <span style="background-color: white; text-align: center;">So, I really didn't want to post about this because of ,well many reasons. However, It seems unfair for me not to post about an experience that happened here which I know I will laugh about in a few weeks, maybe. Anyways, so, my head has been itching for over two weeks now. I have just had a really really itchy scalp, especially behind my ears and the back of my neck. I just thought it was from wearing headbands all the time, you know maybe a heat rash or something. Then with the chicken pox everywhere I thought it was paranoia or I was getting them on my head and no where else. So, then one night we are all at dinner. It was the normal thing that Julianne is always itching her head, and no one knew what it was. But, Marissa decided to look through my hair for a little bit while we waited on food and sure enough she found a little critter. Now, at the time we were joking about lice like everyday, but none of us thought I could have that. So, we decided that little critter was just a gnat that had flown into my hair cause we were sitting at an outside bbq and there were bugs everywhere. So, fast forward to Thursday night. All of the interns are in our room and we are bonding and making friendship bracelets. Then, Melissa decides that she should check my head again just to see, and in better lighting in the bathroom. So, she is checking my hair, and she suddenly says "wait, stop, don't move, there is something moving" I scream, obviously and then cannot stop laughing until she pulls it out. It was the same bug Marissa pulled out a few days ago. So, everyone in the room scatters, obviously no one wants to be near the infected person now that they know I am infected. Melissa, who has had it before, starts to plan my treatment. I seriously do not know what I would have done without Melissa and Mari. They just got here a few days ago, I barely know them, but now I can say we are very close in about a three day span. So, we are in China, we can't just jump in a car and go buy shampoo to treat this. So, we look up other remedies and the one we find everywhere is the mayonnaise treatment. So, after Melissa picks through my hair and gets out as many of the eggs as she can. Mari pours mayonnaise all over my hair. Root to tip. I literally gagged the whole time. We then saran wrapped it and put a hair net thing on it and I let it sit the rest of the night and slept on it before I showered it out the next morning. I even skyped Chris with all of that on my head, you know you have a keeper when :). So, the next day Melissa and Sofie went to the pharmacies that are down the street from here to try and find a fine comb, cause we didn't have one and she had been picking by hand, or any kind of treatment shampoo. They had nothing and they all told them to tell me that I should cut off all of my hair and burn it. So, that was that. Melissa came back and picked through it again, she found eggs and no actual lice, so that was a good sign that maybe the mayo actually worked. Finally, around three o'clock Cindy came in and saved the day! The doctors had found a kit! It was expired but we literally screamed and jumped up and down. Then, we began that treatment, with Mari once again rubbing stuff all over my head, me showering for about the fourth time that day, and then Melissa picking through my hair. Let me just say, thank the l0rd for caring people who will sit and pick through my hair. People who I seriously met two days ago. I need to repay them some how. So, here I am on Saturday, Melissa will pick through my hair in a few hours, and hopefully the verdict will be I can go see kids this afternoon. Once again this took me out of seeing kids for two days, because the last thing we need is for all of these kids to recover from chicken pox and then get lice. None of the kids here have it so I probably got it from a taxi or something. Hopefully, I am good to go today and can see kids. No one else has gotten it so far, and I have had it for almost two weeks so I am hoping its just a mild case or something, if you can even have a mild case of lice, I don't know. So, that's the lice story. 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<span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Thank you so much for all of the pr*yers. I started feeling better Saturday and was able to go to Beijing on Sunday for ch*rch and teach and everything on Monday. So thank you. Blossom was also able to get on the plane and leave with her family! Sara was unable to go with them but everything worked out! Here are a few pictures that I just had to post. We went to lunch at a restaurant called Home Plate. My home town got a shot out all the way from China and I had my first dr. pepper in six weeks.</span>
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So, this past weekend I got to watch from over the balcony as Blossom got to meet her parents for the first time. I got to watch the first hellos and awkward hugs. It was a beautiful picture of this thing called adoption. Two parents who already have three kids of their own, coming to china to adopt a 14 year old girl who cannot communicate very well in English. The faith of those parents is unbelievable. It will not be easy by any means but the l0rd will bless them beyond anything they can imagine. I believe that we are all called to adopt. Every one of us. Adoption is often plan b for families. If I can't have my own children then I'll adopt. I think that this is incorrect. I think adoption should also be plan a. We have all been adopted. Everyone that is a Chr1stian has been adopted by Chr1st into g0ds family. We are now his children. If chr1st did this for us and if we are called to be like chr1st and we are called to do to the least of these as chr1st did to us. How are we not all called to adopt. Another book that I have read while I was here is Kisses from Katie. Everyone needs to read this book. She talks in it about how there are x number of poor people in the world and how many more chr1stians there are than that number. She talks about how g0d would not create too many people and not enough resources in <u>his</u> world. I feel the same way about orph*ns. I do not believe that g0d would create too many children and not enough families to adopt them. I don't believe it. As christians, I believe that we are called to adopt. There is a need for families to adopt here in china. There is a need for adoption in almost every foreign country and there is a need in the US. I do