tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60133126753150103442024-03-06T01:21:42.961-08:00Close to Gods HeartAmos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-81756126411640239022012-12-13T20:52:00.001-08:002012-12-13T20:52:58.283-08:00Family Updates!<b>Davis Family 2012 Year in Review</b><div>
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<li>Paula celebrated her second 29th birthday. :)</li>
<li>Malachi graduated preschool.</li>
<li>Celebrated our 10 year anniversary!!!</li>
<li>Summer vacation in Yankton, SD with extended Davis Family</li>
<li>Weekend getaway to Harlan reservoir with Paula's family, which included a serious ATV accident (read more about it in older posts titled "Here I Am Lord" Part I and II)</li>
<li>Moved, yet again, but still in Lincoln</li>
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Favorites & Hobbies: </div>
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<i>Malachi</i> - Turned 5 in January. Started Kindergarten at Sheridan Elementary and likes math, library, and recess. Also loves Legos, wrestling, and baseball.</div>
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<i>Elijah</i> - Turned 2 in August. Repeats EVERYTHING anyone says. Loves cars, Thomas the Train, dinosaurs, playing football and being outside.</div>
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<i>Isaac</i> - Turned 1 in October. Loves to smile, make messes, go 'swimming' in the bathtub (and toilet if no one is watching), throwing things down the stairs, and most of all, loves "Little Grandma".</div>
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Merry CHRISTmas and Happy 2013!</div>
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Amos & Paula</div>
Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-35476459155462157052012-11-27T17:56:00.003-08:002012-11-27T17:56:54.598-08:00Leaps & BoundsPaula had a follow up appointment with the surgeon today. He was very pleased with the progress and said that she is making progress in 'leaps and bounds'!!! Praise God. He also said that at this point he does not think he will have to go back in and do any more surgeries. He is 'very confident' that movement and function will continue to improve. She will keep going to therapy two times a week for the next six weeks and then have another checkup. Overall he is quite pleased with the progress.<br />
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<i>May the Lord make your love for each other and for everyone else grow by <u><b>leaps and bounds</b></u>. That’s how our love for you has grown. And when our Lord comes with all of his people, I pray that he will make your hearts pure and innocent in the sight of God the Father. -- 1 Thessalonians 3:12-13</i><br />
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Speaking of boxes, remember the one filled with hatred
towards <i>him</i>? I came across another
box recently…oh, how God cleans out one’s heart that has relented to Him. But
this box is different, I’m not even certain when it was created, in fact I didn't even know it existed within me. Perhaps it was delivered to me by the
evil one, probably when I wasn't keeping proper watch over my heart? <i>I’m so sorry LORD that I did this to You for
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I had unknowingly placed my Rescuer in a box, limiting what
He could do. Not limited entirely, for
my Father is boundless. He is the beginning and the end, my Savior, no one can
box Him in. Although one can box up what is expected of Him. In my prayers I
tell Him what I need, <i>as if the One who
created me </i>wouldn't know my deepest desires. I beg Him to just move in my
life and I am surprised, if not taken back, by tragic events? Was Jesus’ death
on a cross not tragic? Just as I have been wondering what in the world my Lord
is up to, don’t you think the disciples wondered the same as they stared at
Jesus suspended from the cross? Why such brokenness, why so much bloodshed? His
redemptive plan had to be as such for His people had hardened their hearts
toward Him, <i>just as I had</i>. I
foolishly believed the devil’s lies, that I could hate <i>him</i> and still love my God. That I could choose to not forgive <i>him</i> even after my Savior willingly laid
down His life <i>so I could live forgiven</i>.
