tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post9189344280337003502..comments2023-10-22T06:21:54.256-04:00Comments on The Little Missionary Girl All Grown Up: I Wish It Was Different :: A Story of Fragmented GraceLindsey Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16407924019039481161noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-70074291294506333042012-09-17T05:16:02.048-04:002012-09-17T05:16:02.048-04:00I grew up in Brasil... but have spent much of my a...I grew up in Brasil... but have spent much of my adult life hopping around the Middle East, mostly Syria. Making Syria a rather painful topic for me right now... nuff said. I did a stint in Haiti a couple of years ago, helping out with the massive response in 2010. It sure is a special place!Kati Woronkahttp://www.katiworonka.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-16351046430141367112012-09-16T16:07:55.458-04:002012-09-16T16:07:55.458-04:00I can relate to this but from a different directio...I can relate to this but from a different direction: we are choosing some different paths in raising our son than our parents did and it's always murky waters when we talk about it with family. I find myself often just shutting my mouth instead of saying what I really thing for fear of rejection. I'm so glad to hear you are stepping out to reconnect with your grandmother--whatever that ends up looking like. Thanks for linking up with WIP!Mary Bethhttp://newlifesteward.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-46731576252037168012012-09-14T21:24:38.325-04:002012-09-14T21:24:38.325-04:00It has it's ups and downs! :-)It has it's ups and downs! :-)Genevieve Thul@Turquoise Gateshttp://turquoisegates.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-1961981477261040262012-09-14T20:09:46.308-04:002012-09-14T20:09:46.308-04:00Thank you, Vicky. I am so thankful that I did not ...Thank you, Vicky. I am so thankful that I did not have to live away from my parents as well as extended family. I cannot even imagine that at all. I often felt so sad for those who had to do boarding school on the mission field. Did you enjoy your time at Asbury? What did you study there?lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-56235491339422775402012-09-14T20:04:06.166-04:002012-09-14T20:04:06.166-04:00Wow, Genevieve...it is amazing how the Lord takes ...Wow, Genevieve...it is amazing how the Lord takes a hard, hard situation and brings moments of beauty in it. How is your health now?lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-4805580997082860232012-09-14T20:02:12.991-04:002012-09-14T20:02:12.991-04:00Thank you for your understanding....I feel like I ...Thank you for your understanding....I feel like I am still "figuring out" this unique life perspective and how it affects the way I live my life and relate to people. How long did you live in Uganda?lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-28631835173151865472012-09-14T19:55:38.471-04:002012-09-14T19:55:38.471-04:00Thank you, Elizabeth....a hard road....but part of...Thank you, Elizabeth....a hard road....but part of the mystery of the "wide canyon of decades..." and how God graciously guides us...makes me think about how I will/want to be in 50 years...lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-6532279725619931422012-09-14T19:50:56.244-04:002012-09-14T19:50:56.244-04:00Kati...thank you for coming here...I love meeting ...Kati...thank you for coming here...I love meeting other TCKs...where did you grow up?lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-16168674246751104432012-09-14T19:48:54.924-04:002012-09-14T19:48:54.924-04:00OH, Emily! Thank you...thank you for the way you p...OH, Emily! Thank you...thank you for the way you place courage back in my heart.lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-13678521479988917542012-09-14T19:48:03.530-04:002012-09-14T19:48:03.530-04:00Thank you, Tresta....yes..it really took me to tha...Thank you, Tresta....yes..it really took me to that type of prep for a child and caused this whole flood of thoughts above.lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-32215141965374979472012-09-14T19:46:10.947-04:002012-09-14T19:46:10.947-04:00Thank you, Tara....cycle indeed...such depth in ju...Thank you, Tara....cycle indeed...such depth in just a few short words...have me thinking...lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-41562505422140691422012-09-14T19:45:41.240-04:002012-09-14T19:45:41.240-04:00Danise...thank you for this insight. So wise...it ...Danise...thank you for this insight. So wise...it gives me a different perspective that helps so much. Disconnect IS so very hard...you are right. Definitely thankful for the Lord's help and grace as I journey through these challenging waters.lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-4468166971760464442012-09-14T19:39:43.235-04:002012-09-14T19:39:43.235-04:00You words bring tears to my eyes every time I read...You words bring tears to my eyes every time I read them...like a beautiful ointment to my soul. Thank you for the life you breathe into me with your words. And, I, love you so very much too....lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-74646829634673561042012-09-14T19:32:37.344-04:002012-09-14T19:32:37.344-04:00You have the gift of