not think that we are all called to adopt overseas. I believe we are all called to adopt, period. There are orphans all over the world without moms to love them and fathers to guide them to the l0rd. This is not right. We are called to walk as he did. We are called to take care of the least of these. We are called to look after orphans. We are not called to the american dream. We are not called to comfortable living. We are not called to retirement plans. We are not called to these things. We are called to lose our lives for his sake. We are called to love others and g0d before ourselves. We are called to sacrifice our lives. We are called to walk as he did. We are called to do so much more than we are doing. Even if we don't do all that g0d has called us to do, he still loves us the same. But how can we not do it. When he has done so much for us. So yes, I believe that we are all called to adopt, not as a plan b but as plan a. Yes, expenses are high. Yes, it is hard. Yes, there are so many issues that come along with it. Yes, often these children are damaged in so many ways. But, g0d provides in every way. And g0d will bless you beyond what you can imagine.<br />
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One of my favorite verses has always been 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18. It just has always been a good reminder to me of what I should be doing daily. Recently, while reading The purpose Driven Life, the HS revealed something entirely knew to me that I had never really seen in the verse before. The verse is "Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is g0d's will for you in Chr1st Jes*s." The verse is easy to understand. We are called to be joyful, to pray all the time, and to give thanks all the time. Easy. Or well, its easy to say that that is easy. Actually putting that into practice is way more difficult, but that's not my point. My point is the last part. This is g0d's will for you in Chr1st Jes*s. This is g0d's will for you. We are always wondering what g0d's will is for our lives. Does he want me to do this or this? What school? What career? Who should I marry? We are all searching for g0d's will in our lives and we are all terrified that we are not living in it. But the truth is, this is g0d's will for our lives. That we are joyful always because we have been given the most precious gift. Life, a s*vior, mercy, grace, forgiveness through Jes*s Chr1st. We should be joyful all the time. We should pray continually. The l0rd wants us to be in constant communication with him at all times. If we do this, he is going to take us to the next step. There is no need to worry about anything if you are talking with him all the time. He will reveal to you the next step when it is time for you to know it. He will take you to and through everything if you pray to him continually. And, we should gives thanks in all circumstances. Whether, we are in a good time in life or a bad time. Whether we are living out our calling or sick in a bed in a foreign country, we should give thanks in all circumstances because he is in control and he knows what he is doing. So this is the verse I live by. This is g0ds will for our lives. He will bring us to each next step and he will be there the entire time. This is his will. That we "<b>Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is g0d's will for you in Chr1st Jes*s." </b><br />
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Amity! She is was one of the cutest babies because she just lights up! She was a blue baby and got surgery earlier this year on her heart and is healthy now! She has red hair, they recently cut it off so you can't see it anymore but it is red red! </div>
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Cindy! What a sweetheart! She is new to Shepherd's Field. She got here a few weeks ago and is doing so well. She has a minor heart problem. She has just started to sit up and is so proud of herself! She honestly looks more Hispanic then Asian, she is such a cutie! </div>
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Leah! She is still tiny and not gaining weight at all like she should be. Please continue to pr*y for her. That she will gain weight and they can figure out what is wrong with her. </div>
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This is Grace Ruth. I tried to post these pictures earlier but my computer wasn't working for a little while. Grace Ruth came to Shepherd's field extremely sick. They took her straight to the hospital when she arrived. She had a heart problem that would require a very expensive surgery, pneumonia, and had suffered brain damage from being without oxygen. They brought her back to Shepherd's Field because there was nothing else the hospital could do. She was in the clinic on oxygen for about a week. The entire staff prayed for her during this time, along with people all over the world that are connected with Shepherd's Field, that either she would improve or the l0rd would take her home. He did take her home on Sunday. It is extremely sad and something that is hard to deal with, but we all know that she is in a better place now. </div>
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Kennedy! He also took a million pictures and videos! My videos won't work. I will post them eventually!</div>
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Eric was my photographer for a while. He took pictures of literally everything in the house. This is Julie! She is such a sweetheart! I met her pretty early on here and everyday since then, when I walk in her house, she just lights up and runs to me so I will pick her up! She will just sit there in my lap for forever. Sometimes she wants me to look at a book with her, but usually she just like to sit. I love when I can make her giggle by flipping her upside down! Love this girl! </div>
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This is Annabel Lee! She is such a cute child! She is the ayi's favorite in house of love and they are usually holding her, which is great, but I haven't played with her that much! She is getting adopted at the end of this month! </div>
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We got Mcdonalds for the first time for lunch on Sunday in Beijing. It tasted the exact same, which is actually kind of scary. </div>
