January 30, 2011

Mission: Uganda

This last week it hit me, I'm going to Uganda in just four months! I am overjoyed! To get to love on God's children, the ones He loves, the ones He fathers, the ones that need so much. I get to serve these little ones. Oh the joy that is in my heart! I can't wait to provide for these children!
This is my first mission trip, and I am hoping to learn how to lead my own group of missionaries on future trips just like this one. These are just a few of the children I will be visiting on my trip.
Just three days ago I received an email saying that all my mission money is due on March 1. AHHHHHH, what?! I faithfully believe that God will provide. I just felt like I had so much more time. But then it hit me, oh my goodness, I'm leaving in four months. The panic start to set in. I have 30 days to raise at least $3000-$3500. Okay, I'm cool with that. Basically, I just need to raise about $100-$150 a day for the next month. So doable, right?! I have decided to have COMPLETE and FULL trust in God and not worry. This does not mean that I won't do my part. Quite opposite. I am taking on Substitute Teaching jobs, I am doing bakes sales, and I am babysitting. I will do everything in my power to raise this money and beyond. But I WILL NOT WORRY! Please hold me accountable to that. If you hear me start to have a tone of fear, please remind me to have faith!

So here are the details of my trip:

I will be traveling June 1-12 to Jinja, Uganda. The trip is being organized by the organization Visiting Orphans.

The vision of Visiting Orphans is:
  • To enlist Church volunteers to visit orphanages so they may meet physical, emotional and spiritual needs of orphans.
  • To develop relationships, provide comfort and to share the Gospel with orphans.
  • To provide financial aid for child sponsorship, medical assistance and construction to improve the living conditions of orphans.
  • To mobilize Christian churches to help orphans experience the blessing of family.

I will be traveling with a team of about 30 people. The team will be lead by the wonderful Kari Gibson and Michael Smalley.

Here is our team website.

While in Uganda, we will be working with:

The trip will cost approximately $3,000-$3,500 depending on the cost of flights. I am hoping to raise above and beyond this amount to be able to provide tremendous support while in Uganda.

You can support me and my team in several ways:
  • You can make a direct donation to my Paypal account (Paypal option is on right side of screen).
  • You can be my billboard. Tell your friends, family, whoever about our work in Uganda. Advertise on Facebook or Twitter.
  • You can make a tax deductible donation through Visiting Orphans. Just be sure to select the June 1-12, Uganda trip. Select "yes" when asked, "Would you like to designate this donation to a specific team member?" Type "Elisa Hyman" in the box provided.
  • You can purchase a Simply Love T-Shirt. These are amazing and I have several from others fundraisers. What a great way to show your support for orphans and missions!
  • If you are in Springfield, Missouri, I could REALLY use some help with baking. I need bakers to provide items for my bake sales, people to help at the bake sales, someone to find locations for bake sales.
  • I could also use an individual or team of people to organize any other fundraising ideas!

Most importantly, remember to PRAY for my team over the coming months. I am so excited to see how God is going to use us!

January 5, 2011

Happily Ever After

As a young girl, I dreamed of my wedding day. I'd wear a big white dress, my Daddy would walk me down the isle and my new husband and I would live happily ever after. Thankfully, I found that man at the car wash. Our story is truly fate. The week before, we both were at the airport. I was picking up my best friend and he was getting onto the plane she was getting off of. This was before 9/11, so I was waiting for my friend at the gate. Brandon was dressed in his uniform looking very nice. We stared at each other, smiled and flirted. I wanted to say something to him so bad, but he was in a uniform and at the airport. Surely he was leaving. So off I went, we didn't even say a word to each other. The next week we were both at the car wash, doing the same thing...flirting. Again, I wanted to approach him, but wanted him to make the first move. He drove off and then turned back around and said, "I know this sounds like a line, but do I know you from somewhere?" That was it! We have been inseparable ever since. We knew very very early that we would be married, but to avoid freaking everyone out, we waited...just a little while. Brandon proposed to me in a very romantic rose garden on Valentines day in 2000, just six months after we met. And on January 6, 2001, I became his wife. Thank you God for marriage!
Brandon and I have a strong marriage. We aren't perfect, we don't always get along, and we have fights. But we have a solid foundation, that always brings us back together. We have to thank God for giving us that, and of course our Texas church pastor and his wife for being awesome examples and mentors to us in our dating years. I wish everyone could have that foundation or beginning in their relationships. It sure would save a lot of hurting couples.
Over the last ten years, I have learned a lot about marriage and being a wife. While we aren't quite experts on the topic, I feel that after this length of time, we do have some idea of what makes a marriage work and what doesn't.

