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It is no secret that there was an earthquake in the Philippines on Tuesday.  There has been a lot of information shared over facebook, some of it an hour by hour update on our experience.  Many people have spoken about the fear, the pain and the sadness they, or others they know, experienced.

I did not comment much about it then, but would like to say more now.

It is a very unnerving feeling to have every surface you are touching rumble and move beneath and around you. There is nothing to grab onto, there is nothing that can steady you.  Also, the power shut off at the exact time the quaking began, so there is that shock to the senses.  And then there is the noise.  There is the rumble of the movement of the earth, some have described it like if a construction site were right outside your home.  Then there is the noise of your fragile possessions crashing to the ground and breaking or the stones of your house falling from above.  Scary.  And it seems to go on for so long.  Maybe because from the moment the shaking starts to when it stops you are unceasingly praying for it to end.  And then after the shaking stops, you begin to hear the shouts and cries of the people and the dogs.  In my neighborhood, the dogs had much to say.

You are really shaky yourself and you feel kind of weak, it takes a while to get your bearings.  I had heard from Sandy---she, Marlys and Jenny were okay.  I tried to reach Mitch, but there was no answer.  I then went outside to check on some of my neighbors---everyone in my compound was safe, Shari and Marcel too, which was wonderful!

I returned home to some disarray and with the strong desire to get up to the shelter.  My television had fallen from its stand and laid in pieces, a vase had met a similar demise.  I left them as is, moved any other breakable items to a safer place and headed out, unsure what state I would find things in as I drove.

People were everywhere in the streets, there was an accident at the base of the road the shelter is on, so people and vehicles filled the space.  I actually saw one of our house fathers there on his motorcycle.  He couldn't hear my shouting over the din of everything else.  I found out later that his wife, one of our house mothers, was out shopping with some of our older girls when the earthquake happened and he was going to locate them.  Terrifying.

I made it up the road easily and quickly.  The construction site next to our land even seemed to have made it through the quake alright.  I honked once outside our gate, the door opened and I pulled into safety.  I immediately saw Mitch's van and saw him walking around---all of us were safe and accounted for.

I was anxious to see how all of the kids were doing, so my heart was racing, but there was also just an overwhelming peace.  I could see the kids outside on the grounds, gathered together, many of them crying.  They ran and hugged me tightly.  I didn't have enough body to go around.  I moved around through the groups, checking them, checking for injuries, checking for tears, checking that they were okay.  All of our house parents were also safe and accounted for.  The house mother and the three girls who had been shopping during the quake had made it back safely---the girls were crying and one of them had lost her slippers in the panic---but they were back!

I stood in the middle of the yard and looked around and the buildings, the windows, the plants, the ground---everything looked as it had the day before---seemingly untouched by the 7.2 magnitude quake that had struck 20 minutes earlier.  Praise the Lord!

I have said this many times in my 2+ years at CSC, but since I first stepped foot inside the gate I have felt God's hand on this land, on this ministry, on these kids, on these workers, on us.  He always provides, He always protects, He always sustains.

The aftershocks continued the rest of the day, some feeling almost as strong as the earthquake, though they lasted less time.  We kept the kids outside for the morning until everything could be checked, but they napped inside in the afternoon.  For quite some time that day, every time an aftershock was felt the kids would run to the middle of the playground.

We had no power, so the generator ran all day, a noisy machine, but something we were grateful for.  We lost water for a period of time in the afternoon as the continuous running of the generator overwhelmed the water pump.  But that problem was solved quickly once it was understood.  The nurseries were moved to the living rooms in the homes and all of the children slept downstairs for that night.  The aftershocks continued through the night, the next day and the next and I am pretty sure I have felt some yet this morning.  

While it remains a bit unnerving and you feel somewhat on edge---yesterday when I heard a loud rumbling noise, I looked for the nearest sturdy object to dive under should the shaking start, and it was really just a low-flying plane---there is no need to fear.  God is good, ALL THE TIME!  All the time, GOD IS GOOD!

 

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Farewell Pacadas

May. 18, 2016By: Paul Healy

pacadas_farewellRecently we bid farewell to Amy, Marcel and Emily Pacada, who left for the U.S. The party included great food, a slide show and words of love and appreciation and love from staff, co-workers at the school and some of the kids. And, of course, they were serenaded with our traditional farewell song, "God Will Take Care of You."  Amy was  a teacher in our Children of Hope School since it began 18 years ago. Marcel joined the CSC team a few years ago in the HR department. They will be missed. We wish them well as they locate in North Dakota and start a new chapter in their lives. Thanks, Pacadas, for what you have contributed to CSC. God bless you.

That Can't Be Right!

May. 12, 2016By: Jill Grasley

Those were the words I said when the accounting team added up the donations at our recent banquet. We had a lower attendance this year: 650 instead of our usual 750-800 people. Statistically, the offering should have been substantially lower than usual.
The day of the banquet, the staff and volunteers gathered and prayed for the event. We prayed that God would work in the hearts of those who were attending and those who couldn’t attend, that the night would be honoring to God and that the donations received, whatever amount, would be what we needed to sustain this part of the ministry. 
And then all of you showed up. You stepped up to sponsor the event, gave donations that night, and many of you gave gifts despite the fact that you could not attend the banquet. So at 8:30 pm, when the accounting team gave the total of $142,820.90, we weren’t sure what to believe. Could it be possible that even with fewer people in the room, we broke a record for our banquet offering? Yes, it was possible. 
Just over a week later, when the online donations have been processed, all the checks have been double and triple checked, and a few other gifts arrived in the mail from those who wanted to contribute to the banquet offering, our total is now sitting at $144,686.43. It is amazing and is only possible because God used all of you to make this happen. We certainly aren’t in the clear for the rest of this year. The banquet total is about 14% of our budget for the year. But we know we will be all right because with God all things are possible.