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There is a girl here named Wendy. She is 21 years old and in a wheel chair. Her English is okay but she can't understand as much as some of the other older kids can. She is skeptical of visitors because so many of them come in and out of here. She has gotten close to who knows how many over the years and they always leave. It makes sense that she is weary of making close bonds with any of us anymore. I did her hair for Children's Day and after that I guess she decided I was an okay person. She asked me if I would take her to the store one night and then asked if I would teach her English everyday. So now, everyday from nine to ten I teach her English. Yesterday was the first time I taught her. I was freaking out because I have no idea what I am doing and was in constant pray with g0d the entire time. It was out of my comfort zone and full of my weaknesses. However, g0d works even more in those times. "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.".. For when I am weak, then I am strong." 2 Corinthians 12: 9:10 His power is seen through our weaknesses. The past two days of teaching her have gone really well. It is by nothing I am doing but all the l0rds work that she is learning fast. Because we have always known how to speak English, you never realize how insanely hard it is. We have some of the weirdest words and Wendy always complains about how difficult American names are. They really are. She is still having trouble with getting my name right, thanks mom :). Please pr*y for us as I try to teach her and she tries to learn! Also, pr*y for her heart. I do not know whether she is saved or not and I already had to break the news that I only have three weeks left here and I will be leaving her just like everyone else has. Pr*y that the l0rd would work through me to influence her and that her heart would not be saddened by people leaving but that she would come to an understanding of it and be able to love people even if only for a short time.<br />
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Now for my primary class! I love these guys! Taylor and I teach this class together and it has been so much fun to teach them. They are all so unique and such cool kids. Most of them speak English well and they love to learn new words and ways to say things. They are eager learners and it has been a joy getting to know them.</div>
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This is Blossom! She is the one that just found out about her family. Her family will be here soon and she will be heading to Idaho! Blossom is such a sweet girl. She is missing the lower part of one of her legs. She doesn't know as much English as some of the others because she has only been here for about a year. She gets frustrated sometimes in class but she does well. She is learning and really tries to get things right. She is best friends with bei bei. They are always together. Blossom is such a sweetheart and I am so excited for her to meet her family in the next few weeks. </div>
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This is Elizabeth or Bei Bei. She is the most precious little girl. She has some kind of spinal injury or something and can't use her legs. It hasn't stopped her. She is so strong in her upper body and can walk on her hands. It is so funny to watch her. She will get out of her wheel chair to play duck duck goose and can chase the kids down by walking with her hands and having her legs drag under her. She is so precious. She is a sweetheart and always making me laugh in class. She has a precious voice and talks a mile a minute. She is also waiting to be adopted. The couple, Clay and Jewel, that I mentioned before are in the middle of the paper work to get her. Hopefully, they will be able to get her very soon. Bei Bei will get to live close by which will be nice and she adores Clay and Jewel so much. A little background on Clay and Jewel. They lived in the States and a few years ago, not sure how many now, both of their sons were killed in a car accident. They felt called to China and moved here to work with Shepherd's Field. They have now started their own foster care home for children with bone diseases and also help with the Bakery for Life that employs orph*ns and the proceeds go to help the orph*ns. Such a cool, g0d loving couple. Now, they are trying to adopt Bei Bei and I pr*y that that will happen soon. </div>
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Ling Ling or Shelby. Oh Ling Ling. She is a character to say the least. She is so sweet and always tells me and everyone else how pretty they are. She doesn't participate much in class but she is always there and often listening when we don't realize she is. She will randomly answer a question and when she does, she is always right. She makes me laugh daily. Oh ling ling, such a precious soul. </div>
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This is Joseph! He is a sweet kid. He loves his friends and he loves to hang out with his gang, which is Phillip, Blossom, and Bei Bei. He loves to build and play with legos. He has heart problems and is in need of another surgery. He turned 13 recently meaning he has one more year to get adopted and he needs a family. He is such a nice kid. He doesn't love English but he does well. He tries hard and he sits there until he figures it out. He is such a cool kid and I have loved getting to know him. </div>
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Seth! I love this kid! He is so precious and I have loved getting to know him. He is a loner who loves to walk around by himself and sing songs. He lights up when he sings and he moves his hands like he his orchestrating the music. He always asks me about class, when we will have it, what we will do, etc. He is smart and he loves to learn. He loves to know that he is doing a good job and that we are proud of him. He gets so excited when he uses a new word and when he gets an answer right. He is such a sweetheart and I love sitting next to him in class and helping him. He makes me laugh every day. He gets frustrated sometimes but all he needs is encouragement and someone to believe in him. He is a wonderful kid. </div>
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This is Phillip. He is the smartest kid and such a sweetheart. He helps me with my Chinese everyday. He corrects me when I say something wrong and tells me how to say things. He loves his friends and is a joy to be around. He is always helping others. He does a great job learning English and his English is really good. He learns fast and he is always wanting to learn more. He loves legos and plays with them all the time. He has a family and will be hearing about them in the next few months. His birthday was last week and we had a great time celebrating it! </div>
