tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-207109852024-03-07T16:25:46.363-08:00The Tsukayama CornerFabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.comBlogger369125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-91187944087490765722017-05-15T04:14:00.000-07:002017-05-15T04:14:05.193-07:00And.... we're off! It has been over a year now that I posted that the "<a href="https://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2016/01/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-eight.html" target="_blank">cloud above us was moving us on</a>"... that we were going to be making a major move to JAPAN! Since that time, we have been taking steps to finish well what God has given us to do here in Brazil, including developing a ministry strategy that can continue even after we are no longer here. And we have been waiting on the Lord to put together all the pieces to this "puzzle" and show us when the right time was. Which He has been faithful to do. No space to share all the details now, but the news is that we are on our way!<br />
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Three weeks from today we will begin our journey, leaving Camboriú which has been our home for more than seven years now. It is surprising to me when I look back, to realize that this is virtually the only home our children have known! They have done most of their growing up here and have only vague remembrances of life prior to this reality. So it is not an easy move for them, particularly the older two who have developed deeper relationships with friends here.<br />
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Anyway, we leave here and go to Santos, where Fabio's parents are. Fabio is the only child they still have in Brazil (out of three), and they are rather sad to see us go, to say the least. We will be spending some time with them before our departure from the country.<br />
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From São Paulo, we will be landing in Miami, since the airfare was about half the price (times eight tickets!), and Fabio has always wanted me to see Miami anyway. :) So we will combine the family savings with a sort of family vacation, where hopefully we will get to debrief a bit as we wind our way up to Chicago without any great rush, stopping along the way.<br />
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It has been five years since we have been in America as a family, and it is important to us to reconnect with my family as well, and our church family there. Our plan is to be in the States about three months..... and THEN we plan to continue on to Japan. Whew! It promises to be a very full and exciting year!!<br />
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PLEASE keep us in prayer through this process. It is exciting, but that doesn't make it easy! We will try to update more often.<br />
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And a few pics...<br />
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Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-18858649469923553702016-08-05T07:36:00.003-07:002016-08-05T07:36:58.717-07:00The Last Three Months Have Been a BLUR!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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My wonderful, dear mother was here for a couple of weeks in May. It was the first time in FOUR years that we had seen each other, and the first time she had seen Brazil. We soaked up every minute with her!</div>
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While she was here, we had the marvelous JOY of our two oldest children being baptized! We rejoice at seeing Joshua and Dominique growing in their walk with the Lord and wanting to take this important step of faith. This is them, first giving their testimonies, and then being baptized:</div>
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Another neat opportunity that the Lord provided for us was for Mom to share her testimony at a drug rehab center for women, as she also was delivered from a lifestyle of vice 44 years ago.</div>
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We took Mom to Santos, and it coincided with the very week that our sister-in-law and their three children were moving to Japan to join Fabio's brother who had gone before. It was a bittersweet good-bye: </div>
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And then, when Mom left Brazil, I went with her, taking only the two little girls with us, Olivia and Annaliese. We were in America for only one week, which came about by way of a speaking engagement at the ICHE Homeschool Convention. It was a fast and flying trip, after four years away, but it was wonderful to see loved ones again. </div>
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We have had quite the time of traveling in July, with a variety of beautiful opportunities to share God's Word in different contexts, including a YWAM school and a homeschool group!<br />
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It is quite cold in Brazil now, especially considering that the houses here have neither insulation nor heating! At one of the places we visited, the water containers were frozen in the morning. Here is Dominique and Israel with the ice:<br />
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At the homeschool group. We are excited and encouraged at how homeschooling has grown in Brazil, from an estimated 400 families in 2009, to an estimated 4,000 families now, and this in spite of an unfavorable political climate.<br />
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<br />Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-34518530556516966852016-03-23T20:04:00.003-07:002016-03-23T20:04:28.099-07:00Season of Encouragement! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfz3W1CfRAsqENAimXxd1X51PsjD2qRy60Bls_SiKK7b5VYG5ehayPVyNmN-_EaYiXpx5HR28UDKbDjRTYuRLRGMLsFGkUS84x_TshVqa5q-_us9B7XL694hAl73c6D8Run26P/s1600/495a2079-24e4-462a-94c4-2c7b0811da56.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfz3W1CfRAsqENAimXxd1X51PsjD2qRy60Bls_SiKK7b5VYG5ehayPVyNmN-_EaYiXpx5HR28UDKbDjRTYuRLRGMLsFGkUS84x_TshVqa5q-_us9B7XL694hAl73c6D8Run26P/s320/495a2079-24e4-462a-94c4-2c7b0811da56.jpeg" width="320" /></a><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';">This past weekend we did a seminar about an hour from here, and we came away
from it so encouraged! One reason is that e</span><span style="color: #141823; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';">ven
though we had never been to this church before, we had ministered to
quite a few of the people over the past 2 years or so at some of this
denomination's national conventions, and so we were SOOO encouraged
to hear some testimonies of how the Lord has used our ministry in
their lives! We don't always have the privilege of seeing fruit, so
this was really encouraging. Like this lady, who was literally trembling with emotion when she came to give me a TIGHT hug! She said that the baby she was holding would not exist if it weren't for a conversation we had nearly two years ago at a convention we spoke at! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #141823;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue;">Another reason is that, as our ministry via facebook has grown, we are becoming more known by
people that have never been to any of our seminars. Because of that,
some people came this weekend that were not from the church, and that
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<span style="color: #141823;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue;">One
young lady and her brother rode a little motorcycle five hours to get
there for the afternoon session! Another family drove five hours
from the other direction, and there were others from an hour or two
away that attended as well. It was a real privilege to meet some of
these people and hear their stories. Many have made drastic changes
in their families and in their lifestyles as a result of our online
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church had a little park outside, and before we left that night I was
there watching the kids play. This little cute 6 year old girl came
up to me and said, "Tia (Auntie), I want to tell you something."
So I told her to go ahead. Then she said, "I just love to watch
your videos!" What a little sweetheart! Later I saw her mom, and
told her mom what the girl had said. She said that yes, she gets
excited when a new video comes out and always wants to watch it with
her mom! They also are not from that church, but came because of the
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just being “cool”, this was encouraging because we see how the
ministry we have pioneered here can continue to be impactful via
internet, even when we are no longer here! We are getting close to
having the online course ready, and people keep asking for it. We
also see that the timing is right. When we came here six years ago,
few people were online and we didn't know anyone with a smartphone,
but how things have changed in such a short time! Now even people we
know that live very basic lifestyles and don't even have furniture in
their houses are sure to have wifi and a smartphone for every family
member! We can say a lot about the wiles of this reality, but one
good aspect is that we will be able to continue reaching Brazilian
families in their very own homes, even while we are on the other side
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Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-24190709459735491572016-02-29T05:39:00.001-08:002016-02-29T05:39:14.437-08:00Quick Family and Ministry Update<ul><br />
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going to the beach. But as nearly every activity “freezes”
during this season, we have been able to enjoy the season, of
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<span style="color: red;">Thank you for believing in
this work.</span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 138%;">Since the beginning we have been
serious about seeking the Lord and very committed to the vision God
gave us for this ministry. We started from scratch during a time
when there was little interest in these matters. Then we saw that
gradually the laws and the culture were changing concerning family
and children. Soon, the churches began to realize it was a major
problem within the churches, and our ministry was ready to attend to
the requests. We see now that, unfortunately, things are not getting
better in a general sense, so we have been working hard to prepare
study material that could be used in the context of small groups
with a facilitator, even in our absense. The good news is that now
we have a couple whom we have brought alongside to the last several
seminars done in the area. They have also walked alongside us in
ministering to the group we had at church last year. They may be
going to Europe as missionaries this year and have a vision to
minister to families. They also are helping us in developing the
Group Study Material.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 138%;">We are accepting fewer
commitments this year for speaking at other places but in turn, we
are offering the group study material which many churches have shown
good interest in, as it would be a continuous work in their
churches.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 138%;">Again, we are in awe of God’s
infinite wisdom and perfect timing as he called us to Brazil and
gave us the time to prepare and be ready to attend to the needs that
would be presented. With this same encouragement, we want to
encourage you to be sensitive to His guidance, even when it doesn’t
make sense to others, or yourself!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 9pt;">The Lord has answered the
prayers of many by raising leaders committed to the ministry. </span>
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<span style="font-size: 9pt;">The ministry has grown and we
have been having lots of invitations. This has opened the doors for
us to have an outlet for the group study materials which is a format
very much used in Brazilian churches. Many pastors and leaders are
showing interest in using it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 9pt;">After many consecutive meetings
to discuss the “Education Proposal” concerning sexual
orientation of children did not pass in our city! Praise the Lord!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 9pt;">Health. All the work, travel,
college studies and other commitments affected Fabio’s health last
year. He had some tests and is treating some issues as the doctor
recommended and will be following up with further blood tests soon.
Please pray for his health.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 9pt;">Zika vírus. Brazil has been
having an epidemic case of this virus passed by mosquito bites. In
some cases it can be very serious.</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiKbvEbRv2qV7KZHxbPrq-kKh-nwP1tJlKF7uppNQiM-cyr0Y2VOFd-iXVHBCC-ZJNTLs2NGS4IOlGH42bB0nrlc0b9wsChavS16JWJYp2OPpZiS2Q3823v69qqT-ERhJlPAaP/s1600/IMG_0737.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiKbvEbRv2qV7KZHxbPrq-kKh-nwP1tJlKF7uppNQiM-cyr0Y2VOFd-iXVHBCC-ZJNTLs2NGS4IOlGH42bB0nrlc0b9wsChavS16JWJYp2OPpZiS2Q3823v69qqT-ERhJlPAaP/s400/IMG_0737.jpg" width="300" /></a><span style="font-size: 9pt;">Pray for our preparations as a
family for our BIG MOVE to Japan. For the last year, we have
dedicated a lot of time to the study of the Japanese language and to
teaching it to our children, reading books about the culture and
outreach in the cultural context, etc. Please pray that the Lord
would continue to equip us for the work He is calling us to! </span>
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<span style="font-size: 9pt;">Japan: a nation with less than
1% Protestants and one of the highest rates of suicide in the world.
Pray specifically for the <b>city of Nagayo</b>. (We will be sharing
more about this on the blog, soon!) Just as it happened in Ezekiel
37, we believe that from a “dry land” can be risen an army of
soldiers for Christ. The battle in prayer starts now.</span></div>
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Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-74672555594931551232016-01-17T11:27:00.000-08:002016-01-17T11:32:35.061-08:00This World is Not My Home, Part EIGHT<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span dir="ltr"></span></span><br />
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This is Part Eight of a blog series. This post is a stand-alone announcement of our future plans, but if you like, you can click here to start reading at the beginning:<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-one.html" style="color: #6699cc; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"> Part One.</a><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><i>"Whenever the cloud lifted from above the Tent, the
Israelites set out; wherever the cloud settled, the Israelites encamped.
At the Lord's command the Israelites set out, and at his command they
encamped... When the cloud remained over the tabernacle a long time, the
Israelites obeyed the Lord's order and did not set out. Sometimes the
cloud was over the tabernacle only a few days; at the Lord's command
they would encamp, and then at his command they would set out....They
obeyed the Lord's order." Numbers 9:15-23</i></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><i> </i></span>Just yesterday, the Lord spoke to us so powerfully through the above passage. Dear
friends, we believe that the "cloud" over Brazil is moving, and we are
preparing to obey His command to move as well. We believe that the Lord has been moving circumstances and moving
us along in them to come to the time of fulfilling a long-time promise
of God over our lives... to return to Japan! <span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span dir="ltr">This may come as a shock
to some of you, but it has been a major focus of prayer since about the time of Annaliese's birth over a year ago. </span></span><span style="background-color: white;"></span><br />
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When we shared this recently with our dear friend, Bob Moffitt, he asked an important question: <span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span dir="ltr"><span style="background-color: white;">"</span><span style="color: #1f497d; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">I wonder why the Lord would be calling you there when it seems like your ministry in Brazil has been so fruitful." </span></span></span></span> Maybe some of you may be asking a similar question?<br />
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We would love to explain: </div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">When we married in 2001 (living in Japan at
the time), we had no plans to leave Japan. However, the Lord had a
journey to take us on, some of which I have shared in this blog series. When we left Japan in 2003, He made it clear that
He had ordained for us to have a time in America
to establish our family and grow in Him, but that it was not for us to
put roots down there, because we would not be staying. He also put in
our hearts</span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"> that we would return to Japan</span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">, and confirmed it many times over the years. But we did not know the timing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">When the Lord stirred our hearts in
2008 that our time in the States was coming to a close, we logically
thought of returning to Japan. But, surprisingly to us, over the course
of about a year and a half of seeking and praying, the Lord showed
us "Brazil". And we received the same word and feeling from Him, that Brazil was to be a
<i> season</i> in our lives - not THE destination. And again, He would remind
us of Japan in various ways. I admit wondering many times WHY God would
take us to Brazil "on the way" to Japan! It
didn't seem logical at all in my mind! And I often wondered <i>when</i> He
would take us back to Japan, which I have loved in a special way since my childhood. But in the meantime, we have sought to serve where
we were currently planted, and do all that the Lord
had to do for us during our time here. We never imagined when we came to Brazil that we would be focusing on family ministry here, but that is what He had in
mind. And we are thankful for the doors He has opened and all that HE
has done here. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">Now, since over a year ago, He has
been bringing JAPAN back into view! We have been praying about it since
then, and little by little, He has been clarifying a vision and moving us
forward in it. I am trying to skip all of
the (exciting!) details so as to not be too wordy, but we have seen His
hand and believe that He is in the timing. We will share more specifics as we go along.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">Did you know that the Japanese are the second largest unreached people group in the world (</span><span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"><a href="http://joshuaproject.net/people_groups/12322/JA" target="_blank">according
to Joshua Project</a></span><span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"><a href="http://joshuaproject.net/people_groups/12322/JA" target="_blank">)</a> ? There are
many, many cities and towns where there is not one church of any kind
where people can hear the gospel! Our heart burns for these people. </span><i><span class="text Matt-9-37" id="en-ESV-23417" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="woj" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box;">“The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few;</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"> </span></i><span class="text Matt-9-38" id="en-ESV-23418" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="woj" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box;"><i><span class="versenum" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"> </span>therefore <span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-23418AZ" data-link="(<a href="#cen-ESV-23418AZ" title="See cross-reference AZ">AZ</a>)" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>pray earnestly to the Lord of the harvest to <span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-23418BA" data-link="(<a href="#cen-ESV-23418BA" title="See cross-reference BA">BA</a>)" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>send out laborers into his harvest.”</i> ~Jesus in Mt 9:37</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">As for the ministry in Brazil, we are partnering with key leaders so that the ministry we have begun here with
families will not die in our absence. We have been working this past year on
developing our material into a course that can be used in churches in
small group settings, with videos from our
seminars available online, printable study guides, etc. With the world
tendency going all online, this is very doable and with proper organization we can manage it from
anywhere in the world. So this last year here will be to focus
on training leaders to this end.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">And, amazingly, now we can see many
of the "whys" that God brought us to Brazil "on the way" to Japan! He certainly never wastes any of our (your!) experiences! One
BIG thing is that we realize that <i>we</i> were not ready those years ago to go directly
from our American life to a more challenging field
like Japan. These years in Brazil have been years of growth, stretching,
and learning from the Lord. Also, we really needed to grow in teamwork as a family. Actually, the teachings that we have developed for the family
ministry have first and foremost been impactful for US as a family! We
have grown in unity and relationship, which
we know will be SO important in Japan, where, in the
beginning, the church will be just us! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">And can you
believe it? As we have been reading this last year about mission in Japan,
just about every book and resource has mentioned that *family ministry*
is one of the best ways to reach out to the lost in Japan!!! We would
never have imagined this aspect as a "preparation"
for the mission field in Japan, but the Lord knew! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">So, in a nutshell, I hope that gives you a broader picture of our calling to Japan. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">PLEASE PRAY for us as we prepare to follow the "moving cloud" in obedience to the Lord! </span></div>
Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-2703417620565686662015-12-19T14:51:00.001-08:002016-01-01T08:45:50.267-08:00This World is Not My Home, Part Seven<b>PART SEVEN</b><br />
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This is Part Seven of a blog series. You can read the previous parts by clicking below:</div>
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<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-one.html" style="color: #6699cc; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Part One</a><br />
<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-two.html" style="color: #6699cc; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Part Two</a><br />
<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-three.html" style="color: #6699cc; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Part Three</a> </div>
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<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-four.html" style="color: #6699cc; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Part Four</a></div>
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<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-five.html" target="_blank">Part Five</a></div>
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We returned to
Brazil for our “next season” in August of 2012. And guess what?
