الاثنين، يوليو ٣١، ٢٠٠٦

A Wonderful Wedding







Well, the weekend in Michigan and Toledo passed really really fast but Claire, Marsha, Cecka, Chelsea, Chris, and I all had a great time at Liz and Andrew's wedding. It was beautiful and wonderful and I used to not be an emotional wreck but wedding vows make me cry now (it's okay cause I wasn't the only one...) Liz looked radiant and Andrew is an incredibly gracious guy. Here's a few photos from the reception.

الجمعة، يوليو ٢٨، ٢٠٠٦

Wedding amidst the terror

Having a war take place in a country you love and have many ties to affects you much deeper than I ever could have imagined. It has been a very hard time for my family and I as we try and see God’s sovereignty amidst the terror.

Please continue to pray for Lebanon and the many Lebanese and Israeli civilians who have lost not only family/friends but their homes and the country they loved. I have been in touch with a Lebanese friend who is a tour guide in Lebanon (she has evacuated to Jordan); her words show the hopelessness and terror that civilians are feelings. If any of you are interested in sending money to help with the relief send me an email. My parents’ organization is working with some friends on the ground in Lebanon to help with food, blankets and medicine. The humanitarian crisis is mounting with every passing day.

I was about to have a break down, I couldn't handle the sound of the bombs falling next to my building. For a week, I couldn't eat and sleep, because I didn't want to believe that war came back again, killing my people, destroying my country that I believed so much in. My anger is big. I have no more tears left, I feel like I want to make a big revolution to show the world what mankind can do, how cruel can we be, how much hate we have, it's like love had never been born, it's like Jesus had never came to earth....it's like God had never existed....Today I'm sad, today I'm crying, today I'm apart....What is happening to our prayers for peace?? Is God hearing our prayers? My family is apart, I lost my country....”

I thought you would like to read a BBC story featuring friends of ours that just got married in Lebanon. The wedding was planned for August 4th, but happened two days ago. Tarek (the groom) and his family have been long time friends of my family. We lived a couple blocks away from Tarek’s family in Egypt. I even was able to meet Shireen (bride) when I was there for Christmas. The whole family has evacuated to Australia. http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/middle_east/5213426.stm

Praying for the Middle East,
Emily and Brad

الاثنين، يوليو ٢٤، ٢٠٠٦

For the Unbelievers (mostly just Chelsea)

Chelsea - this one's for you because you wanted to see proof that I have a twin sister, so here it is. This picture represents what we think of eachother :) Actually, it's at a wedding at which we were bridesmaids. The bride's brother asked us to make weird faces and, to our surprise, the picture ended up on a slideshow later on at night with the caption that went something like, "This is what the bridesmaids think of having to deal with Bridezilla." I'm sure that Chelsea will say that this proves nothing, since we don't look much alike here, but it's the best I can do for now.

الخميس، يوليو ٢٠، ٢٠٠٦

REunion?

Well, well, well, Amber shows her face. Looks like you're having fun, Amber! How did you meet Trevor, again?

Just thought I'd write on here to say that I'm going to be back in the midwest during the first week of August before I move to B.C., and thought that there should really be a reunion of sorts. So, who's around/where should we have it? I think that folks should come to Sioux Center--it'll be fun, for serious!

His last name is Vande Kraats. There is no sappy story. I'm not sappy. (He is a little.)

M

Amber's pictures

Thought you guys would like to see some pictures. This is Trevor at the branding last fall.

It has been in the hundreds here for the last few days, so Trevor, his little brother Cameron and I decided to go swimming in the fishing pond. Best thing we did all day!!

الثلاثاء، يوليو ١٨، ٢٠٠٦

Yeah, it's AMBER!!

Hello all of my crazy, dear friends,

I must apologize for my inability to properly keep up on this blog and my inability to sign on myself. It is so fun to read what is going on with everyone, so I thought I would add.

OHHH, if anyone would like to take a roadtrip to Boseman, MT and then on to Portland, OR with me, I would love for any of you to come. It will be in a couple of weeks and I am visiting a friend in MT, then I'm in a wedding, then I'll be chillin' with the Lindsay in Oregan. How can any of you resist.

Anyway, I am living in the middle of nowhere (or as my crude dad likes to call it, bumbfuck, NE) on a beautiful cattle ranch where there are about 10 times as many cattle as people. Yes, it is crazy, but I ride everyday, get to spend time with my rancher boyfriend and am currently living with the parents and his little brother. What can I say?? Still haven't found a job, but am hoping to work as a social worker in a town called Valentine. Not sure if I'll get the job so until then just helping out on the ranch.

