living the life. enjoying the journey

I have finally calmed my shaking hands enough to type after a long spell of joyful tears! Today was our goal date for our Life International matching grant! We have thus far received $3,210 from or generous friends and family!!! Life International matched your gifts with $2,500!! This brings our current adoption funds total to $19,173! We only have $2,328 left to go! Life International also let us know that they will still add in any donations toward our adoption until we travel to pick Keziah up! The magnitude of the huge blessing didn't fully hit me until I received the list of contributions. The sacrifices that each family made to help us bring our baby girl home touched me so deeply that I wept for a full hour... (happy tears are so hard to explain to a 4 year old btw.) In hopes of preserving Torrey's man card I warned him to make sure he was alone at work when he opened the list. He too had to fight back tears. We have been so incredibly blessed by this whole experience.
Two weeks ago was the anniversary of our 2nd miscarriage and the last few weeks have been hard as I think of how old our little Anderson would be right now, who he would look like, what his personality would be.
But God is faithful and He can bring joy from sorrow. God has made it abundantly clear that He had a very different plan for our family. A plan of tremendous blessing that is only beginning. Last year I NEVER would have imagined that we would be where we are today with most of our adoption expenses paid for as we wait for our little Ethiopian Princess.
It is true that you cannot dream bigger than God!


Okay, so I am going to share with you my own little piece of crazy. Many of you know that I am excessively frugal and LOVE a truely great deal. Well....Meijer stores had a great deal today. If you spend $10 in Kellogg's products then you get $10 off a backpack. Well my boys are mega poptart junkies so our items of choice were of the pastery sort. They were on sale $$ so we got 9 boxes x 3 kids and this is the result!
To add to my savings euphoria Backpacks were on sale but the deal required that the price had to be over $10 (I was shooting for less than $15). Also today was Meijer Credit Card Monday where all general merchandise is 20% so if the bags were $15 you recieved $3 off with the discount. So the grand totals for the bookbags.... Destiny $2.15, Noah $1.25, Nathan $1.15 plus we have a 3 month supply of poptarts at a good price!!


Torrey talked to the State Police today and they said that the lady from the accident did not make it. Please continue to pray for the other lady that caused the accident. I am not sure if there will be any legal action taken against her... even so I know that she was VERY upset about the accident and I am sure will have a lot of trouble coping with this tragedy.


I still have not heard how the ladies from the wreck are doing but Torrey has been very helpful in calling the Indiana State Police to find any info but they have not heard anything else. I am having trouble dealing still, car chases on TV make my stomach upset and I keep having very real visions of holding the lady in her car. I know it will pass and I will continue to pray for her.

In the spirit of trying to move on I am going to post some pics from our awesome trip!!! I was so excited that none of my children nearly fell off a cliff or got lost on an overturned canoe adventure! (Some may have heard the tales of our previous camping expedition to Turkey Run).

We decided to take the car (a Yaris.... a newer version of a Geo Metro you might say) We call these pictures the Yaris, Camping Edition sometimes referred to as the Toyota's Official Clown Car. We quite craftily packed EVERYTHING for our trip including 4 people in this little car for our 3.5 hour trip to Cliffty Falls State Park (the things you will do to save in gas money)
NOTE: Click on the pictures for a better view.

We loved the hiking trails! Our first mile and a half were through steep cliff trails


















The second leg of our hike was through the creek bed. The water was so shallow due to lack of rain that you could see tons of little fish flowing along in the water.

After a long hike the boys all played TACKLE FRISBEE! It is Carter's favorite because he LOVES to tackle! He is really tough for a 4 year old and can take his big brother down easily, which is a big feat for a little guy.


Then we enjoyed some good old fashioned star gazing and snuggles (please ignore my lack of makeup and my son's s'mores beard)

Clifty has this awesome Tunnel to hike through. It was originally supposed to be a route for the railroad in the 1800's but they ran out of money and moved the rail line elsewhere. It took us about 15 minutes to get through but almost all of it is pitch black and you have to use a flashlight to see. The floor of the tunnel is broken rock like a creek bed with standing water so you have to hop from rock to rock to keep your feet dry....very cool!