Those first years that we spent mostly in “sowing in tears”
really did turn into a season of “reaping with joy”! (<a href="https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%20126:5-6" target="_blank">See Psalm 126:5-6</a>) Not that it was without difficulties, especially being kicked
out of the house we were renting right after we had renewed the lease
and fixed it up! But as I always said, when we were doing well in our
marriage and family life was good, we could face anything together.
And this time, we had learned an important lesson about unity and we
were growing. Blessed trials that force us to grow!</div>
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During the months
we spent in the States, we felt the Lord confirm that our ministry
focus in Brazil was to be <i>family</i>, and we began to see the Lord
opening doors for us to minister in this specific capacity. We also
felt His grace upon us in equipping us in ways we had not previously
experienced in order to fulfill this calling. He also put us in a
church where we began to build meaningful relationships, which was
just huge! And in my mind, we had two years. Just two years! And
then... life could go back to how it used to be. I didn't spend a lot
of time dreaming about this fact or dwelling on it, but it was there,
way in the back of my mind. Actually, if I stopped to think about it,
I would remind myself that we had never decided to be DONE with
Brazil in two years. We had merely decided that two years would be a
good time for a visit to the States to reconnect with family and
friends, and then reevaluate prayerfully our next step.
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Well, in Feb of
2014, I discovered I was pregnant with our sixth child (Annaliese),
and due in October. Since our two years would be up in August, I
figured it would work out pretty well to go back to America to have
her there, just like we did with Olivia. Good timing! But it wasn't
long before we had to face the facts: we just didn't have the
finances to make a trip back to America. And that was that! This was
pretty hard for me to face. Not just because of my personal desires
to see my loved ones and for the children also to reconnect with
America, but because of fear. After the way Olivia's birth had gone,
I was dealing with fear. And for those of you that don't know, Brazil
has some of the worst birth statistics in the world, which didn't
help allay my fears. It took me a couple of months to work through
these fears in prayer. Even Fabio couldn't fully understand my
struggle, so it was mostly fought out in my prayer closet. </div>
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And guess
what? Surprise, surprise – the Lord came through again! Slowly,
surely, he gave me PEACE. He spoke to me like this: “In the case of
Olivia's birth, I took care of you by taking you to America and
providing for all that you needed there. But it was still <b>I</b>
that took care of you! And <b>I</b> will be the one to take care of
you this time, whether you are in Brazil or wherever else in the
world you happen to be!” I was learning to trust Him, in one more
facet. And besides, once I realized we wouldn't be able to go home, I
was sure that at least my mom would come to be with me. She had been
with me with all my babies, and that was a very comforting thought.
And then, that hope was dashed too! She would not be able to come.
Ah! My heart wanted to scream! And yet, I knew the Lord was teaching
me to rely only on Him. All of those circumstances that we don't get
to choose, all those things that war against our own will and desires
– they are all things that God wants to use in transforming us into
His image, if we are willing! I wanted to be willing. And, long
story short, the Lord surely went above and beyond in caring for me
and our family during the birth (<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2014/11/welcome-annaliese-victoria.html" target="_blank">details here</a>), and even sent us a
missionary-midwife from the USA that we had never met before! She was
such a blessing and a kindred spirit!
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While I was
pregnant, a missionary from Chile visited our church and shared about
the ministry there among the mountain peoples. What impressed me so
much was how much she said she LOVED the people there! She was
actually back to Brazil for medical treatment, but couldn't wait to
return to Chile and the people that she loved so much. And I started
to ask myself, “Did I love Brazil like that?” I had a vague
inkling that the Lord would keep us here until I was able to love
that deeply the people of Brazil... and after the first couple years
of mostly inner turmoil and struggle, I was beginning to feel that
genuine love blossoming in my heart.
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So.... here we are
nearing the end of 2015. It has been over a year since Annaliese was
welcomed into our world, and just now in December we finished off our sixth
year in Brazil. Most of our children have now spent more time in
Brazil than they spent in America. They are officially “third
culture kids” - which can have both benefits and challenges. They
are not really fully from here OR there. They are different. And that
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As for me, I still
long for my home, and most of all my loved ones. But I can honestly
say that I have come to <i>love</i> Brazil, and I know that when we are no
longer here, I will feel the same longings for our loved ones here!
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And the best part?
I see that through these years, the Lord has been patiently teaching
me what it really means to not only <i>say</i>, but truly <i>believe</i>
that this world is not my home! And I can honestly say that I <i><b>long</b></i>
like never before for my heavenly home! The cry of my heart is to
KNOW Him, and to be transformed into His image. I feel like I am
beginning to grasp just how short this life really is – am I making
it count for eternity? THEN we will have comfort that this world
knows nothing about! No pain! No tears! And forever to enjoy His
presence fully, and also to fellowship with those loved ones I wish I
had more time with on this earth.
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Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-17523620491782249012015-10-15T12:47:00.003-07:002015-12-19T14:53:43.922-08:00This World is not My Home, Part Six<b>PART SIX</b><br />
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This is Part Six of a blog series. You can read the previous parts by clicking below:<br />
<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-one.html" style="color: #6699cc; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Part One</a><br />
<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-two.html" style="color: #6699cc; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Part Two</a><br />
<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-three.html" style="color: #6699cc; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Part Three</a> </div>
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<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-four.html" style="color: #6699cc; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Part Four</a></div>
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<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-five.html" target="_blank">Part Five</a></div>
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So for the next
year, I kept struggling to stay focused on my heavenly home... a
struggle that I felt like I was losing most of the time. Which made
me really discouraged with myself for being so carnal. The situation
we were living went from bad, to worse, to WORST as well. All of the
complications I mentioned in the previous part continued, and
especially the interpersonal struggles that I hinted at, became
acute. All of this affected our marriage as well. And that is the
worst! I have always said that as long as WE were good, we could face
anything that came our way. But when WE were not good, all of life
was rotten. So, basically, all of life was rotten.
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I was also pregnant
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of the tunnel that kept me hanging on for dear life was our plan to
return to the USA for her birth. If I could only hold on a little bit
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By the time we
left, I was just about at breaking point. Besides all the other
things I've already mentioned, the heat was unbearable that year (no
a/c), and the mosquitoes were out of control. It was a challenge to
find the gumption to make it through until February 27<sup>th</sup>,
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And then... Beulah
Land! Sweet Beulah Land! Well, not quite, but that is just about what
it felt like to me at that point. This time it was not so much the
“creature comforts” aspect, but it was the family, friends and
church community... all so warm, so welcoming, so supportive. It just
felt like we fit like a glove! No conflict, no mental torment. The
first Sunday at church Fabio and I could hardly stop crying! There
was just this sense of awe that <i>this is how it was meant to be</i>.<br />
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Many of you know
that we went through some pretty scary trials at the time of <a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2012/04/adventure-of-olivia-gloriannas-birth.html" target="_blank">Olivia's birth</a>, and that the Lord worked an amazing <a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2012/06/olivia-glorianna-and-glorious.html" target="_blank">miracle of reconciliation our marriage</a> as a result. (If you don't, you can read about those
things by clicking on the links.) I felt like healing had begun.
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We were home a
total of six months. We had planned for four, but with all of that
drama and the <a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2012/08/jesus-paid-it-all.html" target="_blank">debt it incurred</a>, we needed to extend it a bit more.
During that time, I sort of started to mentally settle back into my
old routines. I had family closeby and church family too! It was SO
wonderful to have a homeschool group! We got to have field trips with
other homeschool kids! There was a local library we could walk to!
And garage sales! Moms that understood what I was going through with
“all these kids”, and we could empathize with one another and
find encouragement for our path. There was ease of meal preparation
and a big washing machine and even a dish washer, and a large yard
for the kids to play in again. And all through these months, I fought
with myself internally. Because I did <b>not</b> want to go back to
Brazil.
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You know if a kid
sticks his hand on the hot stove top and burns himself, he is not
likely to do it again so soon, right. That was how I felt. Brazil had
burned me. Badly. I wanted so badly to protect myself from getting
burned again. And yet, my husband was sure that our time in Brazil
was not yet over – that God still had something more for us there.
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And so I kept
praying. And praying. And praying. I so <i>wanted</i> to do God's
will. I trusted that He would lead our family through my husband. I
prayed that God would help me <i>find joy</i> in doing his will! And
yet the months went by and I felt like God was not answering my
prayer. I was still experiencing intense inner turmoil. Why? Why
wasn't He coming through for me? I knew I needed His help to change
my heart. I was willing for Him to do it... what was the deal? I
sometimes wondered if other missionaries ever felt like I felt? (I
felt like a pretty worthless missionary at this point!)
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The months went by,
and the time for our departure drew near. Still, I felt like I had
not been able to convince my heart to do the 180 that I had wanted it
to, that I had prayed so hard for it to. I began to wonder about
Sarah. Genesis 12 tells us that God spoke to Abram, telling <i>him</i>
to leave their country and set off for some unknown land that God
would show him later. It doesn't let on that He said anything to
Sarah. And she did not have the indwelling Holy Spirit to confirm it
to her. She just followed. She just obeyed. What about me? At this
point it had come down to a matter of obedience to the Lord by
obeying the authority He had established for our family. Still, I was
not feeling <i>joy</i> in it, and I desperately longed to.
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Then, just during
the week before our departure, several things happened that
encouraged my heart and gave me the faith to calm the tumult in my
soul. One was Fabio himself, who God led to tell me that he chose our
family <i>first</i>, before any ministry. That if it became necessary
in the future, if we saw that being in Brazil was not being a good
thing for our family, that we would come home, and that he would not
feel in the least like a failure for doing so. No, he told me, if
that were necessary, he would come home with his head held high,
knowing that he had done the right thing by choosing to put his
family first. These words were a balsam to my wounded soul. We also
established a plan of being on the field for two years, at which
point we would reevaluate. This was also helpful for me, as we had
always left everything very open-ended. So even though I recognized
that God could change our course at any point He chose, it gave me a
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(Picture of our last Sunday in America - our pastor Dave Prince and his wife Samantha. The Lord has used them so mightily in our lives over the years!)<br />
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In those last few
days there was also a get-together of the pastors' wives from our
churches, at which I was greatly encouraged, and the Sunday before
our departure, they had a commissioning service for us at which the
Lord spoke through several people words that greatly bolstered my
confidence in what God was about to to. Among those present were Ian
Rawley from England, and Joel Onesimus from India... surely not a
coincidence that they both “just happened” to be there on that
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This is Part Five of a blog series. You can read the previous parts by clicking below:<br />
<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-one.html" target="_blank">Part One</a><br />
<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-two.html" target="_blank">Part Two</a><br />
<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-three.html" target="_blank">Part Three</a> </div>
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So, with that, the
Lord filled me up with faith to take the leap (well, flight,
actually) back to Brazil. This time we felt it was the point of no
return, for we were officially giving up all our “rights” on the
beautiful church house that we had called home for the past five and
a half years. We no longer had any furniture, nor vehicle, nor job.
We did have some boxes in storage, but that was the extent of our
worldly goods.