I would like to share the top ten things that have helped our marriage to be strong and to thrive:

1. Never, EVER use the "D" word. Threatening or joking about divorce only creates insecurity in a marriage. If you are already married and have already broken this rule, start over today! Come together and agree that neither one of you will ever use this word, ever! By the way, by doing this, it will also take divorce out as an option.

2. Date. Make dating a priority in your lives, real dating, no matter what your circumstances. Date if your happy or not, if you have kids or no kids, if you are broke or wealthy. We try to date two to three times a month. We make this a priority in our schedules and our budget.

3. My money is our money. Money and money related issues are the number one reason couples divorce. When you are married, you should have one account. If you don't feel comfortable with combining your money and bills, you have other issues and marriage will not make them better. Having his and hers bank accounts and his and hers bills makes you more of room mates with benefits than a married couple. Debt is also shared. I was honest with Brandon about the debt I was bringing into our marriage, as he was with me. We agreed that even though I was the one bringing in the most amount of debt, it was still our debt. It was something we tackled together. Obviously, marrying with no debt is the best, and should be a goal all engaged couples should make. Who wouldn't want to start a new life with no debt?

4. Be on guard. Your marriage should be your highest priority next to your relationship with God. Protect it. Don't put yourself in compromising situations that would make your spouse angry, jealous, or question your integrity. Avoid being alone with a person of the opposite sex. Don't go on lunch dates or give rides to a coworker of the opposite sex. Don't make or take phone calls, emails or social network messages from ex's. Guard your marriage with all your might. While some of these suggestions may sound silly to you, you would be surprised what may start an argument or create a wedge. Temptations are out there. We all know that a simple, innocent compliment from a coworker of the opposite sex can turn into an affair under the right circumstances. If you aren't sure what boundaries to cross, ask your spouse. While me and Brandon haven't always been the best at this, we are getting better. There was a lot of tension in our marriage early on because of simple calls from coworkers. There are ways to avoid them. You shouldn't be worried about your friends, coworkers, or ex's feelings. You should be concerned about your spouse.

5. Lift each other up. Praise your spouse, even when you can't think of anything nice to say. I'm sure he smelled good after he showered, right? There you go, tell him. Thank him if he took out the trash. Remember what it was that attracted you to him in the first place. Try not to put him down in front of your friends or his. Actually, bragging about him will do wonders if it gets back to him. Men like to be respected and to feel needed. If you aren't the one lifting up your spouse, someone else will. It's hard at times, I KNOW!

6. Define your roles. It's very important to discuss the roles each of you will have in your marriage and the expectations you have of each other as spouses. By discussing how you see your role as a wife before you become one will help your husband picture his own role in the marriage. For example, before Brandon and I got engaged, we had conversations about what our lives would look like. I always wanted to be a stay at home mom. I didn't want to marry a man who didn't understand that. We also talked about how our plans may change, but that I would take on the primary role of taking care of the home and the children. While this may seem very 1950s for your family, it works for ours. My point is, discuss what role you want to take in your marriage, and what you expect from one another. It's never too late. If you and your spouse are butting heads on the matter, sit down when you both are calm and define your roles. Who's going to be responsible for providing for the family? Who's going to be the one that cooks? Who's going to be the one that handles the money? If you both agree on the roles and expectations you have, you are less likely to disagree on them later.