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This <i>him</i> I spoke
about forgiving was really just a <i>boy</i>
when my heart broke from what I thought were unforgivable acts. Even though I
forgave <i>him</i> only a few days following
my accident the painful event was still burned into my memory from 14 years
before. What does a person do with memories that pop back into front and center
even when you don’t want them to? I think one of the worst tortures of life is
having to relive painful events over and over, powerless to make them stop
invading new moments. A certain name is mentioned or a familiar smell and it
can all come rushing back. What then? Where is the power and freedom of
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Well, for me, there wasn’t proper freedom and I would
suppose it would be much the same for others. But all hope is not lost, not
with Christ in the picture. My God is so good, He didn’t lead me to forgive to
be left torn open, no, <i>His grace is
sufficient</i> (2 Corinthians 12:9). Christ desires to be in on every moment,
every memory, after all it is purely about Him. In His love and mercy, He
gently led me to a safe place with Him. Ideally I would have let Him do this
years ago and saved myself so much heartache but my hesitancy was overcome by a
wonderful mentor that helped lead me back to my Father. She calls it going to
your <i>safe place with Jesus</i>. The best
way to describe it is when I relax my mind, pray to Jesus and ask Him to meet
with me, I always find myself with Him in a field. I close my eyes and slowly
the picture comes into focus in my mind, but it took practice, which is what I had
been doing this past summer before my accident. While reading this some of you
may be saying, <i>wow that is a great
imagination you have there…visualizing yourself somewhere else, sounds a bit
like a relaxation exercise</i>. And, honestly it felt a bit like that at first.
To some, this may be really difficult to grasp, but I believe we are all
created in His image, so my creative mind is also a reflection of His
creativity. Remember that box I’ve been trying to remove from around my God? I
am choosing not to limit Him and His work in me.</div>
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So this field I go to with my Savior feels safe. The sun
shines warm and a breeze moves the grass. In the distance I see mountains, and
there is no worry that anyone else will arrive, its just Jesus and me. A few
weeks ago, my mentor suggested it was time to let Jesus into those painful
memories with <i>him</i>. I knew I was going
to be with Him with the intent of inviting Him into my painful place, but I was
scared. I had been avoiding this moment for years. The days previous I had
begged Him not to let me see it all again, for fear it would tear my heart
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We prayed and then I closed my eyes and was with Jesus. My
mentor asked me what it looked like and I described the familiar place, only
this time a storm was rolling in. Dark, luminous clouds were quickly
approaching and the warmth from the sun was absent. This had never happened to
me before and it felt strange. Fear crept in and my voice was shaking. Oddly
enough, Jesus did not feel absent, I had not been abandoned. My mentor
continued prayers of protection and then she asked me what I looked like in the
field. I looked down at myself and I told her I was covered in blood. More
prayers ensued and then she claimed in Jesus’ name over me for release from a
spirit of defilement. And then it began to rain, warm droplets of water from
Heaven. I looked down to see all the blood wash away, my bare feet covered in
streams of raindrops. All the words and prayers spoken during that time I don’t
recall, I just remember being washed clean with Jesus. My mentor asked me to
ask Jesus about the painful memories. This was hard to release even though I
was safe, I feared what I would remember, but God is good. No new memories
came, just the painfully familiar room, the place I couldn’t get away from
because <i>he</i> was stronger than me. My
mentor asked where Jesus was during the memory and I could see Him nearby. She
had me ask Jesus questions and I just remember Him telling me He only let it go
on for so long, there was a limit to the damage that could be done. And then I
asked Jesus if I could go home and beyond Him the room opened to our field.
Christ took my hand and led me out. We were home in our field and I had on a
perfectly white dress. Christ’s bride has been redeemed. Set free. And I was
happy so Jesus and I played in our field. Afterward, my mentor anointed me with
oil, the only one on hand was Spikenard oil. I asked her about the oil
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I loved how the verse spoke of Jesus’ feet since I had seen
my own feet washed clean when I was with Jesus. I asked her the scripture
reference. She replied that it was from John 12:3. Ah, yes, why wouldn’t God be
complete in His restoration of his daughter? The scripture for me was from the
book of John and <i>his</i> name was John.