Some jobs I have helped out with...

Pushing the butt hole back into a cow. Let me explain. Sometimes young bulls (who are too little to breed) decide to try mounting their friends, their mothers, tires, whatever and in the process strain themselves and push out their buttholes. It's really disgusting. You see a black cow and all of a sudden a big red swollen butt hole is sticking out from under the tail. My job is to drive the cow to the guys who rope it, tie it by the back legs to a trailer, push the pooper back in and then sow up the hole a little smaller.

A.I. Artificial insemination. You actually have to go to school for this so I help round up the cattle, put them into a tiny pen and then let the boss man do the actual breeding. Yeah, you have to stick your arm all the way in and plant the semen.

BRAND. Yes, people still brand cattle. I am usually roping, but sometimes I get the lovely job of holding down a calf while the guys put their brand, vaccinate the calf and give it deworming medicine. At the end of the day I am covered in cow pies and smell like burning flesh. YUMMY!!

What else?? Have been to a few weddings, swim in the fishing pond, went camping and have been helping Trevor fix up his house (or bachelor shack as I like to call it) a few miles down the road.

Otherwise, still pondering life, what I should be doing and loving just to be alive!!

I love you all and please let me know if anyone wants to take a little roadtrip. You could even come see a working cattle ranch for a few days if so inclined!!

Most sincerely and with all my love,
Amber

الجمعة، يوليو ١٤، ٢٠٠٦

Pray for Lebanon

I know you have all probably been hearing all of the news about Lebanon and I am sure you are all praying. My family has many friends in Lebanon, some even who live in southern lebanon......and we are all very worried about them. Some of our friends were even planning a wedding in Lebanon on August 4th. No one can get into or out of Lebanon.
My heart is very saddened these days for the Middle East. May the Prince of Peace somehow bring about healing for the nations involved.
love em

الخميس، يوليو ١٣، ٢٠٠٦

my email address

I'm not so sure i want to put my address on here for fear of the SPAM gods. i will attempt to send it out as a reply to one of the mass emails i've received (if i can find one) lately.
I wish i had something exciting to write to ya'll, but i don't. My boss had hernia surgery and is not allowed to lift more than 15 lbs. for (supposedly) three weeks. there's not much to do on a farm when you cannot lift anything. this all means i am working from (literally) before sun up to nearly sun down. I'm finding that working 12+ hour days leaves little time for much else. i get home, eat, and feel like going to bed only to get up early the next morning. I'm not asking for pity, because during the day i enjoy the work. I tell you this only because i have had no other exciting or mundane activities to tell about.

post II

Sheesh, so many questions, I'll just post a new one.

First, my email address is my first initial denboer at gmail dot com.

Yes, I think I will like being married--although it's still over a year away (which I'm thankful for--it will take me a while to get used to the idea.) And Scott is definitely "good enough" for me. In many ways he's the male version of myself. His last name is Vande Kraats--yes, I know, a dutch name even longer and stranger than my own. We'll live in B.C., most likely. I currently have a one year contract at the school I'll be teaching at in Abbotsford, so we'll probably find an apartment based on whether or not I get a continuing contract/get a job at a different school. Scott hopes to go to school part time and work this year, and then go full time after we're married. He wants to be either an elementary teacher or a music therapist--probably the later.

Chels: serious like a disease. (A joke I've had with myself for a while--my mom always asks how serious couples are--as if they have a disease.)

Claire, I thought you would like to know that "So You Think You Can Dance" just came on, and they danced the opening song to "Footloose."

A proposal story? It's not incredibly exciting, but pretty typical of us. We've been talking about getting engaged for a couple months. Scott would always have "urges" where he would sort of laugh to himself, and then I'd have to get him to tell me that he just almost asked me to marry him. I told him that I wasn't ready at that point, and somehow July first became the date when we would get engaged. So on my birthday we went for a walk and sat on a bench by the Red River, (the other river in the world that flows north, like the Nile.), and Scott deliberated for half an hour. I finally coaxed it out of him, and we agreed that we needed a few days to let the whole thing sink in. So we did, and now he's pretty excited about being engaged.

And I'm not too worried about the wedding, Chris. It'll all get planned--we have a year after all. And Scott's a planner, so it'll all be good. We made a guest list already.

الأربعاء، يوليو ١٢، ٢٠٠٦

One more thing

Margaret and Andrew K. what are you email addresses??