7. Forgive. We are forgiven by our God if we ask for forgiveness. Yet, it is one of the most difficult things to do, and even more difficult for a spouse. Why is it that it is so hard for us to forgive? It seems that sometimes we treat our husbands worse than our enemies. I'm sure you have things that you think are unforgivable. But if your husband shows true remorse, you have to forgive! On the other end, if you have done something that you regret and your came clean and asked for forgiveness from your spouse, you have to understand that you may have broken the trust. That is something that is hard to regain. You have to understand that if you broke the trust in your marriage, you have to work to allow your spouse to regain it. Don't expect it to be over night, but you have to prove that you are sorry.

8. Don't get complacent. I can remember how long it used to take me to get ready for Brandon to pick me up for a date. I would shower, shave, do my hair, and make up, find the perfect perfume, make sure my nails were done. I would try on 10 outfits to make sure I looked just right. And then I'd change again, just to make sure. It's unrealistic to say that I get dolled up everyday, actually it would be a lie. I try to get dolled up for Brandon, but the reality is that being a mom takes over a lot of times. I do try to take the time to put on my best for our dates. It really makes me feel better about myself and well, my husband gets pretty excited! As for the men, well you need to make sure you are taking care of yourself too. We don't get turned on by wholly knee high socks and sandals. And remember what you did to win us over when we were dating? Court us, open doors, tell us we are beautiful, hold our hand!

9. Communication. First, communicate with your Father together in prayer. Praying together isn't always the easiest, especially if you aren't accustom to praying out loud, but there are ways to work up to it. There was a study once that said that married couples that attended church together on a regular basis and prayed together had a 2% divorce rate, wow! Second, be honest with your spouse and communicate. We have a recap of our day at the dinner table. We do what we call "highs and lows." It helps us to talk about our day and what's going on in our lives. When there are difficult conversations, listen to what the other person is saying. I know easier said than done, but for some people just talking is a start.

10. Sex. I saved the best for last. Sex is fun, it's satisfying, it's beautiful, it feels good and our God designed it for marriage. He wanted us to enjoy it. I know you're thinking TMI, but seriously, this is a big issue and I don't feel like people talk about it enough. First, we know that men need sex. I am not a man, but I am married to a very manly man and I know that men need sex. Second, being a woman and knowing many that feel the same way, women don't NEED sex, but they enjoy it. Here's the thing, we are commanded to not put anything before sex besides prayer. I know, I don't really like that scripture either. But for whatever reason, my husband craves it. And while I enjoy it too, I don't throw fits if I don't have it. But as a wife, I need to make sure my husband's needs are met, just as he should be making sure my needs are met in other areas. So if sexing up my man means that he is happy, not dipping in other areas, and is loving me and taking care of my needs, then sex it is. I think too many women take their marriages for granted and let this area go. Get your sexy on ladies!!!

Many other married couples have made it much longer than we have and probably have their own list of things that make it work for them. This is our list. This is what has made our marriage work. I hope that by sharing this, someone is able to have a long lived and healthy marriage as we have so far!

December 9, 2010

What is it?