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Happy Birthday Phillip!</div>
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<br />Julianne Mouncehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16406848003936656303noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693100587151644304.post-62102074811889123762012-06-06T05:00:00.001-07:002012-06-06T05:00:18.301-07:00What a wonderful dayI have had more posts than usual lately, but, I had to post about today. Because the kids were practicing for Children's Day, had Children's day on Friday, and then the Georgia group did VBS the past two days, we haven't really had a normal day of teaching for a week. So today was back to a normal schedule. We taught the primary class at ten and it went really well. We are finishing up with possessive pronouns and will move on to new stuff next week. During my lunch break, I got to skype with Chris for a long time. He is at K-Kountry this summer and is loving it once again for his third summer. It was so wonderful to be able to actually catch up with each other. Being 13 hours apart in time difference but also the fact that he only has his phone on nights off which are scattered every other week or so, its not the easiest. But, it is doable and today was so great to be able to hear about everything that is going on and how the l0rd is working in Branson and also knowing how he is working here. I love that boy.<br />
Before that I got to experience the coolest thing ever. There is a girl here named Blossom, she is in my primary class, and she turns 14 in three weeks. Normally, that is no big deal, but here it is monumental. Fourteen is the age in which you age out of the Ch1nese system. Once you turn 14 you can no longer be adopted. Even if a family is in the process of trying to get you. Once you turn 14 you are out. So Blossom turns 14 in two weeks and she has been matched with a family but they have been waiting on their travel approval in order to get here in time. Today, I got to witness Sara telling her that she does indeed have a family and they will be here in the next few weeks to get her. She got a book with pictures of her new family, her parents, and three siblings. It was such an amazing thing to witness. g0d is in control and sovereign and it is only his doing that they are getting her just in time. Blossom was so excited, which is also g0ds doing, because she is extremely sad to leave her best friends here. She went back to her house yelling to her ayi "I have a family!!!!" It was such a beautiful thing to witness first hand. That child is so precious and I cannot wait to be here on her gotcha day in a few weeks when she gets to meet her family for the first time.<br />
So, this was only my morning. Kindergarten class was in the afternoon and it went well. Many of the kids have been getting chicken pox so a few of mine are out. Please pr*y for the kids that have chicken pox. It is spreading quickly to all the kids and everyone knows how miserable it is. I started teaching the five senses yesterday. It is hard when I only know select Ch1nese words to communicate what in the world I am talking about, but its going okay. After I teach we usually sing songs but today I brought the play-doh and just let them play for the last part of class. They love play-doh.<br />
After class I got to help Chrissy and give out sponsor gifts to a few of the children. It was once again such a blessing to be able to be the barer of a gift to a child who is so beyond thankful and thrilled to be receiving anything. So that was wonderful.<br />
For dinner, we ordered pizza for Phillip's birthday. Phillip turns 13 tomorrow but since we have fellowship tomorrow night, we got pizza for him tonight. There is a bakery a few minutes away that is run by Clay and Jewel who used to be the volunteer coordinators here at SF and now they have their own foster home for children. The proceeds from the bakery go to help the orph*ns and it is beyond delicious. Phillip invited his friend Joseph to come to, so, all of the interns, plus a visitor, ate with him and Joseph. It was nice and a cool thing to be able to do for Phillip. They also got cokes and ice cream. Their ayis are not going to be happy with us when they can't sleep tonight, but they enjoyed it! As they headed home a storm began to roll in. I love storms, I always have. They bring excitement, fear, unknown; they bring you face to face with creation and the Almighty power of our creator. So as we watched the storm roll in, Taylor and I realized that we don't have eggs in order to make brownies for class tomorrow for Phillip. So, Sara and I, knowing now was better then later when the storm was in full force, ran over to the market across the street to get eggs. When we left the market the storm had started to pick up. Instead of running, Sara and I walked back to SF in the pouring rain. I can't remember the last time I just walked in the rain and didn't care about getting completely soaked. When we got back to the inn we all went outside and just danced in the rain. At this point it was a full force storm and pouring outside. My mom has never understood how people can look at creation and not believe. I agree. He shows his power, majesty, grace, love, promises... everything.<br />
Today was a wonderful day. Full of g0ds grace and mercy and hand in everything. I am so thankful for the amazing people that I have been able to meet here and the children that have blessed me in so many ways.Julianne Mouncehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16406848003936656303noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693100587151644304.post-7989431772519117462012-06-04T21:59:00.000-07:002012-06-04T21:59:22.803-07:00My kindergarten class<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is Robert. I feel like I say this about every kid, but he really is the most precious child. He has deformed arms and legs. He cannot walk and is always pushed around in a stroller and he can kind of use one of his hands. He smiles easily and always makes silly faces. I love to joke around with him. He is very strong, much stronger and mobile that the doctors every expected him to be. He can crawl and he can also lay down and roll across the floor to get where he needs to go. It is hilarious and I will try and post a video at some point. Such a precious and sweet, sometimes very whiny, child. </div>