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About one month
after arriving back in Brazil, we were able to rent our own home. Up
until then, we had all been staying in a cramped, drafty and leaky
room in the top floor of the church we were serving, so having our
own place was wonderful. <a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2010/08/our-move-to-brazil-in-pictures.html" target="_blank">(Pics and blog about that time period here.)</a> The problem was that we had virtually
nothing to furnish it with, so the beginning was quite primitive. We
had no car, so getting places was always tricky, especially with four
little ones which made public transportation and bicycling both less
than attractive options. And we couldn't get too far walking with all
of our troop in tow. However, we actually saw all of this as an
adventure, and had fun with it. Doing basic things was a constant
challenge, but for the most part, it didn't get me down too much.
And, little by little, from used furniture stores and donation bags,
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And can you believe
it? THIS was the point in which I felt my heart waver! I think this
is really where the rubber hit the road. You see, the first year or
so was what could be compared to a honeymoon phase. There were plenty
of challenges, but we were still kind of on a high... it was an
adventure! Fun! Exciting! New experiences and surprises all the time!
And then came the inevitable valley after the “high”. Suddenly it
wasn't so exciting any more, and the hard parts seemed to get
magnified. Being away from family and dear ones seemed almost
unbearable at times. And even though we were doing a lot of great
things, we didn't always see the fruit we would've liked... which
would have made the sacrifices seem more worth it. Finances were a
constant struggle, and we had some pretty major difficulties with
interpersonal relations which I can't get into here, but all of these
things started to wear me down.
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All along our
journey to Brazil, the Lord had continually spoken to us through the
story of Abraham. And now, once again, He used Abraham to correct my
worthless heart.
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="en-NKJV-30183"></a>“<i>...
By faith Abraham obeyed when he was called to go out to the place
which he would receive as an inheritance. And he went out, not
knowing where he was going. By faith he dwelt in the land of promise
as in a foreign country, dwelling in tents with Isaac and Jacob, the
heirs with him of the same promise; for he waited for the city which
has foundations, whose builder and maker is God....</i></div>
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<i>These all died in faith, not having received the promises, but
having seen them afar off were assured of them, embraced them and
confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth. For
those who say such things declare plainly that they seek a homeland.
And truly if they had called to mind that country from which they had
come out, they would have had opportunity to return. But now they
desire a better, that is, a heavenly country. Therefore God is not
ashamed to be called their God, for He has prepared a city for
them...” (Hebrews 11)</i></div>
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Could I believe it? Could I really stand living “in tents” all my
life, in a makeshift, temporary fashion? Was this the kind of
inheritance I wanted for my children, just as it says that Isaac and
Jacob inherited from Abraham, being “heirs together with him of the
promise”? Did I really want to be a stranger and pilgrim on earth?
And this is the part that really got me, “...<i>truly if they had
called to mind that country from which they had come out, they would
have had opportunity to return. But now they desire a better, that
is, a heavenly country. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called
their God, for He has prepared a city for them...” </i>Did I
really desire to live with eternity ever before me, as a reality that
I was constantly hoping for and dreaming of? Even though the Bible
says this life is but a vapor, and eternity is, well, eternal...
forever and ever and ever... still it is so hard for us finite beings
to actually LIVE like it! Was I merely dreaming of that country from
which we had come out? Most of the time, yes. Sadly, yes. But oh, I
did <i>desire</i> to have that desire of a heavenly country! I began
to pray that God would work in me, both to will and do live out His
desires. (See Phil 1:6)And, yes, THIS was the kind of legacy that I wanted my children to inherit! I can't think of a single thing that could be a richer inheritance. </div>
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TO BE CONTINUED.... <br />
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<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/10/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-six.html" target="_blank">CLICK HERE</a> to go on to Part SixFabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-83111880726106038512015-07-14T13:15:00.002-07:002015-07-14T14:21:33.380-07:00This World is not My Home - PART FOUR<b>PART FOUR </b><br />
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This is Part Four of a blog series. You can read the previous parts by clicking below:<br />
<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-one.html" target="_blank">Part One</a><br />
<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-two.html" target="_blank">Part Two</a><br />
<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-three.html" target="_blank">Part Three</a><br />
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So... now we were living in our dream
home. We could easily and comfortably have lived in this home and
raised an army of children there indefinitely, as long as the church
allowed us to. However, the Lord had other plans. The truth is that,
when we first left Japan for the States, He made it clear to us that
we were not to put down roots in the USA, because we would not be
staying. It was to be a <i>season – </i><span style="font-style: normal;">a
time to establish our family and be built up in the faith</span>. For
a time. And He spoke to us many times over the years that we would
one day return to Japan. So all of this stayed in the back of our
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In 2008, around the time that we
welcomed our fourth child, Johann, into our family, the Lord began to
stir us up... that our time to leave was nearing. But we did not know
where to go? This began a long process of praying, seeking, knocking,
seeking counsel, praying some more and lots of waiting. For about a
year and a half. Naturally, we thought it may be time to go back to
Japan, but we were also open to whatever else the Lord may have
prepared for us – Africa, Wales, or even just to help with our
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Over time, to our surprise, the Lord
made it clear that our “next stop” was Brazil. Even though Fabio
was born in Brazil and lived there until he was 17 years old, we had
really never considered living in Brazil. Our ministry had always
been to hispanics, not Brazilians. But the Lord confirmed that Brazil
it was. So we began to pack. And give stuff away. And throw stuff
away. And sell some stuff at a huge garage sale.
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The problem was that we didn't really
have any idea what we were supposed to do in Brazil, nor where we
were to go, nor did we have any Christian contacts in Brazil. So, our
pastor counseled us to go for six months to start out with, to “spy
out the land” and see if God confirmed to us what He had for us
there. And, in the case that after those six months we felt that it
was a closed chapter, we could still come back to the beautiful
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So, we were off. It was a big step! We
sold one of our vans to pay for our tickets and hoped the leftover
money would last us the six months, as we did not have any promise of
financial support from anyone at that time. But at least we had a
“safety net”... after six months, we could go back to life as we
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<i> (At the airport with my mom...it could be a whole other blog series to talk about the difficulty of being away from family!!)</i></div>
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It was a very intense six months …
missionary bootcamp at its best! <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6mQo_UWy-1I#t=22" target="_blank">(Here is a video summary of those months.) </a>With four small children ages seven
and under, we traveled, lived out of suitcases, stayed with people –
some in very primitive conditions, washed all our clothes by hand,
did without most all creature comforts.... and saw God move in
amazing ways! It was a hard time, but it was also quite exciting. God
confirmed to us where He wanted us to stay, and we were pumped about
it. When the six months was up, we were excited to go back to the
States just long enough to get rid of the rest of our stuff, share
the vision with our church family and friends, and be off again.
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When we got home, however, I
experienced reverse culture shock. I <i>knew </i><span style="font-style: normal;">
that America was far more comfortable than what we had been
experiencing, but it was hard to imagine just </span><i>how </i><span style="font-style: normal;">
much more comfortable until we were back. The carpet was just so
plush! The shower had such amazing pressure! And was so warm! The
toilet flushed so well and didn't stink. The toilet paper was covered
in lotion as opposed to the stuff we had been using which I think is
fabricated from corn cobs, and you can flush it down the toilet, to
boot! And that was just the beginning of it. </span>
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During our months
in Brazil, we had been unprepared for the cold weather we faced, and
we had neither clothes for cold weather, nor blankets for cold
weather, nor money to buy those things. Things are expensive in
Brazil! And the houses have no heating. So we were cold.
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<span style="font-style: normal;">Well,
I remember one day, a</span> few days before our departure from the
States, I went to Wal-Mart for one last time to cross the last items
off my list. Problem was, we no longer had the suitcase capacity for
most of the items I had hoped to buy to take back with us. Not only
that, but in the last few days as we finished packing, we also had to
remove various items we had hoped to take as well. Honestly, it was
hard. Not that we were SO attached to specific things, but we just
knew we would have to either do without in Brazil, or purchase
everything all over again if we didn't take it.<br />
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So, back to
Wal-Mart. I was walking up and down the aisles, trying to de-stress
from the packing process, and looking for a few items I planned to
buy. Right then and there, the Lord began to speak to me. <i>Did this
world truly have NO hold on me? Could I honestly say that this world
has nothing for me?</i><span style="font-style: normal;"><br /><br />I
passed the comforters. Our comforter was one of the things we had
removed from the suitcase. Was I really willing to give it ALL up?
Was I really willing to leave everything behind for the sake of the
Call? Did I really believe HE was everything we needed?<br /><br />And
right there in Wal-Mart, I began to weep. I touched some of the
comforters, some of the towels, some sheets. It was all so nice (yes,
even at Wal-Mart!), and SO cheap! Even if we bought a comforter in
Brazil, it would either be of a far inferior quality, or it would
cost an arm and a leg. And in America, such nice things are sold at
such an accessible price! Anyone can have just about anything!<br /><br />And
I wept. I wept, not because I wanted my comforter so badly, but
because I was ashamed to catch a glimpse of my own heart. Could I
honestly say that this world has nothing for me? My foolish heart was
attracted even by so silly an item as a nice comforter!! I had
experienced God in such amazing ways – His abundant provision for
us over the years, and His moving in the months we had just spent in
Brazil. There was nothing in this world more exciting than hearing
His voice and following His direction.... and yet my adulterous heart
was being foolishly drawn aside by such ridiculous and temporary
worldly goods.<br /><br />As I wept and kept walking up and down Wal-Mart
aisles, the Lord kept ministering to my heart. </span><i>"Unless
a grain of wheat falls into the ground and dies, it remains alone.
But if it dies, it bears much fruit."</i><span style="font-style: normal;">
*<br /><br />And my heart began to cry out in response to Him, </span><i>"YES,
Lord! I want to be that grain of wheat that falls into the ground and
dies, but only let me be a part of the harvest! What good is it for a
grain of wheat to dies if it does not produce fruit? Let me not lose
sight of WHY we are doing all of this - it is for YOU, to KNOW You,
and to make You known!! Let us see the Harvest, Lord!!!"</i><span style="font-style: normal;"><br /><br /><br />*Please
read the whole passage: <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2012:24-28&version=NKJV">John
12:24-28</a></span></div>
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TO BE
CONTINUED.....<br />
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Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-91309234450061782852015-07-14T12:47:00.004-07:002015-07-14T13:19:45.973-07:00This World is not My Home - PART THREE<b>PART THREE </b><br />
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(This is the continuation of a series of posts that you can begin by clicking<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-one.html" target="_blank"> HERE for PART ONE</a> and <a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-two.html" target="_blank">HERE for PART TWO</a>.) <br />
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Shortly after that, Fabio was offered a
job back in the town we used to live in. This would require a move,
as the base was too far away to commute. We had a Peruvian friend who
was about to travel to Peru to join his wife and daughter for
vacation, and he offered us his tiny apartment. He was also renting
to an older lady, but he said she worked long hours and only slept
there. So we agreed. Problem was, he never went to Peru, and the
other lady lost her job right after our move in, so there were all
five of us in a total of about 375 square feet. If our living
conditions at the YWAM base had been limited, this was downright
claustrophobic! And indeed, there were times I felt I certainly might
not survive. It was not only a matter of space (or lack thereof), but
there were a lot of other complicated dynamics involved in this
situation. Just to mention one, our Peruvian friend was a “gomi”
man (garbage collector), and as I mentioned you can find some pretty
neat “gomi” in Japan, which our friend did regularly. He could
not resist collecting it all! Since his apartment was only about big
enough for a dog to live comfortably, he boxed all of his gomi
treasures up, and stacked the boxes floor to ceiling, lining all the
walls of what was now our bedroom (minus the “bed” - there was
barely room for the three of us to sleep like sardines on the tiny
bit of floor space that was left). This left no space for our
suitcases, which had to then stay in the trunk of his car. For three
months. So, every time I needed a change of clothes or anything else,
I had to go down two flights of stairs with a baby in tow, rummage
around in our suitcases in his trunk – which was not easy with a
baby in my arms – to find what I needed. Frustrations abounded.
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<a name='more'></a><i>(Joshua with our dear friend Eiko-san. In the back you can see the boxes stacked up full of "gomi" treasures.)</i><br />
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It was during this time that I found an
Elisabeth Elliot quote that brought comfort to my despairing soul:
“All those things which go against my will and my desires, are
things which God desires to use to shape me into His image.” This
deep truth gave me hope during those months when it seemed that my
entire life and every detail of it was going against my will and my
desires!</div>
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In September of 2003, nine long months
after our initial move and Fabio's deportation, we were finally able
to move for real. It had been a time of the Lord stripping everything
away from us, and while I don't desire to volunteer for a replay, I
am SO thankful for everything He did and taught us during that time.
We arrived with only the clothes on our backs and our faithful
luggage, but at least we had no debt. Fabio's job those last three
months had paid our rent in Japan, our tickets to America, and bought
us a Ford Econoline van for $1000. Now we were broke again, but at
least Fabio was able to start working in construction with my dad and
brothers right away. </div>
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It was an amazing thing that after only
one month of staying with my parents, we were able to get our own
apartment. We couldn't have been more thrilled! And thanks to my
family mostly, as well as some other friends, we were supplied with
all the basic furniture we needed to set up housekeeping, without
spending a dime! Good thing, since we were rather short on dimes
still.
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As we were unpacking, I was so excited
to open those few meager boxes of our most precious things that we
had shipped from Japan months before. They had been unopened at my
mom's house, just waiting for us to have a place to unpack them. The
day had come! I ripped the tape off and began to remove the newspaper
and bubble wrap I had placed so carefully around everything.... only
to find that the vast majority of it was broken! Oh, this was a hard
blow! How could it be? I had packed so carefully!