Of course, God wants me to see His fingerprints all over my life. Now when
someone references from the book of John I no longer feel pain in my heart but
a reminder of Christ’s endless love for me. How cool is that? Oh, how my
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Seeing glimpses of His heart for me,</div>
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Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-48832638298687096842012-11-01T18:48:00.000-07:002012-11-01T18:48:29.341-07:00Skin is HEALED!!We are almost 3 month from the date of the accident and after two surgeries, Paula's skin is healed up and no more scabs!!! The scars are fairly large and the scar tissue is still causing a few issues but God is great! Physical Therapy is going well (still at three times a week and as much as possible at home). She can straighten her arm down to 8 degrees. Also her fingers, wrist, thumb and hand is starting to get some movement back, praise God. Time and work, time and work. Paula will have another checkup with the surgeon at the end of the month, just to see progress and if anything else needs to change, but she will continue with PT probably three time a week until January at least. Thank you so much for prayer and support.Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-49026975078972206932012-10-02T06:22:00.002-07:002012-10-02T06:22:33.257-07:0015 DegreesPaula still isn't able to move her fingers, wrist, and thumb a whole lot more than before, but just because she can move it at all the therapist is still very optimistic that she will get it all back. As far as the elbow, the skin in not quite healed but getting really close! At therapy, at the end she could straighten her elbow to 15 degrees (with 0 being totally extended). After surgery in Kearney at the very beginning, the dr thought she may only ever get it back to 30 degrees!! Praise Jesus. Most of the therapy is them moving the arm, but her range of motion and muscle should continue to get better. She is still doing therapy 3 times a week, and as much as possible at home. She also got special silicone that she has to put on her arm and wrap at nights. As far as a timeline and a plan, Paula will go back to the surgeon next Thursday for a monthly checkup, will probably continue the therapy 3 times a week for a few more months. The therapist thinks over the next 4-5 months she should start to get function and movement back, and get back to somewhat 'normal'. Things are getting better and we cannot express how thankful we are for all the support and prayers from everyone. Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-35177830942775004422012-09-22T07:16:00.003-07:002012-09-22T07:16:35.189-07:00ProgressWe got the stitches out last Thursday. Dr. Gove said that the skin looked 'pretty good'. Paula started physical therapy last Friday and will go three time a week for a month or two. Right now there are still big scabs on the inside of the elbow, with scars on both sides of her elbow across, and now with the last surgery another incision scar about 8 inches on the inside of her arm. With help, her elbow can extend to 40 degrees, she can move her fingers and thumb an inch or so, and her wrist about the same. Her skin is trying to attach itself to the muscle so Paula has to push and rub her arm and right on the incision. She has had to continue on the higher pain medicine due to physical therapy and the home therapy. Thank you so much for all the support, prayers and help. We have no idea what we would do without it!!!Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-65826499793803820032012-09-06T19:11:00.001-07:002012-09-06T19:11:13.290-07:00Here I am Lord (Part 1)<br />
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It has been over a month since the accident. I could give a
lengthy list of all I cannot do because of the injury…I haven’t driven a car or
made a legible grocery list. I cannot change diapers or even pick up my
children. Did I mention that Isaac is at my most favorite age of discovery
mixed with baby, yet I haven’t seen him for over a week and a half? Oh, but it
gets better, there is no time line this side of Heaven of when I will get
better and both my surgeons frown a little when they mention the condition of
my elbow. When will I be able to finally have my arm unwrapped, take a shower
without a trash bag tied around it? When will I get to make adult decisions
without trying to think through the mental fog this strong pain medication puts
me in? What if I get addicted to the sleeping pills? What if I can never
straighten my arm? What if it always hurts like it does right now even with the
pain medicine? What if…what if nothing is ever the same? What if I will always
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You know it is funny how God moves. I had been praying for
Him to make me follow Him. I don’t want anything more than to be close to Him,
but all too often my prayers were ones of apologies for not spending any time
with Him. I basically ignored the love of my life, day in and day out. And then
He recenters me in mere moments. I have never been in an accident before. I
have known physical pain but most was expected (i.e. child birth). I had never before experienced a mishap where one second
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I remember the sensation of my arm being injured but it didn’t
register as pain initially. I recall seeing the ground near my face as the ATV
rolled and then calling out to Amos that my arm was broken. I remember expecting
to look down and see my right arm bent a funny way, as broken bones often look.