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My boy Josiah. I got close to Josiah pretty early on here. He had a heart condition but had surgery and is good as new. I would walk him home from school and then stay and play at his house which is House of Blessing. Robert, above, Josiah, and Cody, below, are the only three older children downstairs in Blessing right now. So they are all friends and usually together. They are all three in my kindergarten class. Every afternoon I go and play with the three of them. Josiah is the most rambunctious of the three and right now pretty disobedient as well. But, he is so precious and just melts my heart. He cries when I walk someone else home that is not him. He cries when I say that I have to go home in Chinese. Most days all three of them will lock onto my legs trying to make me stay. He messes with me all the time. Whether that is pinching my leg, calling me Julie until I tickle him while I call him Jos or Josa, taking my headband off of my head, putting it on, and walking around acting like me and saying that he is going home, or telling me the incorrect way to say a word in Chinese. I love this kid. </div>
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Cody! He is the third one of the pair of amigos from blessing. He has down syndrome and Josiah does a great job of watching out for him. He is a smart kid and does well in English class. He can be sweet at times and he can also be a little mean, but what kid can't? He absolutely loves to sing. He belts every song out and holds his hand like its his mic. It is the most precious and funny thing to watch him sing a song. I have a video of children's day that I will try and load. He sang happy birthday and twinkle twinkle little star more passionately than I have probably every heard it. He is a character. </div>
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Kennedy! I love this kid so much. He has a severe case of hydrocephalus. The doctors said a lot of things but Kennedy is a miracle. He is so smart and such a precious child to be around. He has wonderful English pronunciation and can communicate with visitors. He knows the phrases that he needs to know. He loves to sing and will often perform for anyone that will listen. His smile lights up when he sees someone he knows and always will call out our names. He is such a joy and I have loved spending time with him. </div>
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Oh Moses! Like I mentioned in a previous post, Moses is deaf and can't communicate much at all. He knows a little bit of sign language from someone that taught him a while back but nothing has been consistent. He often gets run over by the kids and just forgotten. He seems like a lost soul to me in a way because he can't communicate what he wants. But, the boy is so precious and so quick to smile. He loves to scoot his stool next to mine at lunch and be close to people. He wants to be understood. He will sit and play with my watch, touching every button and changing the time so that it takes me another ten minutes when he is done to figure out how to get it to say the time again. He will sit there for forever just pressing buttons on it. He loves to just be held and to be given attention even though it is hard to know what he wants. I just try and do my best and we get along well. He is so precious and such a sweetheart. </div>
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This is Henry. He is blind in one of his eyes and doesn't have the best vision in the good eye. This does not stop him. He is very active and runs everywhere. You forget that he can't see well until he trips over something and falls on his face. Or when he calls you by a different name before he comes beside you and you touch him and he hears your voice. He is a sweet kid and I have loved getting to know him. It is hard to teach him sometimes when he can't see the clock I have drawn and which number I am asking him but we get by and he is a smart kid. </div>
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Joy, or Ting Ting! This is the only girl in the class and one of the few girls that is in school. Ting Ting has a minor case of hydrocephalus and she will actually be getting adopted some time this summer. She is so funny. Its hard to be the only girl with nine other boys in a classroom but she loves it. She is always messing with somebody and usually saying something in Chinese at my expense. She always wants to go play outside and literally asks me everyday before class "outside today? outside today?" Her and Eric are 'boyfriend and girlfriend' like every other week and it is so funny to watch. They always take up for each other and give each other their turns, its so funny. Love this girl. </div>
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This is Eric! He is a sweetheart and one of the nicest kids here. He is always helping someone and just taking care of the other children. There is another boy in the class, Tyler, who I don't have a picture of yet. He is autistic or something along those lines and can't communicate well at all. Eric is always helping him and always walking him to and from school. He is always helping and it is so precious to watch him. Eric is smart and can speak English well. He is always telling me if I am doing something wrong or what we need to do next. He is like a little teachers assistant. He always yells out my name when I see him and tells me to come to his house. He is so precious and I just love him! </div>
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This is Jacob Jai, he goes by Jai Jai. He is such a cool kid. He had club feet and goes to therapy every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday so he is not in my class that often but I have gotten to know him playing at his house. He told Emily earlier that he didn't like me and some other mean things that she wouldn't tell me he said. But, I think that that was a cover up. We have gotten really close and I love messing with him. He is all over the place and loves to tackle everyone. We have had our fair share of tickle fights that for sure. He is a precious kid. </div>
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I have loved teaching these kids. I don't know how well I am doing or if they are even learning anything but I enjoy just spending time with them and singing English songs. Loving them is enough for me and if they don't learn any more English while I teach them I hope they learn that I love them and that they have a s*vior who loves them even more then I do. Goodness, I am going to miss these kids. </div>