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I eventually came to understand that
this too was a lesson. Now I was finally able to see it in myself:
<i>materialism</i>. I had been so incredulous when the Lord had first
spoken it. Now I was beginning to understand! You don't have to be
wealthy or extravagant or into the latest fashions to be
materialistic. The tightest penny-pincher of them all could be just
as attached to “stuff”... or more so! And I was attached to my
stuff. Now I could agree with the Lord's synopsis and ask Him to work
in my heart to make me more like Him. And I could be thankful that He
had already begun.
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I remember one day shortly after we
were settled, looking around our “new” apartment, and all of our
“new” belongings, and being amazed at how nice it all was and how
God had provided for us so, so well. And there was that voice again,
<i>“Didn't I say I could give it all to you again?” </i>
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And then just a year and a half later,
we were offered the parsonage of our church – an enormous,
beautiful home that was also partially furnished. It was amazing. And
there was one day, shortly after that move, when I was looking around
in awe that God had granted us the privilege of living in this
unbelievable home that God said it one more time, <i>“Didn't I say
I could give it all to you again?”</i>
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<i>(The beautiful church house we were privileged to call home.)</i></div>
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TO BE CONTINUED....</div>
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Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-38738843485101467902015-07-14T12:29:00.000-07:002015-07-14T13:16:59.633-07:00This World is not my Home - PART TWO<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<b>PART TWO</b></div>
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(<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2015/07/this-world-is-not-my-home-part-one.html" target="_blank">Click here to go to PART ONE</a>.)</div>
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simple process to get his paperwork taken care of. Two months later,
he called and said that I should come back to Japan with Joshua so
that we could at least be together. So we did.
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Now, when we left, he had also quit his
job, of course, and the base where we were now staying was too far
away to go back. He had spent the past few months searching for work,
in vain, and the small amount of money we had hoped would help us
start out in the States was now quickly running out. Our room at the
base was a bit on the dingy side, not well furnished, and very small.
I remember one day looking around, wishing we had this and that which
would make our life so much simpler. At least a table would sure be
nice... We had nothing in the way of worldly goods but some clothes
in our suitcases! In my heart, I said, “Lord, if you wanted us to
stay in Japan, why didn't you just leave us alone? We were perfectly
happy right where we were! And now look at us! Here we are, destitute
and uncomfortable. No car, no job, no nothing!”
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One day I was the only person at home
at the base, and my curiosity got the better of me. There were
myriads of empty rooms, and I began to wonder what they were like. I
went up the hall, opening the doors to peer inside each one. Most
were similar to ours. Then, I came to the last one at the end of the
hall. It was so full of stuff that I could not open the door all the
way. It was piled high with all manner of furniture (including a
table!), and even many of the items that we had donated to the base a
few months earlier! I was indignant! That was MY stuff! Why couldn't
I be using it? It would help in making my life so much more
comfortable! </div>
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I ran back to my room, fighting back
tears. How was it possible? Maybe I could ask the director if I
could... ? But then I felt the Lord sharply but kindly rebuke my
thinking. It was <i>not</i> my stuff! We had given it away! If we
gave it away, we had absolutely no rights to it. It was none of our
business what they did with it … it belonged to the base, not to
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And then, there came that voice again,
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That very afternoon, we went for a ride
on our (borrowed) bicycles, and once again spotted a nice pile of
“gomi”. I was intrigued when I spotted a rug that looked rather
large, all folded neatly and tied up with a piece of twine. I
couldn't open it all out on the road, so I put in on the back of my
bike to take a closer look at home.
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When we got home, I opened it out and
nearly cried. (I had been doing that quite a bit lately!) It looked
brand new, like it had never been stepped on. It was exactly the size
of our room. And it was my favorite color. And there was that voice
again, <i>“Don't you think I could give it to you again?”</i></div>
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Well, soon the day arrived when we had
spent our last yen and had no promise of more coming in from
anywhere. We ate our last meal and decided to go for a ride on our
(borrowed) bicycles again. We were feeling rather hopeless and
discouraged, but God still had more to teach us about His
faithfulness and provision for us. We had told no one of our
situation – that we were planning a “forced fast” for the
next... rest of our lives! But then we got a phone call. It was a
missionary that I had met only once and Fabio had never met. He
wanted to meet us at the base, so back we biked. When he arrived with
his family, they opened the back of their van and began to take out
bags and bags and bags of groceries... for us. We were floored, we
were thrilled, we were humbled and in awe. When they left us, we fell
down on our knees and worshipped our great God who takes such amazing
care of us.
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TO BE CONTINUED.....<br />
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Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-31414193509583201162015-07-14T12:07:00.003-07:002015-07-14T12:30:11.546-07:00This World is not My Home - PART ONE<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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This is a topic that has been
percolating in my head for some time now, just to chronicle what the
Lord has done and is doing in my life in this one area. I am a work
in progress and still have so much to learn!
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First, I rewind back to Japan, where I
lived from 1998 – 2003. During that time, I married and had my
first child, and at those stages, I never planned to leave Japan. I
imagined us just staying our whole lives there. But God had other
plans. Around 2002, we began to feel the Holy Spirit stirring us up –
that we were going to be leaving. And I had a really hard time
letting go.
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One day around that time, I was praying
that God would show me what areas in my life were not pleasing to
Him. I was utterly shocked when I felt Him say so clearly
“materialism”. <i>What?! Me?! Materialism?! Surely not, Lord!</i>
I was the one who had never cared about brand-name clothing, or even
new clothing. I loved a good bargain at a garage sale or thrift shop
and just didn't get a thrill out of outings to expensive department
stores – even if I could afford to buy there. How could God be
saying that <b>I</b> was materialistic?? I would soon see...
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After getting married in April of 2001,
Fabio and I had gotten a <i>house</i> in Japan – something none of
our friends were so blessed to have! Granted, it was a rental house,
and rather old, but we just loved it. During our engagement, our
favorite past time was “gomi shopping” (“gomi” means garbage
in Japanese). Yes, you read that right - “shopping” from the
garbage! In this way, we obtained our washing machine, computer desk,
TV, and many other of our household goods. Even though it was from
the garbage, it was really nice! We had also been given some very
nice furniture, and found a great sofa from a used furniture store to
complete our home. It was just the way we wanted it. Our humble abode
also contained sentimental items that we had received as wedding
gifts, and baby gifts from when we welcomed our first child into the
world. We frequently thanked the Lord for blessing us with such
abundance. We were truly thankful.</div>
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So, when I began to feel that we might
have to leave it behind, I felt like screaming in my heart, <i>“But,
God! We would never be able to find a house like this again! And what
about all our stuff? I love this stuff! How would we be able to
establish ourselves all over again??” </i>
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Slowly, over a period of time, the Lord
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God: “Who gave you all this stuff?”
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Me: “You did, Lord.”</div>
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God: “If I gave it all to you once,
don't you think I could do it again?”</div>
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I had no response to that one. But
slowly, I began to believe that He could, and in my heart, I began to
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Sure enough, in January of 2003, we
were on our way to the good ole USA. We were able to afford only to
send a small handful of boxes (*small* boxes!) ahead of us by ship,
and then we were able to take only what would fit into our four
suitcases. It was hard. Really hard. Until the very, very last few
days, I was just SURE that I was going to take the sewing machine
Fabio had bought me as a Christmas gift the year before, and the very
nice pressure cooker that had been a wedding gift. But it became
apparent that they simply would not fit in the suitcases, nor could
we afford shipping them. They had to stay.
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Having liquidated all of our worldly
goods, and donated a large amount of what we had not already given
away or sold to a local YWAM base (including our van), we were off.
But there was a small problem. Due to a paperwork glitch, upon
landing in Detroit, Fabio was denied entry and sent back to Japan!
This was certainly an unexpected blow! Joshua (who was 6 months old)
and I stayed behind and helplessly watched through tears as Fabio was
taken from us between two guards like a criminal. How could this be
happening? And he didn't have anywhere to go! We had gotten rid of
everything we owned in Japan. So, he ended up going back to the YWAM
base, where he was able to rent a room.</div>
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TO BE CONTINUED.....</div>
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Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-6763997619408507182015-06-04T16:08:00.001-07:002015-06-04T18:45:49.934-07:00Ministry News - June 2015<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;">We returned last Wednesday from our
last ministry trip to São Paulo, where Seminar 2 went very well with
about 200 in attendance. We were happy to be back at that church
after over 2 years, and hear from some who participated in Seminar 1
back then. If you did not see it on facebook, we would ask that you<a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2013/11/fiery-darts.html" target="_blank">
please read </a></span><a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2013/11/fiery-darts.html" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></a><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_blank">this</a><a class="c_nobdr t_prs" href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_blank"> blog post</a></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2013/11/fiery-darts.html" target="_blank">,</a> as we hope it will encourage
you to pray for us! We always face spiritual battles when we go out
to minister, and your prayer covering is SO important!</span><br />
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<li> Fabio and the boys went on another father/son camping trip. Fabio has helped to plan several of these to encourage interaction and relationship between fathers and sons, where we see so much trouble. Many have been impacted by these trips, and at this last one, they began an “adoption” program for the boys that do not have fathers to take them, for other men from the church to father them for the weekend. <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=23axfm0LC4Y" target="_blank">Here is the video of their weekend</a>. (Only the first 10 seconds are in Portuguese, then the rest is language-neutral.)</li>
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<li> Fabio ministered to the youth at our church one weekend, and Elizabeth to the young adults. </li>
<li>Fabio ministered at another local church for their men's retreat one weekend, and Elizabeth at their women's retreat the following weekend. Each weekend there were 150+ people in attendance and we saw the Lord opening people's eyes through the ministry of His Word.</li>
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<li>Elizabeth was able to speak about motherhood to a group of needy, unchurched mothers for Mother's Day. This was a meaningful time of not only speaking of motherhood, but of their need for the Gospel. Pray that these seeds will bear fruit! </li>
<li>We ministered Seminar Two for the first time in a city a couple of hours from here, a couple weeks before our trip to São Paulo. The people were very receptive and we felt God's grace upon the weekend. </li>
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</span><span style="font-size: medium;">One project that we feel is so very
important is the publication of the children's book we have put
together to warn children about sexual predators. We believe the
devil is doing everything he can to impede the publication, because
it will be a powerful tool in freeing many children from such
bondage! Please pray with us that his work would be </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>bound</b></span><span style="font-size: medium;"> and
that we would be able to publish it very soon.</span><br />
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</span><span style="color: #ac193d; font-size: large;"><u><b><span style="font-size: 16pt;">SPECIAL NEWS</span></b></u></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">The material that we
have put together for our parenting seminars over the past few years
have gone ahead of us to Haiti! A girl from our church has taken
several mission trips there, and seeing the great need for family
ministry, she asked if she could use our material to give Bible
studies for the families there. Praise the Lord for the expansion of
His work in this way!</span><br />
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</span><span style="color: #ac193d; font-size: large;"><u><b><span style="font-size: 16pt;">TRIP TO USA 2016</span></b></u></span><br />
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</span><span style="font-size: medium;">We are still prayerfully planning a
trip to the USA in 2016 for about six months. If you know of a house
where we could stay (does not have to be large), or a large,
affordable vehicle, please let us know. If you feel the Lord lead you
to contribute to our travel expenses, please let us know. And most
importantly, please be praying for these matters: travel safety and
provision, a house to stay in and a vehicle to drive.
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</span><span style="font-size: medium;">The kids are very excited to be
wrapping up our school year now and having a bit more free time. They
are doing well in karate and in their Portuguese classes. We have
adopted an outside cat that is a lot of fun, and inside, we HAD three
hamsters, until this week when Israel's had six babies!
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</span><span style="font-size: medium;">They are very much looking forward to a
trip to the States next year!
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<li><span style="font-size: medium;">Praise with us for the open doors
we have had for ministry this year!</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-size: medium;">Pray as we are work hard on adapting our material to be used in small group settings. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: medium;">Publication of children's book on
sexual predators</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-size: medium;">Trip to the USA 2016</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-size: medium;">For our family, marriage, and
children</span></li>
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</span>Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-66604763098448710562015-02-16T08:15:00.001-08:002015-02-16T08:15:11.193-08:00Acampamento em Família<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>Comunhão com irmãos em Cristo... isto é um pedaço do céu na terra! E ainda mais neste lugar tão maravilhoso que proclama a glória do Criador dia e noite! (E ainda bem que na eternidade não terá borrachudos, que aqui serviram para nos lembrar que ainda estamos no mundo caido e existe algo muito melhor no porvir!) </i><br />
<br />Fellowship with our family in Christ.... it's a little piece of heaven on earth! And especially in such a marvelously beautiful place that proclamed the glory of the Lord day and night! (I am so thankful that in heaven we won't have to worry about the bugs, which served as a reminder that we still are living in fallen world and so much more awaits us in heaven!)<br />
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<br />Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-71809479543436609042014-12-31T14:03:00.002-08:002015-01-02T08:33:45.025-08:00What is Love? <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-9F8ClkhYziNeOiFX_muvUnUcIF1sAr40o_vKMtEJyD95ChrF_ZpSa_ryh-YY9vLE9C9Lf2OqCwjUp3jVG6e-8NnBDSQltAE9K5cgwE13ZdXqxEyBTyQ9rS1sEgISeMFUXHkJ/s1600/a+030.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-9F8ClkhYziNeOiFX_muvUnUcIF1sAr40o_vKMtEJyD95ChrF_ZpSa_ryh-YY9vLE9C9Lf2OqCwjUp3jVG6e-8NnBDSQltAE9K5cgwE13ZdXqxEyBTyQ9rS1sEgISeMFUXHkJ/s1600/a+030.jpg" height="133" width="200" /></a> I am just wrapping up 2014 while wrapping up an in-depth Bible study about 1 Corinthians 13 - the chapter about love. I highly recommend this Bible study guide from the series Bible Studies for Busy Mamas called <a href="http://www.doorposts.com/details.aspx?id=139" target="_blank">Thirty Days in 1 Corinthians 13</a> that walks you through the chapter in 5-15 minutes a day, uncovering gems and digging deeper than I ever had before. Still, in thirty days, I feel I have barely scratched the surface of the depth of this chapter, and in understanding real love.<br />
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great action done once and for all, but the continual practice of
small duties that are distasteful to you." Don't our homes provide ample supply of such distasteful duties?