And then as I lowered my eyes to it I saw the inside of my arm, layers of
tissue flapping open and I was suddenly very sad. Blood and wounds do not alarm
me; I remember how excited I was to sit in an ER when my brother had accidently
cut his foot wide open. I watched as the doctor cleaned and stitched him
together. My mother was a surgical nurse at the time and I grew up feeling that
hospitals were safe places full of people willing to mend broken bodies. But I
knew my body was torn open and I was in the middle of a field, far from help
and a hospital. I was hanging by my seat belt as Amos turned the ATV from its
side. I remember seeing the fear in his eyes as he looked at my arm and me
telling him to start driving. I have since tried to imagine how it would have
felt for him. He has told me that my blood was shooting out with little extra
bursts following the rhythm of my heart’s beat. I did not know this as I never
again looked down at the wound. And it is now in hindsight that I see how God
was orchestrating my rescue. As the floor board of the ATV began filling with
blood, lapping over the sides of my flip flops, God told me to tell Amos to put
a tourniquet on my arm. Amos has told me since the accident that his first
thought was, a tourniquet, we don’t have a tourniquet! But I had already called
out to God and He was there, so even though I didn’t know Amos’ thoughts, I
told Amos to take his shirt off and wrap it around my arm above the elbow. And
he did just that, wrapped it around loosely. It was at that point that I
realized I was dying. I didn’t need to look down to know I was losing blood; I
could feel it leaving me with every beat of my heart. It felt as if I couldn’t
catch my breath, my surroundings began fading away, but Jesus was there. The
very Man that chose to let His blood run out for me, was there to rescue me.
Through my weakness I yelled for Amos to stop driving and tie the tourniquet.
At this point Amos was yelling about not knowing what to do and God calmly had
me tell him to tie it, Amos hesitated and I insisted, saying tie it, tighter, <i>tighter!</i> I could hear the fabric ripping
and instantly life returned to me. I remember saying aloud that I felt better.
Amos began driving again all the while mumbling frantic prayers, asking Him to
lead us out of the field; a 9 mile long ATV course that neither of us was
familiar with. I heard him in the back of my mind but I was saying my own
prayers begging God to let me live to see my three little boys grow up. Then I
heard Him speak tenderly to me, to use my left arm to lift up my right arm. I raised
it above my head and draped it on the top of my helmet. I felt so broken and I
told Jesus I would forgive, just please LORD <i>show</i> me <i>how</i> to forgive <i>him</i>; a man that had hurt me 14 years
ago. I had taken the pain and fit it into a box, slammed the lid shut and
pushed it back into the recesses of my mind. For several years now I have given
my all to Christ, telling Him to take control of my marriage, releasing each of
my children to His plan for them, asking God to lead me in His will for my
life, given Him everything <i>except</i> for
that pesky box full of hatred and bitterness. That one place I didn’t think I
could ever, ever revisit. I can’t even fathom how many times He has reminded me
of my need to let go and forgive and I would shake my head no to the very
suggestion. But in those moments following the accident, wondering if I would
live, my body reeled at the thought of standing before My Father’s throne of
grace with a heart full of unforgiveness.</div>
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I imagine now that as I relented control to God in those
moments of desperation, seeking His path of forgiveness, there was a shift in
the spiritual realm. That box of hatred in my heart was fuel for the enemy to
tramp on beauty in my life. As I am typing these truths my oldest son cries out
from his room that he is scared and so I pray with him for protection from the
enemy. Ah, spiritual warfare, if Eve could have only seen the effects her
single act of disobedience would have on our world. And perhaps it is there
that lies an answer, my choice to not forgive <i>him</i>…would it have seeped into every generation following me? Would
that large root of bitterness reach out and tightly wrapped itself around my
children’s hearts? Whatever the consequences may have been, I can tell you now
that after only a few days following the accident, I forgave <i>him</i>. I <i>forgave</i> him. Freedom
from sin is a beautiful thing and I am free.</div>
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Inching closer to God's heart,</div>