Emily Christensen's new email address

three things:

On July first:
1) I turned 23, which I celebrated by:
2) going to the best concert ever where Jeff Tweedy, the lead singer of Wilco, rocked out with a broken foot, AND . . . . .
3) getting engaged!!!!!

Yes, that's right, after only five months of dating, Scott and I are engaged. You're all invited. I'm super excited. It's all a bit strange and wirlwindesque: at this time last year I did not even imagine that I would be even thinking about planning a wedding. It will be next July--probably the 21st in Sioux Center, Iowa. (I actually just wanted a reason to have another MESP reunion--that's what this is about, in all honesty.)

In addition to that, I'm doing well. Working at Booster Juice, riding public transit all over the city, and thinking about how stressed I'm going to be in a couple months. But it will be GOOD stressed. Stressed because I'm doing something I love and want to do it really well kind of stressed. ahhh.

I love you all.

الثلاثاء، يوليو ١١، ٢٠٠٦

Arab American Institute

Hello all,
I just found a really intersting site about an organization called the Arab American Institute (http://www.aaiusa.org). If you have a chance to get on and read about it I highly recommend it. They also provide internships for any of you who would like to get involved in D.C.
The founder wrote a very interesting article about Gaza, it is quite long, but I will post it here for those who are interested.
love emily
_____________________________________
Watching Gaza: "The Genovese Syndrome"
by James Zogby
President
Arab American Institute
Today I thought of Kitty Genovese.

Some of you won't remember her, but many in my generation will recall
the horror and shame they felt after hearing the story of how she was
raped and stabbed to death on a New York City street in 1964. What
shocked the nation was the fact that 37 witnesses heard Kitty's cries
but did nothing to help. Years later, social scientists, studying
this disturbing passivity, termed it the "Genovese Syndrome".

That's how I feel about what is happening in Gaza today. Israel is
getting away with murder and the world is letting it happen.

I can hear my critics bellow, "But what about Gilad Shalit (the
Israeli soldier captured and held since June 25th)?" "What about
Hamas and Islamic Jihad?" "What about the Qassam missiles?"
My response is simple: the kidnapping of Shalit was wrong and I have
repeatedly condemned the evil and stupid tactics used by those groups
who target innocent Israeli civilians. Having said that, I must add
two observations: there is no moral or political justification for
the collective punishment which Israel has imposed on Gaza's entire
population; and Gaza's humanitarian crisis began long before the June
25th capture of Shalit.

Reports issued before May of this year, describe Gaza's situation in
dire terms. One of the most densely populated areas on earth, two-
thirds of Gaza's population live below the poverty level. There are
acute shortages of food, fuel and water. Malnutrition and disease are
rampant among the young and, for the most part, only basic medical
services are available.

This crisis in Gaza predates Hamas' victory in 2006. For the first
twenty-five years of Israel's occupation (1967-1993) Gaza was a place
of misery. As Sarah Roy brilliantly describes in her book, "The Gaza
Strip: The Political Economy of Re-development", Israel ruthlessly
suppressed Gaza's people, while denying them economic growth
opportunities. During this time, no infrastructure, (sewers, paved
roads etc.) was built and the population was reduced to, in the words
of one Israeli Minister, "hewers of wood, and bearers of water," i.e.
demeaning day labor employment in Israel.

Gaza's only hope after the Oslo Accords were signed in 1993 was that
its economy and infrastructure could be developed and opened up to
the outside world. While many in the West blamed Palestinian
Authority (PA) mismanagement, the facts point in a different
direction. It was the persistence of the occupation from 1994-2005
that resulted in Gaza's continued stagnation. Despite "peace on
paper", Israel retained an iron grip on Gaza. Settlements remained,
as did the physical division of Gaza, north from south and from the
rest of Palestinian lands and the outside world. Being denied access
and egress meant difficulty in importing and exporting and,
therefore, no economic development.

When Israel unilaterally redeployed from Gaza in 2005, the situation
deteriorated even further. Israel projected its removal of 7000
settlers as a "painful sacrifice for peace." But by refusing to
coordinate their departure with the PA or even to honor the agreement
they negotiated with Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice (that should
have guaranteed movement in and out of Gaza), Israel left behind
disarray and an angry and impoverished population. By tightening
their external controls on the tiny strip, Israel, in effect, created
one of the world's largest prison camps. Inside Gaza, Palestinians
were "free," troubled only by their own poverty and armed gangs. Like
prisoners, they could have occasional visitors and receive gifts –
but, for the most part, they remained cut off from the outside world.