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As we came toward the end of this study, after spending quite a few days doing word studies on each word description of love, and in some cases reading some commentaries on the passage, we wrote our own "amplified" paraphrase of verses 4-8 based on the notes we had taken. Here is my paraphrase, which I have read and reread and made my personal prayer. (<a href="https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1+cor+13&version=NIV" target="_blank">You can read the actual chapter here.</a>)<br />
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heart. It perseveres patiently and bravely in bearing the offenses of
others, being slow to anger or punish, just as God is long suffering
with us.
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love is kind, actively looking for ways
to demonstrate kindness by showing oneself useful, pleasant and
benevolent. Love eagerly looks for ways to be of service to others,
and maintains always a pleasant disposition.
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love does not envy what others have or
do, nor does love boil with rage or anger as a result.
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love does not boast, or parade itself
in a way that seeks to bring attention to one's self. Love does not
vaunt itself in a way that overreacts when slighted. Love is not
puffed up with pride, but is willing to admit when wrong, accept
correction, listen attentively to others and not pretend to know it
all.
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love does not behave rudely or act
unbecomingly in ways that hurt or offend others. Love always
considers others feelings before speaking or acting.
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love does not seek its own interests or
insist on its own way. Love does not strive after or intently pursue
one's own desires, projects or purposes in ways that do not allow for
interruptions by the needs or desires of others.
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love does not demand what it wants from
others, but instead is always willing to give and yield.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love is not easily provoked, nor does
love maintain an irritable disposition of being exasperated and
annoyed with those around him.
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love does not keep a record of wrongs,
counting up reasons for feeling justified in being offended and
meditating on the wrongs done against him.
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love does not rejoice in evil, but
rejoices with the truth.</span></div>
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of what one has to bear. It endures without divulging personal
distress. Love protects those around him by covering over the errors
and faults of others, all the while containing himself in silence
from giving vent to what selfishness would prompt under personal
hardship.
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love unsuspiciously believes the best
of others and their intentions. Wisdom also dwells with love, and
charity can also be cautious, but still is apt to believe the best of
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love hopes all things good of others,
even when all others have given up hope. This is only possible when
ones hope is based on God's power to work! Love will go into
believing ill of another with utmost reluctance. And when, in spite
of inclination, it cannot believe well of others, it will yet HOPE
well, and continue to hope as long as there is any ground for it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love endures all things, remaining
steadfast under trials and misfortunes when one's natural inclination
is to flee! Love is able to bear up bravely and calmly in the face of
ill treatments because one's faith remains fast in Christ, Who gives
power to persevere.
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">What fortitude and firmness fervent
love will give the mind! What cannot a lover endure for the beloved
and for his sake! How many slights and injuries will he put up with!
How many hazards will he run and difficulties encounter!</span></div>
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One exercise was to take the above paraphrase and put our own name in every time the word "love" came up. Ouch! This *really* made it hit home how short I fall!<br />
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Then again, reread it and put the name "Jesus" in the place of every "love". Now THIS is where we really can get a glimpse of perfect love! Only in Jesus can we see love, experience love, and be empowered to love the way He has loved us. We looked up in Nave's Topical Bible: Jesus Christ, the love of, and read every biblical reference to His love - ways He showed love, people He loved, and the result of His love. Wow! I have never felt so profoundly His love in all my life. <i>Amazing love, how can it be that Thou my God shouldst die for me? </i><br />
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Blue Letter Bible offers some audio and video commentaries as well as text commentaries. I saw some <a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/audio_video/elliot_elisabeth/misc/Elisabeth_Elliot_Speaks_About.cfm#Love_Accepts" target="_blank">audios by Elisabeth Elliot,</a> who has long been one of my favorite authors, and I listened to her message <i>Love Accepts</i>. It was so excellent, I listened to it three times. I'm sure the others are just as good, but I haven't gotten to them yet. But in the end of the message <i>Love Accepts,</i> she shares an entry from her own journal from sometime near the beginning of her third marriage. I decided to type it out, and I have also read and reread it many times as well. It is such an amazing description of how the Lord uses married love to shape us and to mold us into His image. I personalized this text by putting Fabio's name in the place of her husband's name. ;-) </div>
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<i>Like discipleship, marriage is an
all-out revolution. It attacks me, and I jump to my self defense and
I put up my shield and draw my sword.</i></div>
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<i>But it is love that invades my world, a
hitherto unknown, strange, unrecognized intruder against which my
practiced defenses have no power. The mystery of this man confounds
me. Infuriates and defeats me. I am humiliated when I should be
humbled. In other words, [Fabio] is God's Trojan horse lured in to
capture me in ways least imagined.</i></div>
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<i>Did I pray for humility? Here then, is
my opportunity – the revelation of pride.</i></div>
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<i>Did I ask for Calvary love? “Test
the quality of your love”, God says, “by the cross.”
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<i>Did I imagine I was ready for
sacrifice? Ah, yes, but on my terms.</i></div>
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<i>Was I willing to receive the peace the
world knows nothing about? Have turmoil, then. The Lord says, “I
give you the NEED for my peace”.
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<i>I prayed, “Lord, make me holy.” And
He said, “Then behold, your abject need. Look at the heart this
man has opened to your gaze – your OWN heart so dimly perceived
before. Was it really open to my gift”, God said. “He is the
instrument of my peace. Not what you thought the instrument would
look like. Of course not, my dear child. Holiness demands a heavy,
concentrated barrage on all that wars against it. Is there a more
relentless barrage on selfishness than daily intimacy with one
person, the same person, the one you cannot avoid or control or
change or understand. He is my envoy. He bears my message. He is the
agent of holiness. Receive him then, and you receive Me.”</i></div>
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<i>So God in His mercy, showed me myself.
A revolution that I could hardly stand! And reminded me that in
marriage, I consent to be known. I open the safe of my life to
scrutiny. Its contents are laid bare, inspected, examined, judged,
possessed. Thus my humanness and frailty are revealed almost in their
totality to another person – also human and also frail. What a
risk! What a danger! I can be hurt. I can be destroyed. What
vulnerability! What am I going to do? I didn't bargain for all this!
I have made myself powerless in another's hands. The commitment of
love shuts off all avenues of escape.
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<i>2 Cor 5:15 “<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The love of Christ
leaves us no choice. When once we have reached the conclusion that
one man died for all, therefore all mankind has died.His purpose in
dying for all is that men while still in life should cease living for
themselves and should live for Him who for their sake died.”</span></i></div>
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<i>Who can bear this danger? We try it
once, to defend and to attack. We become both the defense and the
prosecution. There is a fine line between love and hate. To love this
man is to love God. To hate this man is to hate God. A revelation. (1
John 4:20)</i></div>
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<i>What language? What revolution and what
revelation? Invasion, exposure, destruction - marriage in fact will
do you in. It will break you. What am I talking about? What exactly
does married love destroy?<br />It should destroy our selfishness. Our
ego. It should ruin that. And in that ruination, we will be freed.
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<i>Is the language so different from the
hard words Christ spoke to those who contemplated following him?</i></div>
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<i>“Give up your rights, forsake, deny,
sell everything you have, hate your father and mother, lose your life
and follow me.”</i></div>
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<i>Is that what we are hearing nowadays
from the world, from the television, from the pulpit?</i></div>
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<i>Love leads us where we did not intend
to go. We could not have chosen to go if we had known the whole story
ahead of time. Romantic love is soon exhausted and peters out.
Sentimentality breaks down completely in the face of reality –
moods, feelings, glandular conditions are wholly undependable.
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<i>So Christ leads His followers. And what
did He promise in exchange? Abundant life. A love that will not let
me go. Peace that passes understanding. Joy unspeakable and full of
glory. And He promised that those who lose themselves for Him will
find their true self. </i><br />
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I am SO thankful for this man, Fabio, my Trojan horse sent by God Himself, and for how our marriage has revealed to me my own selfish and unloving heart! Lord, make me more like you!</div>
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I will close with this quote from the study guide: </div>
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<i>"Don't walk away from this study determined to try harder at loving. We can actually do all kinds of loving things for people, while doing them with a self-serving or self-righteous heart - to earn the approval of others of God - and STILL not have love and STILL be the noisy gong or clanging cymbal that verse one describes. </i></div>
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<i>Walk away from this study knowing you've had an encounter with love; been confronted with love. Only JESUS has loved like this, and this is the kind of love He shows US. </i></div>
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<i>We need to finish this study overwhelmed by this amazing love that sought us out, thinking, "If Jesus loved me and continues to love me this perfectly, then because I love HIM, I can love this person I don't care to love..."</i></div>
Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-79723884476396508732014-12-30T17:51:00.000-08:002014-12-31T13:43:07.118-08:00Recap of 2014 Newsletter<h4>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Avenir, serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Well,
we missed the boat for a Christmas newsletter this year, so we are
making it a New Year's newsletter! Such is life these days. ;-) </span></span></span>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Avenir, serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">We
have had a very fruitful year, and we come to its close with thankful
hearts. Thankful especially for Jesus Christ and His life and His
love which He has given us in abundance. </span></span></span>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Avenir, serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">It
has been a year of growth in many ways! Each of our children has
grown, and our family has grown by one member. The reach of our
ministry has grown as well, and we are thankful for each opportunity
the Lord has given us, each door opened and each family reached with
the powerful truths of His Word. And yet our greatest desire is to
grow in truly knowing Christ... this is life!</span></span></span></h4>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Avenir, serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a name='more'></a>As
for family ministry, we had opportunities to do many parenting
seminars in three states and so we spent quite a bit of time on the
road! Besides parenting seminars, we also spoke at a conference and
Elizabeth spoke to ladies groups several times as well. Fabio
ministered at a men's retreat, helped to plan and organize three
father-son camping trips, and there were various opportunities to
share the gospel as we walked through life. We also started a home
group in July with the goal of discipling families in a more “up
close and personal” way than what we can do in a weekend seminar.
It has been a very good time, and we are considering beginning a
second group in this new year. </span></span></span></h4>
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what we have been able to do personally, the material we developed
has also gone ahead of us to Bolivia, Peru, Haiti and other parts of
Brazil! There have been pastors and leaders that “saw” the need
when they attended our seminar, asked for permission to use the
material and are speaking to families beyond our reach. We praise the
Lord for the privilege of being a part of His work in this way!</span></span></span></div>
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children continue to be an integral part of our ministry, always
traveling with us (which can be both grueling and rewarding!) Joshua
is 12 now and besides his continued interest in reading, science and
karate, he also became very interested in playing the guitar this
year and is doing really well with it! He is starting to work for
Fabio as his personal assistant, and with his earnings he is saving
for an electric guitar. </span></span></span>
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is 10 years old and quickly becoming a young lady. She is also in
karate and has many other interests as well, like making jewelry and
various other crafts, singing and sign language, and is also my
“right-hand woman” in the home. She loves to bake cakes and
homemade bread and helps me quite a bit with meal preparation too.
(She wants to work for Daddy to make some $$ too.)</span></span></span></h4>
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is 8 years old and is saving to buy a bass guitar. He has also been
learning to play guitar this year and doing very well at it, but the
kids thought that if we were going to put together a “family band”
that we would need more of a variety of instruments, so he thinks he
would like to learn to play bass. ;-) He just earned his orange belt
in karate and continues to be an affectionate and easy-going fellow
most of the time. (He wishes he could work for Daddy too.)</span></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjss70O-LX3J57ZaeBuh83hIiKihb9fZfHOdx2exExtkON0PGPWGgsbnqSj2C4iopI5HhuFJ5gxacA72NUQkVb39rUZT0Zwaokwxnk9IR-iAnb7dnxDvfVnN0gG_8orVbeyLUUW/s1600/IMG_1090.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjss70O-LX3J57ZaeBuh83hIiKihb9fZfHOdx2exExtkON0PGPWGgsbnqSj2C4iopI5HhuFJ5gxacA72NUQkVb39rUZT0Zwaokwxnk9IR-iAnb7dnxDvfVnN0gG_8orVbeyLUUW/s1600/IMG_1090.JPG" height="266" width="400" /></a></h4>
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is 6 and stays active and keeps our household interesting. :) He is
very athletic, so besides doing karate with his siblings, he spends a
lot of time going in circles around our house on his bike, jumping on
the trampoline and then into our little pool, repeat, repeat, repeat.
He is in first grade and is doing well learning to read, and is
“dabbling” in both guitar and piano playing. (He wishes he could
just get easy $$ from Daddy.)</span></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsMvFjRP04bbcbBIfaYUOHLL2lSsiEW1xL5voezpAcnInFl7-Kpdaexq1dBFRI3beDnmyo5Br1aDwiR7Yd6HjImXqP0CPi5QARqr2R-qQPDYxZuR20RjEZWsXj7RrVdnbNRvGV/s1600/IMG_1089.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsMvFjRP04bbcbBIfaYUOHLL2lSsiEW1xL5voezpAcnInFl7-Kpdaexq1dBFRI3beDnmyo5Br1aDwiR7Yd6HjImXqP0CPi5QARqr2R-qQPDYxZuR20RjEZWsXj7RrVdnbNRvGV/s1600/IMG_1089.JPG" height="266" width="400" /></a></h4>
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is 2 now and will be turning 3 in March. She keeps us on our toes
with her high-maintenance ways and keeps us in stitches with the new
things she says each day. What a fun age! She just LOVES her new baby
sister and (quite literally) smothers her with affection. She spends
the rest of her time irritating her siblings by getting into their
“stuff” – nail polish, lego creations, silly putty, markers,
you name it. It is far more interesting than toys! (She doesn't care
about $$ from Daddy. She just wants the stuff.)</span></span></span></h4>
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finally, our newest addition Annaliese Victoria, who was born on her
big sister Dominique's birthday – October 29<sup>th</sup>, weighing
in at 10lbs. She was two months old yesterday, and is doing great.