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Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-31343123414461710202012-08-24T20:35:00.000-07:002012-08-24T20:35:50.756-07:00Two steps forward 1 step backTuesday Eli came down with a 102 fever, Paula felt cruddy so we went to see Dr Maly our chiropractor Wednesday morning and Eli felt better the rest of the day, but we also went back to Kearney on Wednesday because of pain and general feeling of something wrong. Skin is not looking too good right around the inside of the elbow, and the driving has been pretty hard on Paula so reluctantly we are switching Dr's to Lincoln. Dr. Buchman, you will never realize how greatful we are to you! Thursday morning Eli threw up and spent most of the day on the couch, Isaac also came down with a fever and by last night it was above 104. Thankfully we had some help as Donna and Molly were here to lend a hand (4 extra actually!) He had a high fever all day, finally fell asleep after another adjustment and has woken up and fever down to 100.7. Oh, and by the way Malachi fell on the corner of our brick fireplace and had a goose egg an inch above his eye on Wednesday, had a bloody nose in bed last night and went to the school nurse today! God, you do have a funny sense of humor some times. Please give me wisdom, strength and peace.<br />
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Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him. But when he asks, he mush believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. James 1:1-6Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-30529489604878428132012-08-20T18:44:00.001-07:002012-08-20T18:44:12.255-07:00Stitches Out!Went to Kearney today to get stitches out and just a general update:<br />
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The skin around the stitches was too moist inside the cast which created a few problems and caused the skin to gap open (just slightly) after the stitches were taken out, so the Dr. used tape to get it back together. Also the bottom part of the elbow was quite moist and skin was peeling and not as good as the rest but was fairly normal according to the Dr. He wrapped in heavily in gauze and then put a splint on it with more wrap. Paula has been in quite a bit of pain since we left and is concerned about the splint (more concerned about the boys hurting it!!) The cast provided more protection but obviously it needs to breathe more. So, we will go back and see him next Monday and asses the progress. As far as info we got; We go back in a week, depending on how the skin looks, we MAY get a brace instead of a splint. He would like to get her to slightly start moving the elbow joint with help. No timetable for therapy or recovery yet. At this point, Paula can move her fingers about 1", or 1 1/2". No movement in the thumb or wrist at this point. Jesus, please help us to trust you as we know that your plan is the greatest. Glory to You!<br />
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Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord, and whose trust is the Lord. --Jeremiah 17:23Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-75987863246041415042012-08-14T19:57:00.002-07:002012-08-14T19:57:21.515-07:00Rash?Yesterday, I took Paula in to see the doctor because she had an allergic reaction and a rash all over her body. We switched the pain medicine and the antibiotics along with some extra medicine for the rash!! Things look to be better today as far as the rash goes. As far as the arm, not much is new, but she can still move her fingers little by little, and thought maybe she could move her wrist just a bit (it is still in the cast)!! We will go get the cast off on Monday, the 20th in Kearney, so he can take the stitches out and asses the arm as a whole. From that point, we are not sure what the plan will be, so please continue to pray for Dr. Buchman so he will know exactly what he sees and also what the best action will be. Please keep Paula in your prayers, that her skin and stitches will look their best on Monday, and that she will quickly gain strength and movement in her hand!!Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-88544331794278782422012-08-09T21:12:00.000-07:002012-08-09T21:36:00.288-07:00Giving Thanks to God!!Saturday afternoon August 4th, we were driving an ATV (Polaris Razor) on a course by Harlan County Reservoir, we were making a turn, the front passenger tire caught and rolled from Paula's passenger side and landed on the drivers side. I flipped it back on its wheels, Paula was amazingly calm and told me I had to put a tourniquet on her arm (as it was pouring blood). I got my shirt tied around her arm and started driving back. Paula said she heard God tell her to also raise her arm above her head. We got back to the start of the course where Paula's mom, Malachi and three cousins were. They called 911 at 4:04 Saturday afternoon. It took the ambulance 14 minutes to get there! Amazingly fast (even though it felt like 4 times that long) and then to the Alma Hospital. The life flight helicopter had already been called before we made it to the hospital so by about 5 pm she was already in the ER in Kearney. I was not able to ride on the helicopter, but Aunt DiAnn McNally (Donna's sister) was there waiting for her. At that point I went from thinking I had lost the love of my life, to thinking that she was going to live but would probably lose her arm, so on the way to Kearney, I made 2 calls and