27 09 2008

Here is a photo of Anna in a stand of bamboo behind our house.

Anna and Sam in a kind of “Indonesian Gothic.”





Hope for Homeschool Kids?

27 09 2008

In a recent World magazine article (subscription required) and column in the Indianapolis Star, Russell Pulliam discusses the background of the two presidential candidates as third culture kids.  Obama’s multi-cultural family background and his time as a boy in Indonesia are fairly well-known now.  McCain was born into a military family in the Canal Zone and spent his childhood growing up in the Pacific.

In the World magazine article, Pulliam discusses a book about third culture kids by Ruth Van Reken.  “Third culture kids, she writes, often have stronger relationships with adults.  They can be perceived as arrogant . . .  The world usually looks different to them because of their multicultural experiences.  Many third culture kids develop a sense of a both/and identity rather than the traditional either/or identity common to those growing up in one culture.”

These characteristics are nothing new to parents of third culture kids.  I had to smile when I read about them being arrogant.  I recall Anna one morning getting dressed up for church or some other event.  She had on a nice dress and her oft-tangled hair was brushed and neat.  A friend of ours walked over to Anna and said to her, “Anna, you look very cute today.”  Anna smiled sweetly back and said, “Yes, I know.”





Power Outages and New (Old) Neighbors

24 09 2008

Despite hearing the non-stop news about the strength and size of hurricane Ike coming into Texas, we were still surprised when on Sunday a week ago it blew into Louisville, KY and knocked out the electricity all across town leaving over 200,000 homes and businesses without power for several days.  Many are still without power.   The effect on us was not too bad.  It reminded us a bit of being back in Indonesia. . .

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Anna as a Baby

22 09 2008

The thing about Anna that seemed to strike everyone was her hair.  It stood straight up off of her head.  As she got older and her hair got longer we thought gravity would kick in at some point and bring it down to earth, or at least flat on the top of her head.  It reached the point where people—usually at church, for some reason—when seeing Anna would comment on how cute she was, and then turning to us and looking quite serious, would say, “You know, there’s something you can do about her hair.”

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Confessing the Faith of Another

21 09 2008

In chapel at Southern seminary two weeks ago I had an interesting experience that gave me a new insight into worship and confession.  Since Anna’s death, we have found worship difficult.  Listening to the word of God preached has always been a blessing.  It is often difficult, but it is always good.  Singing music has been more difficult and not always as much of a blessing.  We have found much of the music more banal than we did before Anna’s death.  It expresses a faith far too casual and breezy for where we are right now. Read the rest of this entry »





A Friend Comments on Anna’s Life and Death

19 09 2008

A friend of ours wrote about Anna after Anna’s memorial service in Richmond, VA back in May.  She asks the question, “How can our lives, like Anna’s, reflect God’s glory,” and gives some practical steps.  Please check it out.





Anna, Shakespeare, and the Significance of a Life

18 09 2008

I think Anna’s love for Shakespeare began from listening to a cassette in our car.  It was part of a large series of stories on cassette told by an expert story-teller.  He took famous stories from history and literature and retold them, skillfully dramatizing the various characters.  This story teller told two stories by Shakespeare—The Taming of the Shrew and A Midsummer Night’s Dream.  We had a few books at home that retold the Shakespeare stories for children and Anna devoured each of them, developing a decided bias for Shakespeare’s comedies over his histories and tragedies.

 

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