We are so thankful for her easy-going temperament and healthy
sleeping and nursing habits. She was born with a tongue tie, as
Olivia was, but we discovered it early on and were able to have it
operated on at one month old. She is doing great and gaining very
well! And she lacks no manner of affection or stimulation with a
household of doting brothers and sisters. (She doesn't know what $$
from Daddy is all about.)</span></span></span></h4>
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for me (Elizabeth), I continue to homeschool the children, and
besides ministry commitments, I also do some<a href="http://elizabethfotografia.com/" target="_blank"> photography jobs</a> on the
side. In my “spare time” (haha!), I try to squeeze in a bit of
writing, and a bit of reading. Only a bit! Any other hobbies have
been squeezed out of existence, but I don't mind. My home and heart
are FULL, and I would not trade my life for anything. </span></span></span>
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year of theological seminary this year, and Lord willing will be able
to graduate the end of 2015. He is doing a Japanese course, and
working on material for ministry for this coming year and beyond. He
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corrects, liberates and surprises us with good things. We believe
that God gave us the name Annaliese, which means, in some
translations, "Graced with God's bounty". May we all
approach Him to experience that glorious and bountiful grace He
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<a name='more'></a>I found out about the book <a href="http://www.trimhealthymama.com/" target="_blank">Trim Healthy Mama</a> from my <a href="http://aboverubies.org/" target="_blank">Above Rubies magazine</a> a few years before it was published and already couldn't wait to get my hands on it, as I have always sought to learn more and more about nutrition and healthy living, and I trusted the source.<br />
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My mother got me a copy last year (2013), and it came at a good time. My fifth child was already about 18 months, and for the first time, I still had not lost all the baby weight. I was only about ten-ish pounds away, but I had been there for over a year! And was not budging, even though I considered my diet quite healthy already.<br />
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So I read the book and jumped right onto the bandwagon. :) That was August of 2013. In about four months, I lost what I wanted to lose, plus a few pounds. And I enjoyed every minute of it! That is the really great part - it is not a diet, I did not feel deprived, I was able to feed the whole family far healthier, and not break our budget.<br />
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Another huge benefit to me was that it motivated me to get into a good exercise routing, doing HIIT's (high intensity interval training), which is just great for busy mamas because it is 20 minutes or less per day! I figured I could find 20 minutes to exercise, and I did. <br />
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Then I got pregnant, shortly after reaching my goal. I was excited by the testimonies I had read on the facebook page of trim, healthy pregnancies and hopeful that this would be my best pregnancy yet, in spite of it being my sixth baby, and being older than when I had my first ones!<br />
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I think one of the GREATEST things I learned from THM in a more concrete way was how to balance my blood sugar. I "sort of" knew from pregnancies past that I have a hard time with my blood sugar during pregnancy. I had had a glucometer in the past and saw my sugars spike with sugary foods and such, and had partially understood the need for good protein during pregnancy from the Brewer diet, and from the book Nourishing Traditions, but THM for me was sort of like putting together the pieces I had of a puzzle, as well as giving me several pieces I was missing. I *got* it, and had the tools to make it happen, as well as ENJOY the journey!<br />
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I have always gained about 55 lbs with each of my pregnancies, which was always depressing, but I just figured that it was what my body had to do. Nothing I had tried before in other pregnancies had made any difference, and I HAD tried to do other things. I had also had big babies in the past, two being eleven pounds at birth. Maybe it would make a difference with that too?<br />
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I noticed early on that my body was not handling carbs well, even healthy on-plan carbs (E meals). I gained five pounds between weeks 7-8 and started to get worried! Then I did one day of pure S meals (no carbs) and in ONE day went back to my pre-pregnancy weight! That really shocked me. However, I was also leery of doing too much low-carb stuff, so at times I was a little lost in trying to find a balance. Acquiring a glucometer helped a lot to monitor what was actually happening with my blood sugar and how my body responded to different foods. I realized that I just could NOT do carbs in the morning (after the night fast) without spiking my blood sugar - even something super healthy like oatmeal with no sugar! So I stuck to only S meals for breakfast and then to mostly S Helpers the rest of the time, with my main "Helpers" being sweet potatoes, carrots, quinoa, oats, small quantities of fruit, and beans. My blood sugar remained stable with these carbs, in moderate quantities, when eaten with an S meal. The proteins and fats seemed to keep sugars down. And I think I have never eaten so many veggies of all different varieties before... and LOVED it!!! I loved learning new ways to do food.<br />
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When I reached the third trimester, I began to feel the need for more carbs. I knew my baby needed them too, and it was interesting that I was craving them as I had not before... but still the GOOD ones! Fruits, sweet potatoes, and sometimes even white potatoes. So during the third trimester, I did mostly S Helpers and Crossovers. Lots of crossovers. And still my blood sugars stayed stable.<br />
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The other thing that I KNOW made a big difference was the recommendation from the book to do kettlebell workouts during pregnancy, and to adquire the book <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Maternal-Fitness-Preparing-Pregnancy-Recovery/dp/0684802953/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1415236948&sr=8-1&keywords=maternal+fitness" target="_blank">Maternal Fitness by Julie Tupler</a>. I did both, getting a kettlebell for Mother's Day and streaming the <a href="http://www.ontheedgefitness.com/buy/baby-bells-the-fit-pregnancy-workout" target="_blank">DVD Baby Bells </a>for my pregnancy kettlebell workout routine. I didn't do it every day, but usually about three times a week, mixing it with some t-tapp and some <a href="https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL71R5PqCMXcGUM9oGZooHONksoyp8EYPi" target="_blank">pregnancy workouts I found on youtube</a>. And from the book by Tupler, I learned how to heal my diastasis rectus (even during pregnancy!). I didn't do her whole workout, but I found this exercise for the abs of a many-times-pregnant mama invaluable! I could literally feel my abs getting tighter, even while I was pregnant!<br />
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First of all, I had VERY little morning sickness. As long as I ate protein every two hours, I felt great. Unlike my last pregnancy, I did not get behind on all the housework and homeschooling. I was able to keep up with life, which is HUGE when you have a busy household like ours!<br />
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My energy levels stayed up quite nicely the whole pregnancy. I DID feel pregnant, in that I did tire more easily, felt the need to sleep more hours and never skip my sacred nap, etc... but not the exhaustion I have felt before, especially with my last pregnancy. From about 36 weeks, I did notice the difference in fatigue levels, and I mostly stopped working out at that point. I did a little exercising and kept on doing LOTS of stretching, but no full-out workouts.<br />
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And... this is HUGE for me: in comparison with the average of 55lbs I gained with my other pregnancies, I only gained THIRTY this time around! I still can't believe it! Now I am at one week postpartum, and I am only about 12 lbs away from my goal weight, which has never happened before, even with my first back when I was "young"!<br />
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And besides a number on the scale, I am also SO surprised at how fast my belly is going away! In the above picture, I AM holding it in, but the point is that I can hold it in! I actually still have abs! I think it is a combination of the kettlebell and the Tupler technique that has helped immensely in this area.<br />
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This has made a big difference for clothes. My "normal" pants size is 6, and after birth I am usually a size 14! I have relied on thrift shops for all the other sizes I need while the weight slowly is coming off, but now in Brazil I don't have a Goodwill to run to for that, so I am REALLY thankful that my baggier pants and things can fit me until the rest of the weight comes off. <br />
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So, that's my story. If I can do it, you can do it too! Can't say enough good about Trim Healthy Mama!!<br />
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Here is my not-so-<b>trim</b>-but-very-robust-and-<b>healthy</b> baby, Annaliese Victoria, about an hour after birth:<br />
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<br />Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-81938789371316545452014-11-05T14:46:00.001-08:002014-11-06T04:46:06.559-08:00Welcome Annaliese Victoria!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well, it finally happened! We welcomed our sixth child into our family!</div>
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And her middle name we chose because everything went so AWESOMELY well, that it really felt like a great VICTORY of healing after the <a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2012/04/adventure-of-olivia-gloriannas-birth.html" target="_blank">trauma we experienced at the time of Olivia's birt</a>h. </div>
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<i>Escolhemos o segundo nome dela, porque tudo correu TÃO bem, que sentimos como se fosse uma grande VITORIA depois do trauma que passamos quando a Olivia nasceu. </i></div>
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<i>Quando descobri que estava grávida, pensei em viajar por os EUA de novo para o parto, pois é a minha "zona de conforto", onde sinto mais segura. Então quando entendi que não ia ser possível, ao princípio fiquei com muito medo. </i></div>
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It was a time for God to deal with many things in my heart, and over time, I felt Him speaking softly, gently to my heart: "I took care of you when Olivia was born by taking you to the States and providing all that you needed there. But it was ME that took care of you, and I can do that no matter where you are in the world!" I eventually came to a place of peace, and the next step was to seek options for birthing here.</div>
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<i>Foi um tempo para Deus tratar muitas coisas no meu coração, e com tempo, senti Ele falando suavamente no meu coração: "Eu cuidei de você quando Olivia nasceu, levando voces por os EUA e dando tudo que voces precisavam aí. Mas foi EU que cuidei de você, e eu posso te cuidar em qualquer lugar do mundo!!" Com tempo cheguei a um lugar de paz, e o próximo passo era de buscar as opções por o parto aqui. </i></div>
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I searched long and hard, in several cities in our state for natural birthing options, including to birth unassisted as we have done three times in the past.... but to make a long story short, we eventually decided to "import" a midwife from America! It was totally a "God thing" to put us in contact with Tracy from Minnesota, who has a long time of experience with missions and even had on here heart to travel as a midwife to missionary families that may not be able to return for their births, although this had never happened up until now!</div>
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<i>Busquei muito em varias cidades, e tambem consideramos a opção de fazer o parto sozinhos como temos feito tres vezes no passado .... mas no final das contas, resolvemos "importar" uma parteira dos EUA! Foi uma coisa muito "de Deus" nos colocar em contato com Tracy de Minnesota, que tem muita experiência com missões e também tinha no coração viajar como parteira para familias de missionarios que não podiam voltar para ganhar seus bebês, mas nunca tinha acontecido até agora!</i></div>
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<i>A Tracy chegou com sua filha Aubrey no dia 16 de Outubro, seis dias antes da "data provavel do parto", com a volta marcada por o dia 30 de Outubro, oito dias depois da minha data. Esperavamos e oravamos para que a bebê nascesse durante esse periodo. </i></div>
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As has been the case with all of my children, I had several weeks of lots of contractions - prodromal labor - many times quite convincing that the "real thing" was starting. But then it would stop. Over and over and over. Quite tiring and frustrating. Eventually I got to the point of saying, "I don't want to have ANY more contractions unless I was actually going to have a BABY! And the days of Tracy's stay went passing, passing by... </div>
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<i>Como foi o caso com todos os meus filhos, tive varias semanas de muitas contrações - muitas vezes pensando que já estava começando a "coisa verdadeira". Mas depois de algumas horas, parava. Vez traz vez traz ves. Muito cansativo e frustrante. Cheguei ao ponto de falar, "Eu não quero mais NENHUMA contração sem parto!!! E os dias de Tracy estar no Brasil foram passando, passando, passando... </i></div>
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Then on the evening of Oct 28, a Tuesday, I started having contractions, about 6pm. Again. Nothing new. We had a bunch of people over that night, so I tried to ignore them and pretend I was fine, but they were getting harder to ignore. Eventually everyone went home and I went to bed, but the contractions did not stop. About 3am, they were about four minutes apart, and I asked Fabio to go pick up Tracy and Aubrey (they were staying at our friend's house). I was not in active labor, and I knew it could still be a while, but I wasn't going to want Fabio to leave me once things got intense. So he went to pick them up. </div>
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<i>No dia 28 de Outubro, uma terça-feira, comecei ter contrações de novo, mais ou menos as 6 horas da tarde. De novo. Nenhuma novidade. Tinha muita gente em casa naquela noite, então tentei ignorar as contrações e desfarçar o máximo possivel, mas ficou cada vez mais dificil de ignorar. Depois, os amigos foram embora, e eu fui para cama, mas as contrações não pararam. As 3 da madrugada, estavam vindo de 4 em 4 minutos, e então pedi para Fabio buscar Tracy e Aubrey (que estavam na casa dos nossos amigos). Eu não estava em trabalho de parto "ativo" ainda, e eu sabia que ainda poderia demorar, mas eu não ia querer que o Fabio me deixasse depois de tudo intensificar. Então ele foi buscá-las.</i> </div>
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Tracy and Aubrey arrived and went to sleep on the couch, and I kept having contractions all night, still able to doze inbetween, though. Then about 7am, everything STOPPED. Again. I could not believe it. I was unbelievable frustrated!!!!! It was Dominique's birthday, and I began a tradition years ago of decorating the table the night before so the birthday kid could wake up to something special, which I had done the night before. My mother-in-law had also arrived two days before, so she and Tracy and Aubrey were there in the morning to help us have a little birthday celebration at breakfast.</div>
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<i>Tracy e Aubrey chegaram e foram dormir no sofá, e eu continuei com contrações a noite toda, mas ainda assim consegui cochilar um pouco. Mas, as 7am, tudo PAROU de novo! Imagine a frustração! Era o dia do aniversário da Dominique, e como tem sido a tradição de família desde faz muitos anos, eu havia enfeitado a mesa a noite anterior para ter algo especial quando acordasse de manhã. Minha sogra havia chegado dois dias antes, então ela, Tracy e Aubrey estavam juntos para fazer uma pequena comemoração do aniversário da Dominique no café da manhã. </i></div>
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During all of that morning, I had nary a contraction. We had lunch and I went to take a nap. I got up about 3pm and immediately started having contractions again. From the first one, they came strong and close together. I was still afraid of them stopping, AGAIN, but they didn't!<br />
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<i>Durante toda a manhã, não tive nenhuma contração. Almoçamos e fui dormir um pouco. Levantei as 3 horas da tarde, e imediatamente comecei ter contrações de novo. Desde a primeira, vieram fortes e seguidas. Ainda tinha receio delas pararem, DE NOVO, mas não pararam!</i><br />
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I spent the next three hours or so like this picture, leaning on a pillow on the table, rocking my hips and semi-squatting with the contractions. Dominique stayed with me the whole time. <br />
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<i>Passei as próximas tres horas mais ou menos como na foto abaixo, me apoiando numa almofada na mesa, mexendo o quadril e me agachando um pouco com as contrações. A Dominique ficou comigo o tempo todo. </i><br />
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I began to feel very ready to get into the pool for some relief, so Fabio and my mother-in-law began to get it ready.<br />
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<i>Comecei sentir muito pronta para entrar na piscina para conseguir um pouco de alivio, então Fabio e minha sogra a prepararam. (Usamos uma caixa d'agua. :) ) </i><br />