prayers started like a wildfire, (we have since heard many great prayer stories, ie, one of Paula's fellow Tuesday morning bible study ladies Mom lives in Alma and started praying for whoever was in the helicopter when the sirens went off only to find out later it was Paula!) I made it to Kearney to find an ER waiting room full of family and friends!! We prayed as a group and then I went in to see Paula. (they wouldn't let me in right away :) The Dr. came in looked everything over and warned that the nerves were probably completely severed beyond repair and even the skin would be hard to save. Dr. Buchman let me pray over him and Paula before they headed into surgery. Then the wait began and around 11:00 they called and said they would be out with an update in 30 minutes, but this is hospital time we are talking. At around 12:00am the Dr came in and told us the radial nerve was not severed, but only smashed and bruised!! He said he was able to repair almost all the nerves, muscles, tendons, etc!! Then another Dr came in to tell us that she was incredibly lucky because when they first started surgery, in his words, "It did not look good" and again using his words "she must have had someone or something watching out for her". Glory to God!!<br />
The next few days were probably as expected with most surgeries, pain meds, sickness, fevers. We were dismissed from the hospital on Tuesday, but still had much pain, nausea, fever, etc, but they said it was time to go. We made it home and for the most part stayed the same. We had a follow up appointment today (Thursday) and he took the bandages off and said "well that looks much better than I had expected" meaning the skin. He said he was fully expecting the skin to be dead and have to do skin grafts, but today said he thought absolutely none would be needed! <br />
So Paula cannot move her arm, elbow wrist or thumb, but can move her fingers slightly toward a fist. If it goes as planned, stitches will come out on August 20th, and she may be able to move her wrist, thumb and fingers in 3-4 weeks. In another 3-4 months she may be able to move her arm some!! Again Glory to God!! I have been told many times over the last few days that everyone feels sorry for us and what a tragedy? Today I am looking through a different perspective. During this roller coaster ride I went from thinking that I might be planning a funeral and becoming a widow with three boys to raise, to spending yesterday, my birthday, all day with Paula. Today I got to shave her legs and wash her hair! Will this be an extremely hard road ahead? Yes. Will some days ahead seem too tough to handle? Yes. But today? Today I am giving thanks to God for what he has given me! Today I know that My God still performs miracles!!<br />
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Romans 8:38<br />
"And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from his love. Death can't, and life can't. The angels can't, and the demons can't. Our fears for today, our worries about tomorrow, and even the powers of hell can't keep God's love away.Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-31508250790855458392011-10-15T23:46:00.000-07:002011-10-15T23:46:57.796-07:00From 3 to 5!Just sitting here in the hospital realizing that tomorrow we are scheduled to go home (both Paula and Isaac are sacked out). 3 months ago we were a family of 3, and tomorrow we go back to our home as a family of 5! God...what can I say? Your plan is always better than mine, and it makes me wonder why I try so hard to keep my plan instead of submitting to yours. 11 months ago, you said we would have a son, then on December 30th we received a referral of a little 4 month old boy. I doubted you because he was so far away and I worried because so many things could go wrong. A month or so later you showed us that we were pregnant. I doubted you because of the past, and I worried because, yes, so many things could go wrong! On July 11th, Elijah was in my arms forever, and you proved to me that so many things can go right. But, still I doubted you and worried. I tried to use my own strength. Paula was admitted into the hospital with Shigella for four days in July and I worried because so many things could go wrong. You pulled us through. Yesterday we came to the hospital about 6:15am and I doubted you, and I worried because so many things could go wrong. At 3:00pm yesterday when Isaac was born, you showed me that so many things can go right!! So I sit here now and my mind comes up with all the things that could go wrong. Help me remember that you are beside me (and leading me). You are my rock. Help me to lean on you. Jesus open my eyes, show me all the things that can go right and show me how powerful you are!<br />
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<sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-15892" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;">18</sup> Open my eyes to see<br />