Surgeons!

Apr. 25, 2016By: Shari Reasoner

They can do pretty much anything!  It's amazing!  OK, they're not your regular surgeons.  They are CSC's construction surgeons and they can create or reconfigure almost anything to make it better or different. 

So we (Principal Cris and I) had this idea to rearrange the principal's office during the summer break to open up the space and make it useable for a resource room when kids needed behavioral or academic help away from their peers.  The trouble is that the office is tiny and has built-in cabinets across the middle of it, dividing the space into two little rooms.   We asked Jerry, the head surgeon (aka CSC Facilities Director), if he could reconfigure the office to make it one space, taking out the cabinets and mounting them on a different wall so they could still be used.  Another idea was to have sliding doors made to still have the option of closing off the office when more privacy is needed.

20160301_145540School ended last week, so Jerry and his team of surgeons got going right away.  Cio (CSC construction and maintenance) is the main surgeon when it comes to these kinds of projects, so he started to carefully extract the shelves without wreaking them.  Verhilio (CSC maintenance and plumbling) was support surgeon and Bobong (school maintenance) helped with moving the shelves once they were cut out. 

20160422_135514b25b798ccAnd so before our very eyes, we can now envision a new function for the principal's office.  These guys are great.  They tackle projects without hesitation and think anything is possible.  I guess it is!

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Kites

Apr. 22, 2016By: Marcel Pacada

Kite season is underway at CSC. The kids are excitedly looking for plastic bags, sticks, and string. They are creative in their design and can't wait to get their kite flying in the air. The aunties are even excited to help the younger children make kites. You have to be careful walking around CSC these days as you might trip on string or be ran into by someone trying to get their kite in the air. Unfortunately the trees at CSC seem to collect a lot of kites these days. That doesn't matter though or stop the fun  from happening at CSC. I would encourage you to go out and fly a kite. It's a lot of fun no matter what age you are.IMG_2264e22d99e577IMG_2284IMG_2291

Blessed Decisions

Apr. 21, 2016By: Lindsay Hoeft

I sat in a referral meeting the other day.  We have these meetings to discuss children for potential admittance.  Often in these meetings the list of children in need is greater than what our homes can house.  The list is long because poverty is destructive; it untangles families when there are more mouths to feed than there is food to give.  The list is long because of poverty, violence, abuse, neglect, drugs, sickness, and death.  All of our children come to CSC for one or several of these reasons.

Our top priority was to discuss a 6-week-old baby boy very much in need of loving care and proper nourishment, some things he had not had much of yet.  He was so tiny, not even four pounds yet.  He had spent these first weeks of his life in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit fighting off sepsis and trying his best to grow but not receiving enough nourishment to do so.  His young mother had her own struggles, battling mental health issues and cognitive delays; she was also doing her best to be a good mom but was unable to do what was needed.

Here he is.  He is such a small little guy, barely able to keep his eyes open most of the time.

IMG_0492Our decision to admit this child or not might seem like a no-brainer.  He needs good care; he needs the kind of care that can be provided at CSC.  But he is so young, only six weeks old.  Doctors have met him, observed him, and run tests to try to figure out what is keeping him from growing and developing.  Because of his age, there is little they can know for sure.  The unknowns regarding his future are many. 

Of course, the same could be said about every child admitted to CSC and that would be true.  But with a child who has had such a rough start to life, permanent damage could have already been done.  The type of permanent damage that could prevent him from being adopted.  And that is what it inevitably comes down to.  CSC is a temporary place for children to come to for stability, healing and growth before continuing all of that in their forever family.  We need to admit children that will be adopted so there is space for others to come after.

Big decisions.  And they are not made lightly.  We seek and pray for God’s wisdom regarding which children we admit.  We take all of the information given to us by the social workers, our medical team, physical therapists and doctors in the community and cover it in prayer.  Individually and collectively.  These decisions are made easier when we spend time in the referral meetings talking about how so many times before, staff members have had these same conversations, sharing valid concerns about taking in a certain child with unknown needs.  And we have been blessed to see God's hand at work, healing children in miraculous ways.  

One such story stands out to me.  A little 7-month-old girl was referred to us, weak and malnourished and her limbs were so floppy.  They lacked muscle tone for such a while that doctors suspected she might never walk.   Fast forward 2.5 years and we have a rambunctious and mischevious little girl on our hands.  And oh how she RUNS!  And next week a family is arriving to take her home!  She is a testament to God sitting with us in those meetings and honoring CSC's commitment to venture into the unknown.  She is a living and breathing example that God heaps blessings on those who walk in faith!

I am so happy to report that the little guy above recently had a major test, the results of which we were expecting to be poor, but which were normal.  We are already seeing God's hand at work in his life.  We felt confident and happy to make him the newest member of the Eicher Home!  :)