We ended our trip with a dip in the pool. The first is Noah coming off the water slide, Torrey is under the water holding him up. We had to bribe Noah with a dollar to go up the big ladder since he is VERY AFRAID of heights. After failing to conquer his fears 4 times, the promise of an ice cream sandwich laden snack bar was just enough to push him up the steps. He LOVED the slide after that and went at least 20 more times.


Oh yeah, and somewhere in there Torrey and I found our own time be alone under the stars and well this is what the "Adult" Ehrman's do in their spare time.....


That's right Dorks for Life!


Hope we didn't scare you off.

We would like to plan another camping trip around Labor Day, WE would LOVE to have others join us. Please let us know if you are interested in camping with us!



We had a great weekend camping at Clifty falls but our peace was severely disrupted when on our way home we were going to stop on the interstate to let Carter go potty. A huge wreck happened before our eyes. It was the kind that you see in high speed car chase action movies where cars are flying across the road and rolling down the hill but with REAL consequences. We came to a stop after the crash and I ran to the scene to assess the situation. A woman was trapped inside.. the roof of her car was crushed in so that she could not lift her head off of her chest. She was unconscious, and had a pulse but was not breathing. All of the doors were locked so we had to reach through the busted out driver side window to turn her car off and get the key from the ignition. We could access her from the passenger side door. She was bleeding from somewhere on the back of her head and had a weak pulse. I wanted to take her from the car to begin rescue breathing (my YMCA training finally coming into play) but the husband and others around did not want to move her because of a possible neck injury but time kept passing with no help. I held a towel to the cut on her head to try to stop the bleeding as I knelt on the glass covered passenger seat. The husband did not want her moved so all I could do was stoke her hair and pray. Time passed slowly but after a few minutes she started to turn blue and I made it clear that we needed to get her out or get some breath into her. We tried forcing her seat back into a reclining position but the seat was jammed and we couldn't get it down past the smashed roof of the car. I tried to lift her out but she was to heavy for me... luckily a First Responder came on the scene and confirmed that we needed to get her out so he pulled her out by her arms as I untangled her legs from broken out driver window. The First Responder declared her dead but by the grace of God the Paramedic found a very weak pulse and began using an oxygen mask. The other paramedics arrived and I was told to find a police officer to give me cleaning stuff to get the blood off of my hands. I was actually a little appalled that all they had was hand sanitizer. I then noticed the lady that caused the accident. Her car ended up in the grassy median but was smoking badly but she was out of her car and watching as the lady was being helped by the paramedics. She was hysterical.... full of shock and expressing extreme guilt. I started to lay hands on her and pray for her and she asked me to pray for the lady in the smashed car. I prayed with her until the paramedics came to assess her. After awhile we were escorted passed the wreck so that a helicopter could come and take the first lady to a nearby hospital.
HERE IS A REPORT FROM A LOCAL PAPER THIS MORNING
One of those wrecks was reported at 3:54 p.m. Sunday near the 57-mile marker in Bartholomew County. According to a report from Indiana State Police Trooper Jared Black, the wreck occurred as two vehicles drove north on Interstate 65. The names of the drivers, their conditions and their hometowns were not available at press time this morning. Black said the first vehicle, which was in the passing lane, attempted to move to the driving lane and the driver did not see the second vehicle. The vehicles then hit, sending one into the median and the other onto the shoulder of I-65, police reported. One of the two motorists was flown to Methodist Hospital by helicopter while the second was taken to Schneck Medical Center in Seymour. The interstate was closed for two hours, causing a backup of seven miles, police said. Black was assisted by officers with the Bartholomew County Sheriff’s Department and firefighters from Jonesville and Redding Township.
PLEASE PRAY for this woman and the woman that hit her. Also of less importance please pray for me; I am having trouble sleeping not knowing what happened to the lady.


We were so glad to see the firetruck at the park today!!! Destiny & Noah were playing wildcat baseball but we filled up the pool with bubbles when we got home to make up for it.