What is that little voice inside of you that draws you to something? What is it that you are supposed to do with your life? What is your gift? What is your calling? What is it that you are so passionate about? What is it that God is asking you to do? Do you have a healthy discontent with something? Is there something you feel you were just meant to do? Could it possibly be a passion that needs fueling?
I'm not an expert on the topic, but I do have deep passions about orphans and adoption. So much so, that sometimes the thought of adopting again consumes me. I have love to give and their are children that need love. But if you let my husband tell it, I would adopt 20 kids if he let me. I have been playing with the idea for a year now, ever since we brought Marley home. Goodness, adopting was by far the most difficult thing we have ever gone through. But God never calls you to something that you can do on your own. He wants you to rely on him, and boy did we have to rely on God.
So this passion, this healthy discontent I have with orphans and their situations pull on my heart. What am I supposed to do with that? I feel like there is so much more I could be doing, I just don't know where to start. Adopting again would be one way, but leading others to adopt would be a bigger way. Giving money to an orphanage or an organization that helps support and educate orphans would be another way, but leading others to give as well would have a larger impact. Going on a mission trip would help, but leading teams of missionaries would have a much larger impact.
While I pray and ask for the guidance and wisdom on how to fulfill my calling, I challenge you to do the same. What is it that you are passionate about? What do you feel called to do? What are you going to do about it?

November 29, 2010

Happy Family Day 2010

Today marks the day that we have been a Family Day of four for one year! In the adoption world, there are so many benchmarks to celebrate. However, Family Day will be the one we celebrate every year! November 29, 2009 is when Me, Brandon and Marley walked off a series of planes after about 23 hours of traveling and ran into Miles' arms. It was the day that we were FINALLY all together! What a day. I can still remember Miles running up to me in his winter coat with a HUGE smile. He missed us tremendously. I remember the way he was all over Marley. This was the sibling that we had prayed for, talked about and cried about for years. He was instantly in love!
It's amazing how a five year old can have such a profound love for a new sibling! He was used to having all of the attention, but having her in our lives never seemed to bother him. In fact, he often tells me how much he loves Marley and how thankful he is that she is in our lives. I'm for real! He's got a heart, my sweet boy.
After one year of being a family of four, I have to say that yes....It was worth the wait. And yes, God does know what He is doing! I know, I'm such a hypocrite! I hated hearing those words while we were waiting, but it is so true. I still promise not to shove those phrases down any prospective adoptive parents throat. But goodness, is it true!
Marley came home a tiny tiny little girl, weighing just 11 lbs. at 6 1/2 months old. She could barely hold her head up, had no use of her legs, didn't roll over, but was full of joy. She was the one God had intended for our family, and we for her. Within months she progressed at tremendous rates and is now on target, or above...lol, for her age! I hope you too will enjoy of video of how we became a family one year ago today!

November 1, 2010

Halloween 2010

We had a wonderful Halloween! This was Marley's first and Miles....well, he's an expert! It's also the first year that I didn't make the costumes. I have to say that it truly was a relief. I put way too much pressure on myself when it comes to those kind of things. Although, I did add things to Marley's costume to give it a little extra girlyness!

October 26, 2010

There is No Excuse

Brandon here again!!!! I have something I have to get off of my chest today.

On occasions more often than not, I hear the conversations of MANLY men in my office building, the gym locker room, and many other places that guys talk. Beyond football, NASCAR, business transactions, hunting leases, and small talk, I hear something that really bothers me. I hear these MANLY men complain about how they couldn't finish watching "the game" because they had to BABYSITT their kids. It just infuriates me when I hear this. They are YOUR kids that you helped bring into this world, so why oh why would you call it babysitting?

The MANLY men, who walk around beating on their chests like they just field dressed a deer on the hood of their truck........in a business suit! LOL. It just really bothers me that some (not most or all) guys seem to think that fatherhood just means that their only responsibility is to put food on the table, but not much else. It almost seems as if it is an inconvenience to them to spend quality time with their families. I know that sounds a little extreme, but that is the overall tone of the conversations I hear.

I absolutely dread cutting my grass, especially with a push mower, but it is what it is. It normally takes me about an hour and half to cut all of my grass, so to me, that is an hour and half I could be playing with my kids. I already work about 10 hours a day during the work week, so my time at home during the week is very limited. Since I can't press the pause button to do chores or conquer the honey-do lists, I try my best to tie them together. Case and point - the pictures you see.
Marley has a great time laughing and playing while I pull her in her wagon all over the yard. She is happy because she is next to me and she gets to ride around, I am happy because she is enjoying herself, and I get the grass cut at the same time, and Elisa is happy because she gets little break, and can recharge her batteries a bit.