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<br />Julianne Mouncehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16406848003936656303noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693100587151644304.post-88393097528870727412012-06-02T06:27:00.000-07:002012-06-02T06:27:32.958-07:00Children's DayOh, Children's Day. I never knew this, but China has a day that is just to celebrate children, just like mothers day or fathers day in the states, but its Children's day. The teachers put together a program for the children and the children do lots of performances, singing and some dancing. Two of the older kids emced the program. It was precious! After the program, all of the children got Mcdonalds! There were a lot of visitors that came for the day including a small group of preschoolers from Beijing to take part in the program. A team is here from Georgia as well. They are a group from a Chr1stian high school that has come for several years now for ten days during the summer. They are a great group of kids and have been very helpful. After the Mcdonalds lunch the kids went to take naps as usual and then in the afternoon we were supposed to have a big water party thing. However, we had a storm the night before so it was pretty chilly outside and the ayi's didn't want the kids to get sick. So, there were lots of toys out, bubbles, face paint, etc. However, it some how ended up being a water fight anyways! The kids had a great time! Here are some pictures of children's day! The videos are taking forever, so I am going to try and put those up later.<br />
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Precious Josiah! He has definitely become one of my buddies! The kids also all got haircuts on Thursday for Children's Day.</div>
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Dr. Anna and Dr. Moody's son doing magic tricks during the program!</div>
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Me and Moses. I just love this kid. He is deaf and so I communicate with him by motions and faces and we do pretty well. He gets run over by the kids a lot and he can't take up for himself. So, I try and take up for him as much as I can when I am around. Imagining how hard it would be to not be able to communicate how I felt, it kills me for that boy. Ill get off my soap box. </div>
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I will try and get the videos to work and put them up soon. They are hilarious. I seriously cannot believe that I have spent four weeks here and I only have four weeks left. I can't even imagine saying goodbye to these precious children. But, I know that time will come very shortly, so I will appreciate every moment that I do have here and I will praise the l0rd for the opportunity to come here and love on his children. Please pr*y for Taylor and I. She came down with an ugly cold sinus thing today and feels awful and I have been having stomach issues for over a week. The whole being in a foreign country/eating foreign food/playing with sick children, is really catching up with us. Pr*y we get better so we can do all that we can the next four weeks. </div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">This week has been super crazy. There is a high school group here from Georgia, we had a rummage sale the past two days and Children's day is tomorrow. I will post all about that later! But, last weekend we went to the great wall! Sarah and Rebecca had to go in order to tape a promo video and take some pictures for a project they are starting. They are starting their own foster home in southern China called Hope Station. So, Taylor and I, obviously, tagged along on that trip! </span></div>
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On Sunday, we went to Hidian Ch*rch in Beijing. It was a wonderful service. I have never gotten chocked up in a service, that I can remember. I have never had to hold back tears. But three times in the past three weeks, I have. Being in a foreign country, at a ch*rch, and feeling g0ds presence, being surrounded by foreigners who are worshiping the same g0d. It is so beautiful, such a glimpse of he*ven, and every time I have had to hold back my tears. Our g0d is so great and he is so much bigger than my small "mist" of a life. He is working here and why would I have ever thought that he wouldn't be? Our g0d is so great and so mighty and so loving. I am being reminded daily of his great love for me. </div>
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Another week has come and gone. I apologize (mommy) for not
posting very regularly. Everything has been going very well, except for the
fact that Emily left us on Tuesday <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">L</span>.
I hated to see her leave. Emily is one of those people that is so open and so
herself that you feel like you have known her forever instead of the two short
weeks that we did. She was so good to us and really got us settled in here. I
really don’t know what we would have done without her. Taylor and I would
probably still be sitting in our room, unable to sleep, and not sure what to do
with ourselves before Emily busted in with her Memphis shirt on, some awkward
hellos, and the beginning of a sweet friendship. Ha, Emily I miss you! Every
time I eat a Magnum ice cream cone, make a munto doughnut, watch a movie in the
movie room, hear Ling Ling yell your name, say pretty in Chinese, or pretty
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Elizabeth, or bei bei, upset about something!</div>
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Adrienne!</div>
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Here are some pictures we took before taking Emily to the airport.
Once again, miss you tons Emily.<br />
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We started teaching our classes on Wednesday. Taylor and I
are both teaching the primary class which has six kids in it. They are all so
sweet and doing such a good job, thanks to Emily, with speaking English. I have
always thought that g0d had a sense of humor. It is really evident here in the
fact that, I absolutely hate English. I always have. It was my worst subject
all through school. I just couldn't stand it with all of the rules and
everything. Spelling and grammar are still my biggest weaknesses in school. I don’t
know what I would do without spell check. So, you may be thinking, Ju you knew
you would be teaching English in China!