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I think I got in the pool about 6pm, and it was sure a relief! So much so that I was afraid labor was stopping again! I got a little break from contractions, and the first couple I had in the pool were weak. I was just about to get back out to make sure to keep things going, when they picked back up again, strong. But they were still bearable! I remember thinking, "This is doable. I can handle this. It hurts, but it's okay." It was not the out-of-this-world-I-have-no-words-to-describe-it kind of pain that I have experienced before with contractions. Then around 7pm, I started to feel "pushy", so I asked Tracy to call Fabio and Dominique who had gone outside where the other kids were playing in the yard with Aubrey. They came in when I started pushing her head out. I thought once we got to that, it would be easy - it was the ONLY easy part of Olivia's birth - she just kind of came flying out! But not Annaliese. It turned out that the only really HARD part of her birth was getting her head out. She was coming down with her head just a bit cocked to one side, so it was a struggle for about five minutes of NO break, hardly able to catch enough breath to keep pushing, and struggling through it, but then she was OUT!<br />
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<i>Entrei na piscina as 6 da tarde, mais ou menos, e senti TÃO aliviada! Tanto que fiquei com medo que fosse parar o trabalho de parto de novo! Tive um tempo sem contrações depois que entrei na piscina, e as primeiras duas que tive na água foram fracas. Estava quase para sair da água para ter certeza que continuasse, quando ficou forte de novo. Mas ainda dava para aguentar! Eu lembro de ter pensado: "Eu estou conseguindo. Eu aguento. Dói, mas está bem." Não foi o tipo de fora-deste-mundo-sem-palavras-para-descrever tipo de dor que tenho experimentado com contrações no passado. Daí, mais ou menos as 7 da tarde, comecei sentir vontade de fazer força. Pedi para Tracy chamar Fabio e Dominique, que haviam saido por o quintal onde as outras crianças estavam brincando com a Aubrey. Eles entraram quando eu comecei fazer força para a cabeça dela sair. Eu tinha pensado que uma vez de chegar nesta parte, ia ser fácil. Foi a ÚNICA parte do parto da Olivia que foi fácil.... ela praticamente saiu voando! Mas não a Annaliese. Na verdade, foi a única parte muito DIFICIL do parto dela - passar a cabeça dela. Ela estava descendo com a cabeça um pouquinho torta, e por isso tive uma grande luta de mais ou menos cinco minutos sem descanso - quase sem conseguir respirar - fazendo força, gritando, lutando, mas daí, SAIU! </i><br />
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First I cried. <i>Primeiro chorei. </i><br />
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Then I laughed. <i>Depois comecei a rir. </i><br />
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Then we called the kids in to see their new baby sister.<br />
<i>Então chamamos as crianças para dentro para conhecer a nova irmãzinha. </i><br />
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Dominique was so emotional! She was filming, and crying! A new sister for her birthday!!<br />
<i>A Dominique ficou muito emotiva. Ela estava filmando, e chorando! Uma nova irmãzinha bem no aniversário dela!</i><br />
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We weighed the new baby, and finally decided on her name. 10 lbs even, 19 inches.<br />
<i>Pesamos a nova bebezinha, e até que enfim, decidimos o nome dela. 4,500 gramas, 48 centimetros</i>. <br />
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Olivia did not leave me for a second after that, crooning over the new baby. Girls sure are different! The boys said, "Awesome! She's cute!" and then ran back outside to play. hehe.<br />
<i>Olivia não me deixou por um minuto depois que a Annaliese nasceu. As meninas são diferentes!</i><br />
<i>Os meninos falaram, "Que legal! Ela é tão bonitinha!" e depois correram para fora brincar de novo. hehe. </i><br />
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Dominique cut the cord.<br />
<i>A Dominique cortou o cordão. </i><br />
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My mom watched on skype while we weighed her and cut her cord. I am so thankful for modern inventions like this to make a moment like this possible, but I cannot express how much I missed my mother's physical presence with me during this time. The first time she was not with me for a birth. <br />
<i>Minha mãe assistiu pelo skype enquanto a pesamos e cortamos o cordão. Sou tão grata pela modernidade que faz momentos assim possiveis, mas nem tenho palavras para expressar o quanto que senti falta da minha mãe comigo durante este tempo. A primeira vez que ela não estava comigo por o parto. </i><br />
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SIX kids? How did we get to be so blessed?!?<br />
<i>SEIS filhos? Como chegamos a ser tão abençoados?!?</i><br />
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She really was born in the nick of time - Wednesday evening at 7:10, and Tracy and Aubrey had to leave at noon the next day for the airport! God took care of the details even in this.<br />
<i>Ela nasceu bem em cima da hora - Quarta-feira as 19:10, e Tracy e Aubrey tiveram que sair ao meio-dia no dia seguinte para o aeroporto! Deus cuidou até de todos os detalhes. </i><br />
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The <a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2014/08/making-room-for-one-more-part-3-making.html" target="_blank">co-sleeper</a> is working out perfectly! I love it, better than using the pack-n-play for the stage. <br />
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<a name='more'></a>(By the way, <a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2014/08/making-room-for-one-more-part-one.html" target="_blank">Part One</a> and <a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2014/08/making-room-for-one-more-part-2.html" target="_blank">Part Two</a> of "Making Room for One More" are here.)<br />
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So now I was brainstorming on how to manage things with this baby. I looked to buy the bassinet attachment, but it was not possible. I looked at buying an all new pack-n-play, but they are SO expensive here! And then... I had an idea! What if we made our own side-car style co-sleeper?? Maybe I could find something adaptable in a used furniture store? </div>
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So I went out looking, not sure what exactly I was looking for! But I spotted something in a corner that looked like it might work. It had all sorts of things piled on top of and around it, and was covered in an inch of dust, but when I got it un-buried, I could just *see* it! I talked the price down and carried my treasure home! It was an old-fashioned telephone stand. </div>
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I had not mentioned my project idea to Fabio because I wasn't even sure if I would find anything suitable, so I was really hoping that he would be willing to help me out, since I figured I would need his help! Thankfully, he was. :) We actually had a lot of fun working on it together. </div>
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First, we removed the bench and the telephone shelf, and then Fabio cut a board to put across the front: </div>
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The removal of the shelf damaged the wood a bit, so we applied some wood glue and clamps. </div>
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Then Fabio cut a section of plywood for the "bench": </div>
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This was the result so far: Then I sanded it. A lot. </div>
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After sanding it, a LOT, I applied three coats of white paint. Two one day, and the final touch-up coat the next day. I had an old piece of foam that I repurposed into the mattress. I only had to buy a waterproof piece of fabric to cover it with and VIOLA! The really nice thing about this is that before the baby needs it and after she is done needing it, it can be used as a charming little bench, as in this picture (sorry for the poor lighting) : </div>
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And while she needs it, it will still be charming. :) And takes up even less space in our room than the pack-n-play, and keeps her even closer, which I like. I think it will be much easier to access her at night this way, while still having the space I need to be comfortable in my own bed. </div>
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I sewed four fitted sheets for the mattress, and some bumper pads so she will not bump her poor baby head: </div>
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Fabio did not do so yet, but he had a pretty nifty metal toggle that he will attach to the bottom of the "bench" and the other side to the bottom of the bed frame, so that there will be no danger of the sidecar detaching and baby slipping through! Important feature! </div>
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So once I got my stuff out of the "Storage Room", I was just dying to tackle an enormous project: refinishing the cabinet! We bought this cabinet at a used furniture store four years ago because it was sturdy and functional and what we could afford, but I always thought it was as ugly as sin. Just never seemed like a good time to do anything about it, though.... Until now!<br />
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I was overwhelmed by the thought of sanding it, though, so I did a little research and found a product called "Batida de Pedra" that is used for painting the underneath of vehicles that will stick to ANYTHING, no sanding necessary. So I put two coats of it on the cabinet.<br />
Below: on the left - after two coats and on the right - after one coat. <br />
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About this point, my good friend Leila had mercy on me and the huge project I had undertaken (since I also thought it would be a good idea to paint the ROOM and everything while the cabinet was taken apart! So, she and some helpers came to give me a hand. :) Thank you so much, guys!<br />
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Detail: Leila's husband and her son (above) are professionals at furniture restoration and thought I was pretty crazy to use that "Batida de Pedra" stuff. Haha. They insisted on sanding it before painting. :)<br />
After sanding, it looked like this: <br />
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The next day, a couple helpers came to paint the room too! It went from a cornflower blue to a very, very light lavender. Fabio also painted the ceiling WHITE and all the woodwork as well. <br />
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The cabinet then needed FOUR coats of white to cover the black "primer", and it was a PAIN! Especially around all of those curves of molding on the doors. But at last, it was done. Not perfect, but done! I ordered the handles online as a finishing touch: </div>
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And then I made curtains. :) This was a fun project. I was able to use scraps I had around the house for everything except the lace trim, so it cost me a total of less than $5.00. Love that kind of frugal! </div>
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The butterflies I cut out of a material scrap someone had given me and sewed them on in random places.<br />
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This is the first time we have ever had a "Girls Room" and it is so much fun to have it all girly!! Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-88210516854790826572014-08-11T15:53:00.001-07:002014-08-11T15:54:24.058-07:00Making Room for One More- PART ONE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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There's always room for one more! We are just in the process of trying to discover where it is at! Hehe. We live in a wonderful home, but it is not large by American standards, for eight people, at about 900 square feet. But with a little creativity, we can make it work very well.<br />
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When we moved into this house about a year and a half ago, we used one of the three bedrooms for us, one for the four older children, and one for storage - with enough space to also house Olivia's pack-n-play. But it wasn't technically "Olivia's room". The one thing I lament is that Brazilian houses do not come equipped with built-in storage. No closets, no basement, no attic, no shed, no cabinets unless you install them yourself, no garage, nada. We do have what they call a "garage", but it is more like what we would call a "carport" in English, as it is open on three sides. It is great for bikes and some other things that are not affected by the weather, but does not work so well as storage for off-season clothes, our seminar materials (think 1,000 manuals plus 1,000 folders - TONS of bulk!), six sleeping bags, my sewing supplies and other misc items that we would like to store. So that was what we used the third bedroom for. Storage.<br />
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But now, we will have an even team: three girls and three boys. And Dominique is nearly ten now, which means it would be nice for her to not have to share the room with the boys. So we have been transitioning the "Storage Room" to the "Girls' Room" ... a painful transition! BUT.... I am SO happy with the results!!! It's fun to have some place so girly in the house. And I'm so happy Dominique has <i>sisters</i> now!<br />
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I am going to post the projects in parts. First, we had to figure out a place for my clothes that were not able to fit previously in our room, and therefore were in the storage room. I measured and discovered that we *could* squeeze another cabinet into our room if it was narrow. I am SO thankful that after quite a bit of searching, I found one JUST the right size at a used furniture store!<br />
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Now I was able to empty that section of the storage room of my clothes and shoes, and WOW was it nice to have them in my room! There was only one problem with the cabinet: the side that showed the most was really badly scratched. <br />
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Here is a picture of the badly scratched side. I tried to think of a solution to cover this.... as I wasn't really feeling like a refurbishing project, and I finally decided to cover it with cloth! <br />
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I did this while Fabio was out of town for the week at seminary. I covered both of the sides so they would look even, and I actually LOVED the result! Fabio said it resembled a bandaid when he got home, but that is essentially what it is! hehe. Anyway, no more scratches! <br />
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And now I could work more easily on the "Girls' Room". :)Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-43854165977051324612014-07-31T14:49:00.001-07:002014-07-31T14:50:56.640-07:00Starting a New School Year!!! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well, we are just finishing up our fifth week of our new school year, and so far, so good!<br />
To tell the truth, I was *totally* overwhelmed about just thinking of getting started. I felt so disorganized, we had been traveling so much, and I felt "low" on curriculum. Two years ago, we returned to Brazil planning to be here for a two year term, so I planned out two years of curriculum for that time and brought it with me. Now here we are two years later, and we are <i>not</i> going to be returning to the States to restock, so I had to rethink everything.<br />
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The <i>great</i> news is that these days there is SOOOO much online, available for free, or even to be downloaded for a fee. The "problem" is that it takes searching, putting stuff together, printing - and in some cases binding - in short, a lot of work, planning, preparation and organization. Which I did not feel I had time for. <a href="http://tsukayama.blogspot.com.br/2014/06/me-time-how-much-am-i-willing-to-give.html" target="_blank">Things always came up. :)</a><br />
About that time, my mom sent me a catalog from My Father's World, and for the first time EVER, it <i>really</i> appealed to me to have it all put together for me! Just order the package for each grade and DONE! I have never wanted to go with an already-put-together curriculum in the past, because I am so eclectic and prefer to do my own thing, but as I said: overwhelmed.<br />
But I didn't go that route after all (although I have heard wonderful things about their curriculum, if you are interested).<br />
Taking a break now from all these words to show a few pics of our school *in action*. :) More about what we are doing for curriculum at the bottom of this post if you care to know. <br />
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Israel: <br />
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Dominique: <br />
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Johann: <br />
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Joshua: <br />
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Olivia: <br />
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Olivia has actually been easier to manage this school year than she was just a few short months ago, thankfully! She actually enjoys sitting at the table with us - for SHORT periods of time, and doing her "school books" (coloring books or already-used-up workbooks from the other kids). She actually likes "blanket time" too these days, and then I put out a few things for her like books, potato heads, puzzles, or duplos. I try to vary these things so they are always novel, and that keeps her happy for, oh, about 15 minutes at a time. Then sometimes she is just wandering around the house, and sometimes getting into mischief, or whining and crying about something or other. One time she was just so wonderfully quiet while I was trying to read to the kids! I had this nagging feeling that I should go check on her, but it was so nice to read in peace! Well, a bit later she came back sopping wet! I thought she had taken a bath in the toilet or something, but it turned out the washing machine had flooded (again!) and she was having a jolly time playing in the "flood". <br />