All I am trying to say is the MANLY men need to actually MAN UP!! Sometimes you have to be willing to try something different to get different results. I am just tired of hearing excuses like "The game is on", and "I just got home from work" to get out of doing what is the most important job they have....being fathers. Yes, I like watching sports, yes I have my own hobbies, yes I work very hard (and occasionally get stressed out) at my job, I am not a hypocrite. But I know that Miles and Marley are reading me, they are watching my every move, and learning from my behaviors....so yes, I will drop what I am doing for them just to let them know that they are my #1 priority (under my wife) and that I want to care for them. Even when I have bad days at work, I try my best to put a good game face on for them and leave work at work. Hopefully, if I do this thing right, my kids will remember how important they were to me and when they have kids they will do the same.

So for you MANLY men who can't EVER turn off NFL Network, have become slaves to the Xbox/Playstation/Wii Gods, or say they are just plain too tired........MAN UP, and do your job......THERE IS NO EXCUSE.

October 14, 2010

Out of touch.................

Brandon here!!! So the other day Miles comes home from school and says "Daddy I have a note from school". Automatically I am thinking "Great, his teacher wants to inform me he is misbehaving"......but no, he hands me this note to read and to my surprise it is from a girl. A note from a 7 year-old girl (keep in mind Miles is 5) and it has her phone number on it!!! I was speechless. Not because of the note, but because I was SOPHOMORE IN HIGH SCHOOL before I got a girl's phone number!!! LOL. Almost immediately that old Hall & Oates song "Your out of Touch" started playing in my head.

I don't know if I have become naive, if this is my reality to remind me I am getting old, or both! Now I know that the note is a totally innocent and sweet gesture, but I don't remember kids being this advanced (aggressive even) at their ages. I was too worried about Legos and Lincoln Logs back then to think about girls. But I have to look at like this too: Internet, Cable, Ipods, sup'd up gaming systems, all these things we have come to love and enjoy were not around back in the day. All the technology obviously advances as time marches on, so why wouldn't our kids advance right along with it? I mean, Miles was able to navigate to the Playhouse Disney website all on his own at age 3, while to this day I still can't successfully set the time on a VCR........if I still used one it would still blank "12:00" till the end of time.

So maybe I am not terribly out of touch after all, but I might still take his bedroom door off of the hinges for good measure! LOL!

