HOPE

Hope...(diagnosis:CP)
She is doing amazing! She has completely filled out and has gotten so strong! She can even bare weight on her legs! She has the most wonderful happy personality, smiling and baby talking the whole week we were with her. Her foster mom states she is like this all the time. She is precious!! Written by the director of FMN homes.

Hope two and a half. Beautiful and pettite and one of the most happy children
I have ever seen. It was hard to catch her not smiling! She came from an
village in the bush that could not provide for her. Loves other children,
eats well and sleep through the night.

This child is named after the joy and hope she brings to the progam.


Romans 15:13 May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.

Our hope, that we find her a wonderful family that will delight in this child
forever.

Back from Africa and ADOPTIONS

I just got back from a wonderful trip to Liberia. What a privilege it is to
hold and love on all of the special need children in the Forget-Me-Not Program.
I was just amazed at how they have all grown! They are so attached to their
caregivers and foster sisters and brothers. What a difference it makes to be
placed in a loving family and not an orphanage. I am so thankful to God for closing
the doors to the initial plans to open an orphanage.

"...For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord,
"Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future..."

Jeremiah 29:11

It really touched my heart to see all the kids in the area coming to play
with FMN kids. I brought out bubbles, coloring books and toys and everyone
just jumped in to play. That we would all be little children in our hearts.
Loving others without judgement, not seeing the difference in the people
around us, but opening our hearts as Jesus does.

When I look at Karen, age 4 with Cerebral Palsy I only see one precious little girl.
Karen came into the program from a orphanage for special needs adults. Though I desperately wanted to hold her and make her smile she just wanted her caregiver.
Now all of us in the adoption world know what a wonderful sign it is when a child
is firmly attached to one caregiver. In her foster mothers presence she played
a small piano, laughed, stood by herself with the help of the wall and got really
excited when we introduced her to peanut butter.

I know that Karen would flourish and grow even more if adopted in the U.S. and had access to medical treatment here.

If anyone would like to know more about adopting Karen please contact me
RonTanya777@aol.com

My brother becomes Reverand Mooneyhan

Dwayne,Art,Judy,Mike,Cassie and Wesley after ordination.

My brother Art recieving his ordination certificate

Dad's favorite part of Christmas

Grandkids


Tezz and CECE opening presents.

Christmas Miracles

I know when you look at these pictures of my son Richard you are not thinking miracles, but let me explain.


Several days before Christmas Richard (age 10) started complaining of pain in his stomach, mostly on the right side. As a nurse I immediately though of his appendix but none of the other signs were there, temprature, nausea/vomitting so I really
prayed it was just muscle strain. A day before he had been play fighting with his
brothers and nephews(he is a young uncle) and I was hoping he was just sore but I
took him into urgent care anyway. The doctor examined Richard and determented that it
was indeep muscle pain and that he would feel better in a few days. I rejoiced that
it wasn't his appedix and expected him to bounce back the next day.

He didn't.

My usually lively son was just laying around, little appettite and still complaining of stomach pain. I really thought he just didn't want to feel the muscle pain by
getting up and waited.

But he didn't get better.

After 24hrs he still wasn't moving much and complained of increase pain. I then KNEW this wasn't muscle pain and proceeded to take him into ANOTHER emergency room.

I worked in a prison for thirteen years as a nurse and had seen many appendisitis cases. Many times It was my job to access the inmate and tell the Dr. if I thought it was his appendix. Let me tell you they are VERY difficult to diagnose and I along
with the Dr. had made the wrong diagnosis.

Arriving at the emergency room at one in the morning we waited 5 hours to see the doctor. I am in Ca. and let me tell you emergency rooms her are so much different then the little town in Texas.

Once we were in a room the emergency room doctor (that had diagnosed and treated another one of my sons with croup) walked in the room and said "this is one sick child." He then listened to his symtoms, did a quick examination and said "it is his appendix but I am getting a cat scan."

Even though I sensed that Richard was having appendsitis he still had no fever,
CBC (blood test) was normal and he still was only having pain. I prayed with
all my heart that it still was muscle pain.

See when you are a nurse all of the awful experiences you have ever seen come rushing
back in. Becasue I knew if he had ruptured we were in for a long ride and he was going to get a lot sicker. Then them imense guilt hit. Why didn't I push for him
to get a cat scan sooner? Why did I wait until now? What kind of mother and nurse
am I? Even though I knew that ALL of these accusations were from Satan himself I let
him continue to beat me up as I did everything in my own power not to cry.

My small son was riding on my faith.

Sure I can talk a big faith talk when there isn't much at stake but he was watching my every faith move. Would I fall apart believing there was little hope when the chips were down? Or did I have the strengh to reach out to a really BIG God and believe he would be there no matter what the outcome.

The Doctor came in and said the cat scan was positive for appendisitis and he had ruptured but he still wanted the radioligist to read the scan to confirm. He would get back to us in about an hour.

I felt crushed.

My son began to cry. I took a few deep breaths and told my son we were going to pray.
To storm the throneroom of God for healing and strengh. So we prayed and I felt the Holy Spirit say to cover his abdomen with my hands and pray for healing. I felt such a calmness and power engulf both me and Richard.

God met us there.

The radioligist confirmed it had ruptures and surgery was being scheduled immediately. I called my daughter Monique in Texas and said "Call everyone you know to pray."

