May 16, 2011
I’m running the half marathon at the Fargo Marathon on Saturday. Half always sounds incomplete. I often say, “I’m only doing the half,” like 13.1 miles is somehow insignificant. I also often fundraise only “halfway” because I have such a hard time asking people for money. But in an effort to make the world a bit of a better place and to try not to guilt anybody into giving money, here’s my challenge. Meet me halfway.
You can take part in one (or both) of two ways (option two is even “donation free”):
1. You pledge a donation of $13.10 to one (or more) of my children’s charities (since its the “KLVY Run For the Children Half Marathon). I will match your donation for a grand total of $26.20 (like a full marathon). Please commit to pledge via the comment section or via email. My charities (which I have all worked with personally) are: China Service Ventures, Casa de Fe orphanage and Compassion International. Yes, this half marathon is sponsored by the letter “C.”
2. You make an inspirational sign and display it along the half marathon route. In order for me to properly identify the signs, they should start with, “At least you aren’t running to [insert name of distant place].” Please don’t write my name, so that all runners can feel like the sign is for them. For each sign I identify, I will donate $13.10 to my charities (split evenly among all). So make sure I notice your sign (or at least take a picture of you holding it along the route).
Thanks for meeting me halfway! See you on Saturday!
January 22, 2011
Happy 2011! It’s been a while since I’ve blogged, partially because I’ve had so many incredible moments, that I couldn’t decide what to blog about. So here is a rundown of the past month or so.
I’ll begin with my last post about Tristan’s adoption/baptism. The adoption/baptism was really the most incredible part, but I must also mention God’s protection of me while I was driving home. For the last 30 miles, I drove in whiteout conditions and even was passed by a semi-truck.
This is what it looked like while I was driving. I can't help but love North Dakota!
I prayed and kept watching the mile markers to make sure I was still on the road. I thought about stopping but didn’t know where I could or how anyone else could avoid crashing into me in those conditions. So I kept going, even as I listened to the lyrics, “It doesn’t show signs of stopping. And I’ve brought some corn for popping. So since we’ve no place to go. Let it snow. Let it snow. Let it snow.” I’ve never disagreed more, but nevertheless, I made it safely home.
NYC on NYE with my BFFs
The next incredible moments came over my Christmas break. First, I must mention that I am blessed to work at Concordia College, where I get almost two weeks off for Christmas
Here I am with my new New York-appropriate haircut.
break. And thanks to my Delta frequent flier miles, I had a $10 trip to take. So after an amazing Christmas with my family, I set out from Fargo to begin my journey. With a new haircut, skinny jeans and boots (just in case, I saw Stacy and Clinton from “What Not to Wear” on the streets of New York), I was fully prepared. Here is a summary of some of the incredibleness that took place:
- By flying into Tennessee to meet my friend Evie, traveling to South Carolina to meet my friend Amy and taking the Megabus from North Carolina to New York, I was able to cover ten states and have ten legs of my journey (two cars, four busses, and four airplanes).
- We had tried to use connections to find free housing in NYC and failed. I had given up and was resorting to bid on a hotel we couldn’t afford on Priceline when my aunt generously offered us her hotel reward points, for not one, but three nights in NYC. Moreover, our hotel was about five blocks from Times Square, making our pilgrimage on New Year’s much quicker and safer. What an answered prayer! Oh, and our hotel did not have bedbugs!
- Evie and I were on “Good Morning, America” on New Year’s Eve, and not only did we
Here we are with Robin Roberts. My big gold hat would come in handy later when we needed find each other in Times Square.
get on television and befriend members of the NYPD and host Robin Roberts, but I got this incredible gold hat that I wore on the streets of New York. I’ve never enjoyed wishing people a Happy New Year more, as people could not help but notice my hat.
- Did you know you are one in a million? Well, I was when we went to Times Square to watch the ball drop. We made it through the checkpoints (well, mobs of people pounding into Times Square) and also made new friends from around the world (Germany, Canada and South Carolina, to name a few). I
Here we are with some of our new friends. Nothing like eight hours of standing with 1.5 million other people to create an instant bond!
wasn’t a big fan of standing for over eight hours without a public restroom or food vendors, but I do feel like I have a greater understanding of the universal human experience.
- It was entirely incredible to spend time with two of my best friends for a week. And as God would work it out, I successfully avoided both the New York City blizzard and the Fargo blizzard (making many jealous that I was in the best place for New Year’s, and they were stuck in the worst. I did see the 100-car pileup on GMA though!).
Stay tuned (or keep your eyes focused) for more incredibleness to come!
December 15, 2010
This weekend, Tristan became a permanent member of God's family and ours!
We welcomed Tristan into our family and God’s this weekend. First, God claimed Him as His child through baptism.
God claimed Tristan as His own through baptism.
Then my parents adopted him as their son, and the rest of us, as our brother. It was beautiful (Read a generic copy of the baptism and adoption ceremony)!
We all made promises to Tristan to love Him and be His family forever.
After journeying through adoption with my parents, I am awestruck by the grand measures that God took to adopt us as His children. I tried to convey this in writing a song for Tristan performed with my brother Nathan during the ceremony.
As I prepare for Christmas–wrapping presents, singing Christmas carols, baking cookies, I consider the preparations God made to send His son to Earth–finding God-fearing parents, teaching Jesus how to be a human, telling His son that He would be given life only to have it taken away in the cruelest of deaths, reminding Him that it would be worth it all in the end.
God planned before the creation of the world to claim us as His children. Our old sinful selves are buried, and we have been made alive with Christ to be eternal members of His family. That’s incredible!