And, yes, I did know that, but I thought it would be like with kindergartners, not older kids and actual grammar rules. However, g0d laughs
and says, "no Julianne you will teach your most hated subject and you will enjoy
it". Ha! So here I am, and can I say thank the l0rd that Taylor is the opposite
of me and LOVES English! So far it has been going well. Taylor and I will be
kind of switching off with the teaching and right now Taylor is teaching the
lesson and she is doing great! Please pr*y for us as we continue to try in all
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my next post. I am seriously in love with all of them. I am starting off
teaching them time. It is going pretty well. The lesson only takes a little
while and then the rest of the time we sing English songs. I am so thankful to
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This is Leah. Today, I was holding this precious child. I could feel her tiny,slow heartbeat next to mine as she drifted to sleep. She was content in my arms being held and loved to fall asleep. What a blessing it was! </div>
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(Lots of pictures of the children to come soon)Julianne Mouncehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16406848003936656303noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693100587151644304.post-23064929523708822752012-05-13T02:58:00.000-07:002012-05-13T02:58:57.135-07:00I will follow you..Today, we went to ch*rch in Beijing. There are two ch*rches that the interns go to while here in Beijing. We went to the international one today. BICF (Beijing International Chr1st1an Fellowship) is only for foreigners. You actually have to show your passport in order to get in. They have been allowed by the g*vernment to hold services each Sunday, however, they are only letting foreigners take part in this w*rship. It is quite sad in my opinion. There are two ch*rch services, a Ch1nese one and an English one. We obviously went to the English one and it was so cool to see Americans as well as people from all over the world w*orshiping the same g0d. The service was wonderful and very biblica11y sound. One great point that was made that really spoke to me, was the fact that the Ch1nese translation for being distracted is a divided heart. It is so easy to get distracted by other things and put your relationship with Chr1st at the bottom of your to do list. We all know this. However, the translation of a divided heart instead of a distraction puts it more into perspective. When we put other things before Chr1st we are not only distracted by life, but we have a divided heart. We give Chr1st a little, but then we give the rest to other things that we feel are more important or things that we can't seem to surrender. The message from the s*rmon today was all about surrendering to Chr1st and giving him everything. We do not do this in our lives and it is something that we should all be striving to do daily. Surrender your entire life to Chr1st, your entire life. <br />
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The roommate interns in front of the restaurant. Emily, Taylor, me and Marissa. </div>
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This is my buddy Liam. He lives in the clinic and suffers from heart problems and a possible case of hydrocephalus. He is precious and he needs a family. </div>
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The reason for the tittle of this post is because this song was played in ch*rch today. I have always loved this song but today it meant that much more.</div>
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It was pretty normal, except for everything being in a different language and getting stared at by everyone. There was actually a great deal in English, though, and Emily helped us get the best Chinese products of things. We got enough groceries to last us for a while for only about 25 USD.
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Here are some 'sizzled barbecue flavor' lays that I got. So good! </div>
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This is for Hank. (Mom show him this) Marinated duck tongue! YUM</div>
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These are extremely nasty oreos. Not that you can't already tell, but we decided that we would try them and they are disgusting. I will bring them back for you all to try. </div>
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When we haven't been sitting in Emily's English classes and learning the ropes. We have been meeting all of the precious children here and loving on the babies. SFCV is a closed in campus with walls all around and a front gate. On the campus, there is a front office building, the inn, where we stay, the outreach center, which is where the children eat lunch and is used for various other things, the house of love, the house of blessings, the house of peace, the house of promise, which is the therapy house, the Zachariah house, the clinic, which is also called Samaritan's house, and the school house. So, each of these houses is home to different children. All of the children here are special needs. The houses are open for certain hours of the day for us to be able to go see them. This is to make things as consistent for them as possible and not have random people coming in at all hours. There are nannies, they call them ie's, that care for them around the clock. The children that are well enough, go to school from 8:30 to 4:30. So, when we are not in a class, we go to the houses and mostly the clinic to play and hold children. I have already connected to a precious baby boy named Liam who lives in the Samaritan's house. He has suffered from heart problems and is extremely developmentally delayed. He looks like an infant and is actually a year old. I will post a picture of him later. When I have time I try and go there and hold him as long as I can. A lot of the children here need to be held in order to get better, however, the cu1ture here is different than in America. The nannies are more hands off and the babies do not get held like they need to. So, that is where we come in. We hold them as much as we can and nurse them to health. Already I am making connections with the other school children. A few of them learned my name from the first day and hearing them say "Juuuliaaanne" from across the campus is the biggest blessing. I will post pictures of them soon and tell you more about each one. A few of the interns have to go to Hong Kong next week to renew their visas, so Taylor and I will be taking over Marissa and Chrissy's job of teaching the Baker's children. Tim and Pam Baker are the owners of SFCV and they have three adopted boys that are here with them. We will be teaching them at school all next week. Say a pr*yer for us as we try and teach a ten year old and two twin 15 year olds every subject. Ha. Taylor and I are just jumping around and filling every spot they need us to. The l0rd is teaching me all about flexibility and to not have a plan. </div>