Two other grown kids came to stay with the 17 at home, my husband came to be at the hospital and we waited.... prayed and yes cried.

But unknown to me at the time MANY people were asking the one and only healer for help on our behalf. That Richard who had perfect peace was being surrounded with the
presence of God! And you know what?

After two hours of surgery the surgeon walked in and said "it all went well and he did not rupture." After a moment of shock I just couldn't stop PRAISING GOD!!

Matthew 17:19-20 when he said "I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, `Move from here to there' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you."

I am not sure how others feel when God hears my prayes but I felt "MIGHTY LOVED"
that day and I know Richard did too. Because my little boy is a warrior for Christ,
first to lead prayer and many times bold enough to walk to the front of the church to pray.

Thank you Lord for a Christmas miracle! For once again hearing me when I cried out.
And thank you that you are in charge.

Your loving daughter Tanya

Joseph needs help now

Below is a letter from the director or Global orphan outreach. We are needing
medical help for Joseph soon... time is running out. He will need FREE medical
care including a hospital and Doctor. Or...someone willing to put him on their
medical insurance. There is a list of host requriements.....
Please feel free to contact me or Global for more information.
RonTanya777@aol.com




Hello all-
Joseph is the boy that I have known now for 3 years and have tried to advocate for medical care for him. He dreams of being a geologist one day and does well in school when he does attend. His father is in college to become an accountant.They love their son...

I have been helping with Joseph medical bills about every 6 months. He has a lung abscess that has requires Dr. Sherman to punch a large needle in his chest and draw the fluids away from his heart and lung so that he can breath better. Dr. Sherman has stated that Joseph needs a shunt put in his chest to draw this fluid away. The problem is Joseph isnt a cute 2 year old where every one jumps in wanting to help... he turns 17 this Christmas. We need someone to see his awesome potential and help him for who he is- a bright boy who aspires to live and and have a future like any teenager.

PLEASE pass this info onto others- perhaps there is someone who can help. It will take another $200 for his procedure to be done but that just buys him time and the time between treatments is becoming shorter and shorter. If there is anyone who can help with his medical visa, host, doctor/hospitals, please contact me today. Thank you, Donna


Hi Sis. Donna:



We write you with the deteriorating condition of our beloved son, Joseph Darwar Jr who is coughing up blood through his mouth and nose upon your recent departure from Liberia the cough intensified. He is right now out of school. Your humanitarian consideration to help take this boy back to the hospital will be awesome.



Sis. Donna, I am still a student without any source of funding to even feed myself, family, etc. My wife is willing to go into business to help handle some of these emergencies, but I am squarely incapacitated.



The worst of all these experience is the illness of my dear son. Help my son not to die as I cannot help as a father with my background mentioned above.



Yours, anticipating your consideration,



Joseph Darwar- Liberia

Driving from Texas to California

The motel sign we saw from the road before the bus broke down.

The tire just broke off from the bus


I have been trying hard to blog about our trip from Texas to California last month.
But.... dial up computer service has put a serious dent in doing ANYTHING on the computer.

On the first of November we loaded up our bus with 18 kids and 7 dogs pulling a small trailor. My husband was the bus driver. I was driving our 15 passenger van
with 10 cats,2 geese,4 ducks,3 chickens and a rabbit. Oh yeah the pot bellie pig was in the trailor. We had accumilated a whole load of animals living on 20 acres and
didn't have anyone to watch them.

Actually the trip went really well until we reached Ash fork Arizona. We had decided
to save on motel fee's and had just slept a few hours in our bus the night before.
Ron, my husband can sleep anywhere but I have severe insomnia even under the best conditions, so I slept very little. By the time we made it to Ash Fork I was feeling
pretty tired. I heard the HOLY SPIRIT say to me that we needed to stop in Ash Fork.
I was having my daughter Sierra check my banking account when I saw the bus tire
roll across the road in front of me. It had just broke off from the bus! The metal
was scraping the freeway and my husband was trying to control the bus. Little did
I know that all the kids where screaming and my husband was scared to death the bus
would roll or worse yet, the sparks from the metal would catch the gas tank of fire.
I felt none of that fear because at the moment the tire broke off a unbelievable peace surrounded me and again the spirit of God said "everything is fine I am in control."

So we all pulled over to the side of the road and proceeded to decided what was next.
Of course I knew already, God had said we were to stay at the little motel in Ash Fork....

So I loaded up the kids and dogs and headed for the motel. The motel had to be a hundred years old and I couldn't see anyone in sight. A note was attached to the motel check in door "at the store I will be back in a minute." I waited and sure enough a elderly woman with a walker came a few minutes later.

You know she could of been an angel.

I felt a real presense of God in that hotel lobby and proceeded to tell her
all that had happened. She told me she felt it was sometimes God delays us for
a reason... many times to save our life. She told me how she was delayed once and it prvented her from being in a huge pile up on the freeway.

We had been led to a DIVINE stop on the freeway.

So we checked in everyone, unloaded our personal belongings and settled in for
the night.

The next morning we found a place to store our bus just across the street.

Loaded up everything we had to have in the van and trailor and headed for California.

The motel lady prayed over us.

Thanks again Lord for loving us so much to take care of us no matter where we are or what we are doing. Thank you that I felt your presence so strongly.....


Psalm 23
A psalm of David.
1 The LORD is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths
for his name’s sake.
4 Even though I walk
through the darkest valley,[a]
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.