genuine encouragement! Thank ...You have the gift of genuine encouragement! Thank you for that and as always...love FMFparty even though I wasn't fully present because of a late night phone call. Thank you for open arms always....you are awesome!lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-74649983277356264072012-09-14T19:31:29.024-04:002012-09-14T19:31:29.024-04:00Donna...thank you so much for sharing your story. ...Donna...thank you so much for sharing your story. It gives me courage to know that while not "the way we want" them, there can be a beauty in these relationships. I appreciate you taking the time here to open your heart and encourage mine.lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-3731923655054390842012-09-14T19:29:32.136-04:002012-09-14T19:29:32.136-04:00Thank you for your wise words here. You are right....Thank you for your wise words here. You are right. It IS hard and good and hard and right. I am thankful that He continues to work out my salvation with fear and trembling....and much, much grace.lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-978917793508628552012-09-14T19:25:26.198-04:002012-09-14T19:25:26.198-04:00Oh, Alicia....thank you...that is so kind and fill...Oh, Alicia....thank you...that is so kind and fills me with warmth. I appreciate your visit.lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-90454351561468138702012-09-14T19:24:25.469-04:002012-09-14T19:24:25.469-04:00Oh..you are always so kind...thank you....Oh..you are always so kind...thank you....lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-91840220213677365822012-09-14T19:23:50.708-04:002012-09-14T19:23:50.708-04:00Thank you, Grandma. That means a lot from you.Thank you, Grandma. That means a lot from you.lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-12636745372741428072012-09-14T19:23:36.111-04:002012-09-14T19:23:36.111-04:00Thank you, Alene!Thank you, Alene!lindseyfojnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-30605354061456103842012-09-13T22:39:35.906-04:002012-09-13T22:39:35.906-04:00A beautiful story comes from your pain. I have of...A beautiful story comes from your pain. I have often wondered how Missionary kids really felt. I went to Asbury College with lots of Missionary kids who only saw their parents a few times a year. I always wondered...Vickynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-55992544312160416882012-09-13T22:24:20.743-04:002012-09-13T22:24:20.743-04:00Oh, man, Lindsey, I had this same experience with ...Oh, man, Lindsey, I had this same experience with my grandparents as I grew older. We were close as close could be when I was a child - especially my paternal grandparents and I. I felt very guilty about times not spent with them, especially when I was a working single girl with plenty of time and money. When I went through the main part of my cancer treatment, after all 4 of my kids were born, I chose to spend the majority of the 3 weeks I spent away from home with my paternal grandparents in their home on the North Shore of Lake Superior (I had to stay away from moms, pregnant women, children anyway!). I have so treasured that last long time I had with them and all the times I DID find a way to make the time and take the energy to spend time with them in their old age. Let the guilt slide off you and bank the memories. You will be glad for this very afternoon spent with your grandmother, and eventually the guilt will fade and just the memories will remain.Genevieve Thul@Turquoise Gateshttp://turquoisegates.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-42325191119639062882012-09-13T19:21:09.878-04:002012-09-13T19:21:09.878-04:00I sure understand some of this... although I'm...I sure understand some of this... although I'm probably between the ages of your parents and grandmother. I loved being a missionary... but didn't have a chance to do it until I was in my late 40s. Spent a bit of time in Uganda and loved it and even today would like to return. But I have other "God-jobs" and must trust Him for the future consequences. To be raised as a mission-kid, and then entering our social/cultural circumstances, it can be a real challenge. Sounds as if you are doin' good, sharing His love, blessing your dear ones. No matter where we live, those are good things.Joanne Nortonnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-57758335612056343922012-09-13T12:15:40.189-04:002012-09-13T12:15:40.189-04:00S0 very very beautiful friend. I am remembering we...S0 very very beautiful friend. I am remembering well the times with my grandmother that seem achingly similar. It is precious time. We learn so much from them. Its a mystery but God does amazing teaching through this wide canyon of decades of age difference. Thanks for beautiful you in these words. i treasure this piece of writing. It is your heart. I will look for you at FMF. :)Elizabethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688422282686268098.post-75732558400958514612012-09-13T09:24:05.920-04:002012-09-13T09:24:05.920-04:00This post is achingly beautiful. Your granny is,to...This post is achingly beautiful. Your granny is,too :) And by the way, I can tell even though I've just met you that her granddaughter is lovely, too :) Thanks for the honest words here.Alicia Bruxvoortnoreply@blogger.com