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Tonight, there was a couple in town from New York. They are in town for a few days passing through and so Taylor, Marissa, and I took them across the street to eat at a Chinese restaurant. It was delicious! The waitress spoke no English but we managed to order. There have already been several visitors that have stopped here for a few days and some for a few weeks. I know there will be many more coming this summer. It is crazy who all g0d is calling here, and each one with such different stories, but such beautiful f*iths. I will post about some of their stories soon. </div>
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Across from SFCV.<br />
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The Clinic, or Samaritan's House, where I try and spend most of my free time. </div>
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Stevie, the SFCV dog who loves to follow me around. </div>
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Sorry this post is so long and so scattered. I will post more pictures soon. Please continue to pr*y for the work being done here and the many sick children that need healing and families.<br />
<br />Julianne Mouncehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16406848003936656303noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693100587151644304.post-2895459582175846362012-05-09T04:36:00.001-07:002012-05-09T04:36:39.792-07:00TrustThis is the word that defines the first part of this trip. Trust. Trust that the plane would take off and land safely. Trust that our baggage would roll out onto the conveyor belt. Trust that we got the right amount of money back from exchanging currency. And most of all, trust that the man holding the little white shepherd's field sign, was indeed with it and would take us to the right place. I will never forget that moment. Taylor and I both gave a head nod to the man and as we came around the railing to where he was, he just grabbed one of Taylor's bags and began walking. Taylor and I exchanged a look and then just followed right behind him. It was like, well here goes nothing. The man spoke absolutely no English. We had to trust that this man was who he says he was and would get us to where we needed to go. Keep in mind that it is 12:00 am. So, as we drove through the city of Beijing and then out of the city, south to Tianjin, Taylor and I were both completely silent. Both silently pr*ying that we would make it and reminding ourselves that g0d is in control. We did make it safely and found our way up to our room on the second floor. We are sharing an apartment style dorm with two other girl interns in the inn. Emily is one of the interns. This is her second time here and she has been here for three months. She will be leaving in two weeks and me and Taylor will be taking over her teaching spots. So, for now she is teaching us the ropes and I am so thankful we have had her. She has been so great. Oh, and did I mention that she is only 17? Marissa is the other intern. She is 23 and has been here for nine months so far. I was planning on posting about my first day but I am fading fast. Taylor and I have been up since 5 00 when we could no longer sleep and I have stayed awake all day, which is actually night time, and now I am about to die. So, I will post about my first day later and with pictures! Goodnight!<br />
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<br />Julianne Mouncehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16406848003936656303noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693100587151644304.post-54811721174253449052012-05-04T18:23:00.003-07:002012-05-04T18:23:30.074-07:00Well.. here goes nothingSo, I leave for China in two days... you could say that I am kind of freaking out. I got home from school on Wednesday and since then I have been trying to round up everything I need and packing it all up. That is still a work in progress. The next two days will consist of finishing that process and saying goodbye to family and friends for two months. It has only hit me recently, how hard this is going to be. I just have to keep reminding myself that it is only two months. Beyond that, I am so excited! I have no idea what is in store for me this summer but I know that it will change my life. I want to thank everyone, if anyone reads this...besides my mom, for the prayers and encouragement over this past semester. Please don't stop praying for us. We are going to need it. Please pray for safe travels as well as for our time over there. Taylor and I are both going to be careful about what we blog about so I ask that you do the same in leaving comments. We want to protect where we are working. I will try and post often and with lots of pictures. I will also try and entertain you the best I can. But, with me and Taylor together in a foreign country for two months, it won't be very hard for us to have some entertaining experiences.<br />
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"Re1igion that G0d our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after 0rphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world". James 1:27<br />
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<br />Julianne Mouncehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16406848003936656303noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693100587151644304.post-16869787586721081792012-03-28T11:11:00.002-07:002012-03-28T11:11:31.158-07:00Class AssignmentIn the next month or so, I promise to begin blogging about my preparations for China. Once I am over there, I will try to keep up with it as best I can! However, for now I have to post on this for a class assignment! I am in a writing class this semester and my teacher gave us an extra credit assignment to create a blog. I recently created this one for my trip to China so I am using this one! So, this post is to show that I created a blog and I know how to use it! I will be posting more interesting and hopefully entertaining things in the future!Julianne Mouncehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16406848003936656303noreply@blogger.com0