Tuesday, July 31, 2007
One Last Goodbye
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Hepi Borzdei!
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Downtown Day
Friday, July 20, 2007
Baseball and Snakes
Friday, July 13, 2007
VBS Week


Saturday, July 7, 2007
Visit to Tennessee
Thursday, July 5, 2007
America's Birthday
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
The Concert
When the house lights dimmed and the concert was about to begin, the mother returned to her seat and discovered that the child was missing…
Suddenly, the curtains parted and spotlights focused on the impressive Steinway on stage. In horror, the mother saw her little boy sitting at the keyboard, innocently picking out Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. At that moment, the great piano master made his entrance, quickly moved to the piano, and whispered in the boy's ear, "Don't quit, keep playing."
Leaning over, Paderewski reached down with his left hand and began filling in a bass part. Soon his right arm reached around to the other side of the child and he added a running obbligaton. Together, the old master and the young novice transformed what could have been a frightening situation into a wonderfully creative experience.
The audience was so mesmerized that they couldn't recall what else the great master played. Only the classic, Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. Perhaps that's the way it is with God. What we can accomplish on our own is hardly noteworthy. We try our best, but the results aren't always graceful, flowing music. However, with the hand of the Master, our life's work can truly be beautiful. The next time you set out to accomplish great feats, listen carefully. You may hear the voice of the Master, whispering in your ear, "Don't quit, keep playing."
Monday, July 2, 2007
Swim Time
Sunday, July 1, 2007
Welcome Dinner
Saturday was the Welcome Dinner. It's where all the Georgia hosted kids, within driving distance, come together with their families. We will have several of these group events, it's a part of the Hosting program, allows the chaperones to see that the kids are ok, allows the kids to see that their freinds are ok, etc. You get the picture. Well, it was held at Dave and Busters, which has food, but more importantly is also a huge arcade with tons of games. All the kids were lovin' life in this place. Probably his favorite was a virtual boxing game, you actually put gloves on your hand and punch at a screen, it also sense your movement and "punches" at you. I thought the kid was going to lunge through the screen trying to take this guy out. He's one tough little cookie. The game goes on for like 3 minutes and all the while you are moving and punching. He was sweating by the end, but so excited. He also loved when he hit the 1000 ticket mark on one of the games and it proceeded to take about 5 minutes to feed him all those tickets. Oh, and tonight was the best part. I had taken a nap when we got home, so I got up and realized he still needed pants for church or baznica in Latvian. I told him we needed to go buy pants. So, Jon elected to hang out at home and it was just he and I. We did not find pants. I'm convinced you cannot find pants to fit this child. 12 slim too big, 10 slim too small. 10 regular too big, 8 regular, too short. Is there such a thing as an 11 slim? I digress... Shoe Carnival was next door and he also needed shoes. We left with 3 pair! He found adidas sandals, Nike tennis shoes and some soccer cleats. He picked out Adidas and Nike, because he knows those names. The tennis shoe colors are Auburn colors, I'm certain that has to mean something spiritual right? (Jon loves Auburn) He was smiling from ear to ear when he put those shoes on. Then, when he saw the cleats, he was downright giddy! I had already taught him, on the previous pairs, to put them on, walk around, try them out. When he laced the cleats, he literally took off running. I guess there was no sense in walking around in those when, if you wear them, you are running. So, he tested them by running and kicking into the air all over the store! After we left, we got Chick-fil-A for the first time, he loved that too. I suppose because he was so "full" of life and goodness, that he was singing with the radio all the way home and chattering up a storm. I thought he was going to sleep in the adidas sandals, but he did take them off. What a good day. What a blessing to be able to bless him in such a way. Now, when he walks, he might strut. Praise the Lord, because he deserves to strut a little in life.