I found this video on a blog for a missionary family from Haiti. It so awesomely sums up the things that have been floating through my mind constantly after reading Melissa Faye Green's "There is no me without you" a few months ago. God has so radically changed my perception of money through our adoption. It is so easy to become disillusioned to the fact that we are RICH. Even though we may BELIEVE that we are middle class. We are truly deceived. Matthew 19:23 "Then Jesus said to his disciples, “I tell you the truth, it is hard for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven." While I know that God wants us to enjoy the blessings that He has given us, He does not want us to to store them up so that we don't have to trust in Him for provision. Our reward is much greater when we give mightily and receive mighty blessing from the Giver of the greatest gifts. We have been so incredibly blessed over the last few months that I am so overwhelmed by emotion at times. I cannot wait to be done fundraising for our adoption so that we can give even more.


I think I need to watch this movie every few weeks to bring me back out of the "American dream" cloud and back into the reality of the world outside of North American wealth. It is so easy to slip back into the comfort of our lives that I forget about the incredible discomfort that most families in the world endure everyday. Lord, please continually open my eyes!



My birthday isn't for a little while (September 5th) 60 days actually, but I am a bit distressed as I will be turning 27 which is officially late 20's. I have heckled my husband for quite some time about being old since he is unmistakably in his late 20's. Now as I enter into this new stage in my life, I will not go quietly. In have a few demands to make this year go well.

First, I am asking that everyone (woman only please) comment on how small my heiney is looking lately even if it has grown substantially due to the influx of chocolate to console my ailing aging heart.

Second, I would like some pointers on how to strut on my left leg. I have quite a good gangster strut on the right side but it looks like I am and trying to samba when I try it on the left. These are important things to know and I don't want to die or break a hip before I perfect my strut bilaterally.

Finally, I would love it if everyone would speak to me with a British or Australian accent. My husband has agreed to do this for the entire year. I explained to him that his Midwestern inflection is the only thing keeping him back from being the "perfect husband." Being the awesome husband he is, he agreed to help me make it through the rough year ahead by going Aussie & Brit interchangeably.

Thank you for making it to the end of my fudgecicle sugar rush, I apologize for any coo coo ness that you may have read.


I want to apologize profusely for my faux crude language. I was rereading my post about waiting... I know there have been a lot of them... well because that is the main ingredient to international adoption.....okay all ranting aside.....in this post.... I wrote "Some times I think this dar n (excuse my language) lesson in patience is killing...." But the font I blog in forms a misspelled curse word that I wouldn't use when you put the r and n next to each other. I just wanted to clarify that I am not really a potty mouth who can't spell.

I have taken swift action and edited it to say "this gosh digity dog (excuse my language) lesson...."


So I sent out our letter to friends and family for the Life International Matching grant. It was very nerve racking to send it out to everyone. It is one thing to tell our story to people we know will give us good reception but to send it to everyone I know, is quite another. I really struggled with being seen as "a nut job" or a "religious freak." Even some family and friends who are Christians often shy away from the tangible workings of the Holy Spirit. But it all comes down to what do I love more? God or what people of this world think of me? It took a lot of mental wrestling to get my mind where it should be. This verse is what brought me to my senses:

"I tell you, whoever acknowledges me before men, the Son of Man will also acknowledge him before the angels of God. But he who disowns me before men will be disowned before the angels of God."Luke 12:8-9

I am slowly working myself out of my complacent Christian shell to tell the story of our adoption...the true story... not the watered down "we really just wanted another baby" story. We have been given an awesome testimony of God's faithfulness when you simply obey and trust. I am so thankful to have be in the midst of such an incredible journey but I am still very weak in telling other about it in a place where people might see me as a "whack job".

At work the other day I was telling a member about our adoption and how everything has just coming together and she said "isn't it funny how everything just works out"....... pause....pause....okay Kimberley open your mouth and tell her that God is faithful.....come on.. come on....stink.....I am such a chicken! I guess it is a learning experience. I wonder when John the Baptist started if we felt like this... probably not. I have felt so guilty since talking to the lady at the Y that I will not make that mistake again. God has given me a story to tell, all I have to do is open my mouth (which has never been a problem before....sheesh!) get over myself (pride is always the problem) and let the good news fly! Bottom line: I hope more people get to experience the awesomeness of feeling so close to God and getting to see a little corner of the map He has laid out for our lives. I am honored to have the opportunity to plant the seeds, just keep reminding me to get my hand out of my pocket and sow..sow...sow.