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So here is our "table time". As you see, each of the children has a box with their daily books in it, and each child also has a three-ring binder for their notebooking pages and other misc. pages. I intend to post a pic of that stuff at some point.<br />
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For now, back to what we are doing for curriculum. Well, I found a site a good while back which I used a few things from, called <a href="http://allinonehomeschool.com/" target="_blank">Easy Peasy All-in-One Homeschoo</a>l. I revisited it while attempting to plan. The nice thing about this site is that it is all done for you, and all free, from a Christian perspective, and all online with no extra supplements required. Each child for their level just clicks on that day, for example "Day One" and goes through all of the links for that day for each subject. And then you're done. Did I mention that I was feeling overwhelmed and that something "all put together for me" was <i>really</i> appealing to me? So, looking at this site helped me to feel more encouraged about starting our school year. She had laid out to do Ancient History, starting at Creation, and Biology for science, starting with Human Anatomy. I had had NO clue what to do for history this year, as we had been doing American History for the past several years (lol) and had finally wrapped that study up. So, doing Ancient History starting from Creation sounded like a great idea. <br />
And about science, well, we hadn't done very well incorporating much science at all recently. But the awesome thing was that I had put together materials (from garage sales and used curriculum sales) YEARS ago to do a unit on human anatomy, and we had never gotten around to doing it! So, this also sounded like a great idea to me.<br />
I also discovered that I had some "stuff" I could use to supplement our Ancient History study!<br />
And all of this game me the "gumption" to go ahead and dive in.<br />
I must say that I was NOT really feeling ready or organized when we started. But I figured that if I waited until I was, we may never start, so I decided to just go for it, hope for the best, pray a lot, and wing it. And I'm glad I did.<br />
Little by little, I have continued to organize AS we go along, even though I think it would have been ideal to have had everything laid out beforehand. But all in all, I feel it is going well.<br />
And as it turns out, I am actually barely using the Easy Peasy site at all! haha. I did get the link from it for <a href="https://xtramath.org/" target="_blank">Xtra Math</a>, which has been great for Dominique to practice her math facts on, and Johann is using her flashcards and McGuffey Reader for his reading program. Other than that, I have gotten a few ideas for video links and such from the Biology section, but as I said, I already had materials for a human anatomy study. :) I will post more about what we are doing for History and Science later in another post.<br />
Then I realized that I had a LOT of curriculum saved on my computer. I have been faithfully downloading every resource I find interesting from <a href="http://www.homeschoolfreebie.wholesomechildhood.com/" target="_blank">Homeschool Freebie of the Day</a> for years and years, and most of it I had not yet used. So, now I am! And since I have always preferred non-consumable materials, the children from Dominique down actually have more "hand-me-down"materials than I thought, once I went through my shelves. And some of the things I am a big fan of don't require a textbook, like copywork and narrations and such. I have a kindle that was a wonderful gift, and now each of the three older children have bought themselves a kindle, so for reading and other supplemental materials, we were able to download a lot for kindle. <br />
Finally, I did "break down" and order a few choice things from the States. :) But it was minimal in the long run. <br />
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So, here's my CLASS TEAM!<br />
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Israel Lincoln, in 2nd grade: <br />
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Olivia Glorianna, who is showing how excited she is to be TWO!!!<br />
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Johann Luiz, in 1st Grade! (He is five until September, but was seeming ready for the most part for 1st grade, so we are breaking him into it easy.) <br />
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They *really* wanted a picture together, so here is Olivia again, with Johann (who she calls 'Onan')<br />
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Dominique Joy, in FIFTH grade: <br />
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And Joshua Sebastian, in SEVENTH grade: <br />
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WOO HOO!!!! School year, we are rolling though!!! And determined to have a good time while we are at it!! <br />
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<i><span class="text John-12-23" id="en-NKJV-26604">But Jesus answered them, saying, <span class="woj">“</span>.... </span><span class="text John-12-24" id="en-NKJV-26605"><span class="woj">Most
assuredly, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the ground
and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it produces much grain.</span> </span><span class="text John-12-25" id="en-NKJV-26606"><sup class="versenum"> </sup><span class="woj">He who loves his life will lose it, and he who hates his life in this world will keep it for eternal life.</span> </span><span class="text John-12-26" id="en-NKJV-26607"><sup class="versenum"> </sup><span class="woj">If anyone serves Me, let him follow Me; and where I am, there My servant will be also. If anyone serves Me, him My Father will honor.</span></span><span class="text John-12-27"><span class="woj"> </span></span></i><i><span class="text John-12-27"><span class="woj">Now My soul is troubled, and what shall I say? ‘Father, save Me from this hour’? But for this purpose I came to this hour.</span> </span></i><i><span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><sup class="versenum"> </sup><span class="woj">Father, glorify Your name.” John 12:24-28</span></span></i><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">What are we really living for? What am<i> I</i> really living for? I was confronted with this question one day last week. </span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">It just so happens that I pretty much NEVER get a minute "to myself". And even though our children, for the most part, are well behaved, they are children and they are active, and there are a lot of them, so our home is generally rather.... boisterous. Which is great! I love it! And we have times that we have required quiet time all around the table or require quiet reading time on the couch or whatever, if I need to think or study, but this usually is more of a training session with Olivia at this point, which means lots of interruptions. </span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">Since we came to Brazil four and a half years ago, we have basically never had a babysitter or anyone to help with the kids for a day or anything like that, so imagine my BLISS when a wonderful lady from our church offered to take the kids for a few hours one afternoon. ALL of them! </span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">We had been mostly on the road for the entire past month with doing seminars, and I was also up to my ears in trying to organize the upcoming school year. So I was pretty thrilled with the prospect of a few hours "all to myself" -- in complete silence, to plan the school year. </span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">Fabio had left that morning and told me he would be gone all day, so I would be truly home ALL alone! The lady came at 3pm and I kissed all the children goodbye and headed joyfully into the house to begin my school organization. </span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">About 30 seconds later, Fabio pulled into the driveway. He had just stopped by the church on his way home to pick something out and he said that we needed to go on a mission! What?! Now?! </span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">He said that there was a mother nearby that was recently diagnosed with leukemia and had four small children. Her live-in boyfriend had left her when he found out she was sick, leaving her to fend for herself with the children and no income. As the story went, she was looking to give her children away, and was able to do so with one already. We had been asked to go and check the situation out, as things are not always as they seem or as the "grapevine" sends the message through. </span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">But right now?!? </span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">Honestly, I nearly cried. That is the ugly truth. </span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">I was "serving the Lord" so much already - that is why I never had time for anything! We had just been on the road nearly the whole past month and I was pregnant and exhausted! Didn't I deserve this oh-so-rare break?!? </span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">Then I remembered the message from church the night before: the good Samaritan. The priest and the Levite were too busy "serving the Lord" to stop and help the wounded man. Only the Samaritan had enough love to stop and care for him. So, with a heavy (ashamed) heart, I got in the car to go on our mission.</span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">When we finally found the right house, we found that the lady was not home. The girl who was there told us she would be there soon. So, we drove around for half and hour and came back. Still she was not there. So, we went home. </span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">By then, I only had about 1.5 hours until the children would come back home. And.... I almost cried again! </span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">But, the next day we went back to see the lady. And this time she was home. We talked to her for some time, and as it turns out the situation was not as bad as the grapevine had it. It was true that she had been told that she had the 'beginnings' of leukemia before her 4th child was born, and had gone through 3-4 treatments of chemo and radiation before discovering that she was expecting. She stopped treatment, but all of her bloodwork during the pregnancy had come back normal. Her baby is now 9 months old and she has not returned for more tests. She said she is afraid to find out, but that she feels well and has not had any further symptoms as before the treatments. </span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">It is true that she had lost custody of her first child too, but it was because she had him when she was 16 and was not able to adequately care for him. She showed great sadness at having lost him, and there was no sign that she was trying to give any others away. </span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">It was also true that she had not been able to find work, but they were not completely destitute either. Not sure about the boyfriend situation, but she did say she needed diapers and clothes for the baby, so some people from the church that wanted to help donated some and we went back a couple days later to take them to her. </span></span><br />
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<span class="text John-12-28" id="en-NKJV-26609"><span class="woj">I told her that, while we could help some with things like clothes and diapers, that only JESUS could change her life! We actually woke her up with our arrival, so it didn't seem like a good time to stay and talk just then, but she said she would enjoy it if I could come back to tell her more about Jesus. Which I plan to do soon.... </span></span><br />
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This is the area behind the house. At first I thought it was the city dump, but no, just the neighborhood dumping place, apparently. Very sad living conditions..... </div>
<br />Fabio 'n Elizabeth Tsukayamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14814324187132961142noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20710985.post-34034809642725012582014-06-23T14:04:00.001-07:002014-06-23T14:04:08.787-07:00LImitations on Video Games and Healthy Alternatives <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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First of all, we choose not to have a TV in our home, and we also choose to not have any video gaming system like a playstation or an Xbox or anything like that. However, these days you can play games with just about anything, like a cel phone or a computer. And the same for videos without a TV. Just with youtube, you can be entertained day and night. So, we are not immune. ;) <br />
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After reading Jane Healy's book Endangered Minds, I turned against all forms of electronic entertainment completely, but my dear husband does not agree that it is all detrimental, and truly, some good things can be said for certain forms of "electronic entertainment". However, regardless of any studies done "out there", one thing we can say for sure from personal experience is that </div>
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1) When the kids have freer access to electronics, they get "addicted" and can't seem to get enough.</div>
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2) When the kids have freer access to electronics, they seem to be unable to think of anything *else* to do! In other words, it seems to kill all other forms of creativity. I say "all others" because some may argue that they are using creativity doing certain forms of video games. </div>
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So we have seen the absolute necessity of limitations and specific direction in this department. </div>
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Their favorite game is Minecraft. So, one of the things we have done is encourage them to do Minecraft papercrafting instead of using the computer. I'm still into tactile activities. :) </div>
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You can find myriads of free minecraft papercraft printables online, and all of my children have really enjoyed creating their "worlds" out of paper. Here are some of their crafting examples: </div>
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Joshua and Johann working on their Minecraft papercrafting:<br />
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Joshua's treasure chest of papercrafts: <br />
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Dominique's is definitely more girly. Her world is a maternity hospital! <br />
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But, we have not prohibited the use of Minecraft on the computer altogether. This is our current system of limiting it: </div>
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The children have to earn minutes by taking initiative to help with things around the house. They do not earn minutes for their normal daily chores, nor do they earn minutes if are *asked* to do something to help around the house. They have to take initiative in order to earn minutes. We created a list that specifies how many minutes they can earn by doing certain types of chores. Some of the things on the list are pulling weeds in the yard, washing windows, cleaning out the fridge, vacuuming the car, picking up messes (mostly that Olivia makes), cleaning the garage and things like that that don't always get done on a normal schedule otherwise. </div>
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1) They can only redeem minutes on the weekends - that is, they can only play Minecraft on Saturdays and Sundays. </div>
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2) They can only play up to 30 minutes each. The thing is, they ALL like to watch each other playing, as you see in the first picture above, so 30 minutes a piece becomes 2 full hours of all of them sitting in front of the computer. Which is just... plenty! </div>
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3) They can lose minutes for certain infractions during the week, such as forgetting to do their normal chores, leaving dirty clothes or towels on the floor, or not flushing the toilet (we were having troubles with this one and it does seem to have helped!!). </div>
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Each of the children has a chart like this one on the refridgerator to keep track of minutes earned, minutes lost, and minutes played: </div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDlc10C87FMAG82-gANoyABdPxPSTeimjJrtSwIZ6HLPfQNxOQr1iUbOD15bSdWt_zFqlR5ltRKDjN8jtnuiePM-MblSlCEfaWyp81SOqSA7xPl4igwLir5SP5iihHSSJuTNkI/s1600/IMG_9570.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>And on all the other days, they have more time for creative play in other areas! This system is the best we have tried so far, and I love that it is encouraging them to take initiative to *notice* things that need to be done. Of course, since they (as all people) are basically lazy, they often wait until Friday and when they see they have no minutes to play, they all run around trying to find jobs to do so they can earn enough minutes for the weekend. Haha. At least on most Fridays, the house shines!!! And they have something to look forward to on the weekends. :)
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It was a blessing that our seminar and ministry schedule took us to São Paulo the week of my father-in-law's 74th birthday so that we were able to take him out to celebrate!<br />
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We took him to a Japanese restaurant along with Fabio's brother and his family. It was delish!! After the restaurant, we went back to their apartment to cut the cake, and of course we could not celebrate his birthday without including ALL of his children and grandchildren, so we skyped with Fabio's sister Luciana in the USA with her little chunky darling Benjamin, so they could sing "Parabens" (Happy Birthday) with us! You can see my mother-in-law drooling over Benjamin in the pictures below. :) <br />
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And one pic from the following day: Me at 20wks and Kamila (cousin's wife) at 22 weeks! Love having belly buddies! :)<br />
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