September 29, 2010

Four Little Angels

A few months ago, we were surprised with a positive pregnancy test. WHAT?! Yes, I was pregnant! The emotions were all over the place. I couldn't believe the two little lines that popped up on that little stick. I have seen those two lines five times in my life. Five times. Five times I cried and thought of clever ways to tell Brandon he was going to be a Daddy. Five times I thanked God for the little baby He was growing inside of me. Five times I have thought of my belly growing, the baby that would soon join us and if it was a boy or a girl. Five times.
We didn't want to announce our surprise pregnancy until I was past the first trimester. I was so sick the first few weeks, I didn't think I would make it without someone noticing. At 11 weeks pregnant, just a week from our big announcement, we found out we have one more angel. That makes four. Four Little Angels.
With every miscarriage I have grown. Our first angel was our very first pregnancy. We were so excited and told everyone we knew. Weeks later, we grieved. I was so hurt. I didn't understand why it happened. Our second angel was right after we began the adoption process. We were a bit surprised by the pregnancy, but were so excited. Again, we told everyone. We saw the heartbeat on an ultrasound and felt secure that the pregnancy would last. After another routine ultrasound, we found out that we now had two little angels.
That second miscarriage shook me. It made me realize who my friends were. Friends who I thought were my core and my support system, weren't there. They showed more sympathy to their friends who had wisdom teeth pulled. It was very difficult for me, but it made me realize that I needed to rely on my God and my husband for support and comfort.
That second angel did a lot for me. I became a little more, okay a lot more guarded with my time. I didn't give that time or effort to people, things or events that didn't lift me up. I am sure I made a lot of people mad, but I needed to clean out the closet. I needed to clean out the people I called friends, and I wasn't sure why. I quit worrying about what people thought, not in an "I'm going Gothic" way, but in a Godly way. I was caught up in the business of hosting everyone's baby shower, surprise birthday parties, house warming parties, bible studies, small groups and play groups. I had to be in the middle of everything because I didn't want to let anyone down. I wasn't worried about pleasing God, I was worried about pleasing people. In a way, I am glad that that miscarriage helped me to see that I cannot rely on others to fill my needs. They will fail you every time. I was looking for people (my family, church family and friends) to comfort me, when it was God that I needed to seek out.
Angel number three was an angel before we knew it. I will never forget it, it was on my 3oth birthday. We kept it to ourselves, and continued in our adoption process.
Angel number four. You bring tears to my eyes. We didn't know you were coming, and quite honestly we were shocked to find out. We didn't share your news, to protect the hearts of the ones we love. Your heartbeat brought us hope, so tiny...yet it still fluttered. The sickness I felt made me confident that you would be joining our family. Still the fear of loosing you kept me from getting too excited. After about two months, I let my heart accept you. I started to wonder if you were a boy or a girl. What would your name be? Would we use another M name? Would I really have three kids? I started going through Marley's baby clothes, putting things aside. I started looking at double strollers and finding your spot in the minivan. I was planning our future, as a family of five. We thought of creative ways to announce our news. We had just made our parent's get webcams so we could see their faces when we told them they would have another grandchild.
It's only been two weeks, but already I feel like I have grown through this. I appreciate my children even more. Every parent loves their children. I have always been pretty crazy about mine, but after this...they are so so much more precious. They are both truly gifts! I also have accepted that we will not have anymore biological children. I truly feel comfortable saying that, almost like a relief. It's not something I am sad about, quite opposite. I am happy to say that childbearing, for us, is a thing of the past.
These past few weeks have also made me want to live life more, to quit making excuses. I am going on a mission trip to Uganda in June. We are taking our family to Mardi Gras!
There are a few explanations as to why I keep making angels, but really when it comes down to it...to me, it doesn't matter. It's done. I have always cherished my sweet boy, but now more than ever. Miles was the only one out of five that I get to hold! What a gift! Marley, well I don't even need to explain what a blessing and gift she is. One miracle born of the body, one miracle born in my heart, and four sweet angels. My heart is full!

September 2, 2010

Readoption Day

Today was a success! This morning we met our attorney at the court house. Brandon and I sat in a little lobby full of adoptive families not sure what to expect, but anticipating tears. For those not familiar with the adoption process, a friend of mine put it best when she said "it's like getting married twice." Marley was already adopted legally in Ethiopia. But in order for us to get a U.S. birth certificate and then citizenship, we needed to readopt her here in the states.
It was a quick and pleasant hearing. There were only a few people in the court room. Marley sat in the lap of the Guardian at Litem. He was a friendly man, and Marley decided his lap was more entertaining that ours, so there she was. They doodled on paper the entire time. The lawyer asked Brandon a bunch of questions, to which he answered "yes" to and then the judge smiled very kindly to us and proclaimed that Sifen would now be named Marley Haset. We chose the name Haset, which is Amaric, because it means joy. We will be getting her Missouri birth certificate in the mail in the next few months. I cried. Of course.
So today, Marley was adopted again!

Miles' First Day of Kingergarten

On August 19, 2010 Miles had his first day of Kindergarten. He was so excited to go and to get to ride the bus with all the neighborhood kids. Mommy did cry, but only for a minute. He did so good and we are very proud of our Kindergartener!