What Child Is This?

"What Child is This?"

What child IS this?

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What child is this?

Back From China

WE ARE BACK!!!!! Taiger and I have returned to America. We are still trying to get over jet-lag, but I wanted to post and let everyone know we are back! I want to post a HUGE THANK YOU to the members of our Sixteen Small Stones board who kept things going while I was gone. It was a rough journey and we had a lot of time where I could not access the internet, and therefore was completely out of touch with everyone in America, including members of our board, our partner homes, etc. I hated being "out of the loop", but I never worried a second that things would be taken care of in my absence. Thank you all for your hard work! You are amazing! Also, THANK YOU to EVERYONE for your positive thoughts and prayers. They were truly felt and appreciated more than you can imagine. There were some really hard times and times when we were in less than safe situations. Your prayers brought strength to push through the hard times, and safety in times of danger. Thank you all so very, very much!!

The first update of many

From China, to Me, to You. Hey! It's Bryttan, I'm going to be posting updates for Breclyn until she returns home from her adventure in Chinaland. Sorry, you are going to have to put up with me and my craziness. I don't write nearly as well as Breclyn, nor do I know as much as her, but I'll do my best, and keep you all updated on what she is doing and want's to say. So Sixteen Small Stones followers, Breclyn and Taiger are living near the Hai Nan orphanage and have been going over once a day for hours to help and play with the Children there. She has yet to take pictures, but She has told me that they do take care of the kids, it's just, the china way. Whenever they go over, the kids run over to Breclyn, and wait patiently for their turn to be held by her. Taiger has told me that he loves to play with the kids, but their teachers are mean to them. He has also gone on to tell me that he has told the kids that [I] am very nice and can come take care of them. Thank you Taiger for volunteering me, haha. Wish I could. Glad they couldn't understand what you were telling them. The kids over in that orphanage do not get the attention and care that they need, and Breclyn has told me what goes on inside, and it makes me want to do everything I can to help those kids. I wish I could go over, but someone has to stay here and keep everyone updated I guess. Also, I don't have the money or time unfortunately. The "Aunts" (caregivers/teachers) in the orphanage are trying to take care of so many kids, that they don't have time to be gentle with each child and they change them on a wooden counter top that is very hard. They do not lay the babies down softly, and they cry in pain. Their diapers are cloth, but they are not nice and what they do is tie them around their waists very tightly and it rubs against them. Breclyn said that they all have rashes and bruises. I want to try to do another Fuzzy Bunz type of fundraiser again, only it does not HAVE to be Fuzzy Bunz nor does it have to be called Fuzzy Bunz. I don't know much about cloth diapers, but if anyone out there does, let me know and maybe we can get some nicer softer kinds for these kids. What do you all think?? Next thing, They have a room for the children with disabilities. I did not quite understand, but it sounded like they have many different rooms with a lot of kids in each one. Maybe it's easier for them to take care of the kids this way. I'll try to get more accurate details, I'm sorry. Anyway, it sounds like they only have ONE doll for all the kids (yes, girls AND boys) to share. Breclyn told me that they have to take turns and the little girls especially hate this. They love walking around holding their dolly so much. I am going to sew some dolls to send over, and if anyone else wants to do the same and or send some to me instead of DI, I think they would love it. Breclyn and I have been talking about other things we would like to do, but I'm going to wait to bring that up. We don't actually have permission from the orphanage to do this, but Breclyn said we don't need any. She has been going over and has met with many of the Teachers and She says if we send them, she can just bring them in and they will be happy. The problem is, with me here doing this alone, I don't really know where to start to get money. So, if you do send some dolls, try to make them those softer light dolls....do you know what kind I am talking about? Just because right now I don't have a lot of money to send a very heavy package. I'm sorry. I need to talk to Breclyn and ask her a lot of questions. I just don't want you all to be lost, or think that Sixteen Small Stones is no more. We're doing what we can with her over there and me here :) Heavenly Father will help us if we have faith that everything will work out. I believe that is true. So, I will keep boring you all with my posts, updating you until I get things worked out and going again. I really think that the diapers and babies are a really good place to start. I'll post her stories from the orphanage a little later, they are so amazing, i want everyone to hear them. I had surgery and have been going through a long recovery. Posting a short blog is about all I can do right now, I apologize. I'll leave you with some pictures that She has sent to me. I know She is doing what She can right now while she is there to help anyone and everyone and still study and take time for her dear sweet Taiger. She is grateful to all of you who support her and have helped 16 Small Stones so much. I know I am as well. Being on this end, I have seen how much help and support you have all given, from money, to prayers, it's all appreciated. It's been amazing. Thank you. Keep praying, and things will all work out for everyone. God blesses us in many ways, we just have to be patient and have faith. Thanks Everyone!! This is their way of transportation. Taiger sits on the back seat and Breclyn peddles. She's going to come home with some super strong calf muscles, haha. Aaaaaand, when you take a 4 year old little boy to China to help the people, he prefers to help the Turtles. Taiger caught this tiny turtle, and is crazy for him :)

God Is Love

Today, I am giving a little, quick lesson in church. I am teaching the song, "God Is Love" and I wanted to give a little lesson about it. The problem is, I don't really understand that phrase, "God Is Love". God is made up of flesh and bone. So, what does it mean that "God IS Love"? For the past few weeks, I have been trying to better understand this concept. I still don't understand it with my mind, but I have started to comprehend it in my HEART. A few experiences I have had these past few weeks have helped me feel this idea that God Is Love. I felt God and was overwhelmed with this realization of how HUGE His love is. I saw beauty in Earth and felt warm inside like a testimony of God's love. I felt Love, and in that love was God. I wish I were an eloquent writer, like Bethany P. Haily, or Gabi Dickinson, or Katie Davis. But I am not. All I have is my testimony and my heart.

