Rathjen Family

Rathjen Family
Rathjen, Party of EIGHT

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

It's Raining Tears in Uganda

Yesterday afternoon, I was sittting at my laptop, watching the clouds move in, enjoying a glass of tea.  I had just signed onto Facebook when I noticed my dear friend Lutaaya (Lou-ty-a) was online.  I hit the "chat" button to see how he was doing.  Normally, he is quite up-beat and we conversate about how our families are doing.  Yesterday was different.

 Lutaaya was born in Kampala, Uganda and spent a lot of his time as a child struggling to survive on the streets of Africa.  I met him while I was there in April 2011, serving on a mission team.  I had given 2 weeks of my life to the children of Uganda through mission work.  Lutaaya gives every day of his.  He spends his time mentoring children that have been abandoned and left to fend for them themselves. 

Kampala has more orphaned children per square foot than any other place and it has more children in it's population than adults.  While in Kampala, I fell in love with the children, who are often happy and exciteable.  However, they have moments of desperation and when they do, very few people to turn to.  So, they turn to the "Uncles."  Lutaaya, George, Junior, and Kenny to name a few, will do everything in their power to help these "street children."  Their organization is called Africa Hearts, and some of those hearts are crying for help right now.  It is currently raining a lot, which brings major complicaitons about in the slums.  Lutaaya layed his  concerns out to me today about a few of them.  He sent me photos and is requesting prayer for these children.  One of the boys, Yusuf, sits in dirty clothing, with his hand covering his intestines.  He is in desperate need of a surgery for a hernia way past due for operation.  Another, Katumba, sits upon the ground, clearly wounded.  He was hit by a car and needs treatment.  Two others, Eddie and Sabote, lay sleeping and the "uncles" are unable to wake them easily.  Lutaaya has given them much needed pain killers.  They clearly need a doctor.  One boy, Kizito, lay covered in severe burns from cooking oil.  He is currently in the hospital and we praise God for that.    If you feel led and would like to help in a financial way, please contact me and you can donate money directly to them.  If nothing else...would you please, please pray for these children?



Monday, September 10, 2012

Ty Does the No Limit Motocross Race

When he was 9, after lots and lots of pleading Tyler got his first dirt bike for his birthday. He was overwhelmed and beyond grateful. He fell in love with the sport. However, the poor dirt bike loving child was born into a rodeo family, and it is quite difficult to pursue other summer sports.   Needless to say, he is all grown up now...just a couple months, and he will be 18 (sheesh). He is old enough to drive himself to the track and convinced his father and I to let him race this past Sunday.

I spent many days praying (pleading) with God to not let my baby get hurt (or worse) on that track. Just a month or so ago, he returned from a day of practice, missing all the skin off his hip and right forearm, and sporting a very bruised knee and ribs. Let's face it, it's a dangerous sport. However, many have brought it to my attention that, "So is rodeo."

Hubby and I, Nana and Papa, Charmaine and Mitchell, Uncle Bobby, and all the younger siblings showed bright and early Sunday morning at the "No Limit" Aztec motocross race to show our support for our boy. This mama was caught a little off guard when her son went-a-jumping through the air on his machine. We don't have jumps here at the house, so I had no idea what he could do. (Sigh).    He has never been the kind to brag, demand recognition or flash his talent, so we really had no idea how far he had come with his skills. He did really, really well and we were so proud of him.  I have a feeling that was not the last race we will attend.  And thanks to God...no injuries...



Sunday, September 9, 2012

Happy Birthday~Thing One and Thing Two

Trigg and Ivor turned two! They had a wonderful first party as they celebrated in the most cheerful way- none other than Dr. Seuss style! Each present they opened, they responded with such glee! They played and played with the balloons and ate till their little hearts were content. They knew it was their day. I found myself overwhelmed with thankfulness, that they are home and happy and thriving. I thought back to their first birthday when there was an ocean between us and all we could do was light a couple of candles and pray they would be in our arms soon. God is so faithful and sometimes it's really hard to truly grasp what He is doing in our lives. I will allow the photos to tell the rest...