The economy, already crippled, worsened. With Israel refusing to open
Gaza's borders to goods, small Palestinian factories that had once
sub-contracted with larger Israeli firms were forced to close. And,
this summer, tens of millions of dollars of Palestinian produce
rotted at the check points because Israel refused to allow them to be
exported.

With the election of Hamas, in January 2006, Gaza's situation became
worse still. Having been reduced to dependency on international
donors for most of its operating budget, the Hamas-led PA now lost
even that. Tens of thousands of civil servants (the largest group of
salaried workers in the area) now receive no income. Hospitals
provide only basic services, with critically-ill patients or those
requiring emergency care left untreated unless, in a moment of
largesse, Israel decides to grant them admission.

Recognizing the need to resolve at least the crisis created by
Israel's and the West's refusal to deal with the Hamas government,
Palestinian leaders from across the political spectrum launched a
number of initiatives in May and June. These were efforts to create a
new national consensus that, it was hoped, could lead to a new non-
Hamas government that might allow aid to be restored.

It was at this point that violence flared up again. Israel's repeated
assassinations of militants, done with callous disregard for nearby
civilians, resulted in the death of dozens of innocents (many of them
children). These attacks were met by daily Qassam rocket attacks on
an Israeli city just beyond Gaza's borders. And then came the deadly
June 25th attack on an Israeli military post and the capture of
Shalit.

Israel's response has been an overwhelming, though measured, display
of force. Stunned by negative reactions to their killing of
Palestinian civilians in earlier attacks, Israel has mainly focused
its strikes on Palestinian installations: the power plant, bridges,
ministries, a university, and various offices. But it has been the
state of siege resulting in the complete suffocation of Gaza that has
taken the biggest toll. The pre-existing humanitarian crisis in Gaza
has now been magnified with hospitals and social service agencies
reporting new casualties, resulting from alarming shortages of food,
fuel and medicine.

Shielded from criticism by a compliant US administration and press,
this siege is now in its second week. The administration has not seen
fit to publicly challenge the impact of Israel's siege on civilians
and the press has given only scant coverage to the humanitarian
crisis. Gaza is suffering -- and like Kitty Genovese's 37 witnesses,
the rest of us watch in silence with varying degrees of shameful
paralysis.

Some ask, what is going on? There are no good answers and certainly
no justification for this massive act of collective punishment. The
response is disproportionate and cruel, even if one believes that it
is merely an effort by the Olmert government to free its soldier, an
excuse that even the Israeli press no longer believes. What is
occurring in Gaza today is nothing short of a crime against humanity—
unless, that is, you believe that the suffering of one Israeli
soldier outweighs the suffering being imposed on 1.5 million innocent
Palestinian men, women and children.

Worse still, if Israel's intention here, as some Israeli commentators
suggest, is to bring down the Hamas government, then their behavior
is tantamount to an act of terrorism—that is, the use of violence
against civilians without regard to their welfare in order to force a
political end. This is not the first time that violence perpetrated
by a reckless group has brought about a disproportionate response
that has had tragic consequences. No good will come of this.

Two truisms come to mind: Palestinian violence cannot end the
occupation and Israeli violence cannot squash the Palestinian
resistance to that occupation. Only sanity and justice can bring
peace and security but, alas, sanity and justice -- like jobs, food,
and medicine -- are increasingly rare commodities in Gaza.

Meanwhile, like poor Kitty's 37, we watch.

Founded in 1985, the Arab American Institute (AAI) is a non-profit
organization committed to the civic and political empowerment of
Americans of Arab descent. AAI provides policy, research, and public
affairs.

craziness with doctors and pictures and rambling

Wow guys, I wish I could say I was having the glamorous... or atleast exciting (in the case of cow milking and llama spit) few weeks you guys are having but I've actually spent the past week eating almost nothing visiting doctors who want to look at my gallbladder. Actually, I'm really excited right now because it looks like my not being able to eat wasn't in my head and the test I had today shows something is actually wrong. I meet with my doctor Wednesday morning to find out what the specifics are and what next, but it looks like probable surgery. So, if you could keep that in prayer - the idea of the complete loss of control and awareness when you go under anesthesia really freaks me out.
Thanks to Claire and Liz for the picture postings - the ones from the photographer still aren't up online so I'm on the edge of my seat to see what everyone else saw. Liz, I hope your search for a new wedding dress turned out okay though I'm sure after a few panics and tears. My best friend and I are looking for her dress right now. I'm looking forward to the wedding so so much. Dena, congrats on going to be MESP intern. You're going to be awesome. To all of you, much love and wishes to see you soon.