Another Mriacle at the Post Office

Another sale at the Post Office?? Hmmmmm...I think God is up to something. He has some AMAZING work He is preparing some special young women for. :) I sent another box of donations a couple of days ago. This was the SCARY box. I had sorted and resorted. I had down sized again and again, taking out items I thought were not AS necessary as others, etc. In the end, I had a box that was so full I had to put paper on the top to fill in the gap between the folded down leaves on the top. I went to the post office just to weigh it. I had brought the address and some tape JUST IN CASE, but I fully planned to weigh it, find out the price, and come home and downsize AGAIN. I had discussed with Gabi how much it COULD cost. I was estimating around $200.00, but hoping for $150.00...what? I believe in miracles!! I had raised $140.00 at the yard sale. Twenty of that went to sending Renee's package. That meant I would have to use some of the money from my "miracle stash" in Shelley. That was okay. But I was REALLY wanting to use it to either help with the cost of getting to China, or help with the cost of registering SSS as an NGO (a girl can dream!). If it came to more than $200.00, I didn't know WHAT I would take out...it already felt like I wasn't sending nearly enough! I stood nervously in line, trying to guess how much it was going to cost, and trying to picture what I could take out of the box (on that part, I was coming up blank). When it was my turn, I hefted the huge box onto the counter and told the post woman I just wanted to weigh it and find out how much it would cost. She looked at me doubtfully and asked, "Is it going to close?" It was stuffed past closing, but I promised her I could squish it down and it would fit...I was hoping for a miracle for that part. When she read me the price, I think I just gave her this odd, blank stare. The price? $71.00. Blank stare. Not $200.00? Not $100.00? Just seventy-one dollars? For the WHOLE box? To England? Why is it so hard to believe miracles? :) Since I wasn't actually thinking I would be able to afford to mail it at that time, I didn't bring my camera, so you will have to trust me that the box did make it to the post office. :) We have cloth diapers, socks, and clothes en route to England even as we speak! We are praying God will provide Gabi with the two extra suitcases so she can transport all of the donations with her to Africa. (Please join us in prayer if you feel so inclined.) Thank you all for your love and support. God is so, so good. :) :)

Side Note

A Side Note Tomorrow, I am going to weigh the box to send Gabi and ask how much it will cost to send. Wouldn't you know, I have been STRESSING ALL DAY about this..."What if it is too much?", "What if I can't afford it?". "What if...", "What if...", "What if...". When will I ever learn?! GOD WILL PROVIDE A WAY.

God Is Good

Some incredible things happened yesterday. I want to share them with you. For the past few days, I have been packing up the donations to Renee (Serving His Children) and Gabi (Racham Ministries). I finished the box for Renee and planned to send it. I lifted the box, and boy! was it heavier than I had thought it would be. Gabi's, too, was big and heavy! I knew I needed to send Renee's box ASAP because she is leaving the states soon, so I made arrangements to mail Renee's box. Then, I started panicking. What if I couldn't afford to send the boxes? I remembered a God who had provided twenty four Fuzzi Bunz diapers against all odds. I also realized God would not have provided the diapers and would not have asked me to send them without providing a way to accomplish what He asked. So...what did I do? I prayed! I prayed with full faith that God would provide a way for the packages to be sent to Renee and Gabi. I absolutely believed that God could provide a way for those boxes to be sent. I envisioned some kind person behind me hearing where the box was going and footing the bill. I imagined a SALE at the post office...I mean, I had never before HEARD of a postal sale, but that wasn't the point. I KNEW God could provide a way. As I was kneeling in my room, my Mom hollered in to me. She said she had just received a notice in the mail that I had a bank account in Shelley that hadn't been used in five years and I needed to do something with the account--either withdraw or deposit--or the money would be given to the government. I smiled. I knew God could find a way. SOME way. A bank account? In Shelley? God had a plan for this moment from the time I opened that account and then forgot about it (I know it seems impossible to forget about money, but to this moment I cannot remember leaving money in an account in Idaho...). He knew this time would come where I would need the money. So, off I trekked to the Post Office, with my box of donations in the back seat.

At the post office, my sister came in with me. As we stood in line, we guessed how much it would cost. Mind you, I had only made 140 dollars at the sale to send these boxes. I thought this box would cost $70.00, my sister guessed $80.00. Either way, if either of our guesses were correct, I would be left without enough to send Gabi's package without spending the money in the mysterious bank account. I was so happy God had revealed that to me before I left so I would not be under great stress at the Post Office, waiting in that line, wondering what the mailing cost would be. When it was our turn, the postman read us the prices. The cheapest price? You will never guess. $21.00 No kidding. A sale at the Post Office?! God is good. Always so, so good. :)