the wonderful truths in your instructions.</div></span>Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-71505314361492439762011-10-04T18:36:00.001-07:002011-10-04T18:36:44.571-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPdgEONY8JGQ66Vj0iKb7d7fQLxE5Nt32m8QhMUSwFNBRto6zvs1jnGJLeunEQmExv9_DvasymFgTKTLBlwkq-qMOHqu4qKUXBdqmuPjaXStg_YTBZLTiD3TgM2KI2pKAhjdlTRJVqrR0/s1600/20110913_72.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPdgEONY8JGQ66Vj0iKb7d7fQLxE5Nt32m8QhMUSwFNBRto6zvs1jnGJLeunEQmExv9_DvasymFgTKTLBlwkq-qMOHqu4qKUXBdqmuPjaXStg_YTBZLTiD3TgM2KI2pKAhjdlTRJVqrR0/s320/20110913_72.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br />
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AmosAmos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-51907593671271549382011-08-06T11:17:00.000-07:002011-08-06T11:17:08.186-07:00Photos from May Trip<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTU4SOo5fseMlqVuMJahYWAplpoP8GQrrXRzoPFDUhfJTwcyFlqoXgXtjTzMIpdIDBCwkwh_Uc3TLJ6fhHhrFSd9s0cmdSS3JXKbxH_YPhEmQ15sG9-c_Hfy6hTCeeNNDaKwJFJB2OZuA/s1600/20110526_13.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTU4SOo5fseMlqVuMJahYWAplpoP8GQrrXRzoPFDUhfJTwcyFlqoXgXtjTzMIpdIDBCwkwh_Uc3TLJ6fhHhrFSd9s0cmdSS3JXKbxH_YPhEmQ15sG9-c_Hfy6hTCeeNNDaKwJFJB2OZuA/s1600/20110526_13.JPG" /></a></div><br />
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AmosAmos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-3100733699626196872011-07-15T15:51:00.000-07:002011-07-15T15:51:34.596-07:00This is for real!!Okay, so I know everyone just wants to see pictures but I can't find the camera!! I know it made it home because we took a few when we got home... Here is a quick summary of the trip.<br />
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Day 1& 2 - I left Lincoln Airport at 12:30 pm on July 7th, few to Denver (yeah I know it is the wrong directions but saved about $300!!) then to Frankfurt, Germany and on to Addis Ababa and got there July 8th, Friday at 9:00 pm. I waited at the baggage claim, and waited, and waited and waited. With my 1 of 2 bags I went over to the baggage claim. Baggage claims I am sure are hard enough talking to someone with good English (I had never lost baggage up to this point.) but finally got it tracked back to Frankfurt and would be back the next day, and luckily it was the bag of donations and baby stuff that I would not need until Sunday.<br />
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Day 3 - Left the "hotel" at 7:00 am and headed to Halaba Kulito where Elijah was born. When I signed up for the trip I thought it was a 3 hour trip, but ended up being about 6 hour drive in a van not much more comfortable than the plane. I made it there and met Elijah's birth mother (Alemtsahey Abera) at the original orphanage, which was nice to also get pictures of. I was able to video tape the whole conversation which was very nice so I didn't have to write anything down or try to remember anything. We gave her a picture book and were able to ask question of her about her, about the father, about Elijah, etc. She of course did not speak English but had a translator that did a good job. It was hard and awkward but was very glad to do it. We then drove to Awassa, a larger city in the area and spent the night. They actually had mosquito nets around the bed! I had always heard of them but never in my life imaged ever having to use one!<br />
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Day 4 (Sunday, July 10th) - Went to a "animal park". The highlight was feeding the monkey and having them on my head/shoulders eating. Didn't really dawn on me until after we were back in the van that monkeys are known for diseases of all kinds and that Paula had told me to be careful not to get sick or infected! Ooops. We then took a boat ride to see some hippos, which sounds really cool but because they can get mean we were only able to see them from 30 yards away in the water all I could see was their eyes and nostrils. After lunch we headed back to Addis. We got back at about 6:30 and went straight to the orphanage to pick up Eli. They had to wake him up, then changed his clothes and was "forever in my arms". We then drove to the airport where thankfully the bag was waiting for me!! Back to the hotel and tried to feed Eli a bottle of formula, which the orphanage does not use bottles but cups for sanitary reasons. He ate about 1 1/2 oz then after a few minutes of bouncing in my arms I laid him down held his hand and he fell asleep until 5:40! <br />
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Day 5 - Got up and fed him another 1 1/2 oz, ate breakfast and left for our US Embassy appt. By 10:00 we were done and heard the words "Your adoption is now completed and finalized." Wow what an amazing feeling. (While in the waiting room he finally got his appetite and ate 5 oz.) After the embassy we went back to the orphanage for a farewell ceremony, which consisted of cake cutting (they insisted that he "help" cut the cake with a 10" knife!! Yeah a little different than here!), pop, other "food" and goodbyes. After that we went back to the hotel and just hung out together. By this time he had really gotten an appetite and was drinking 5 oz every 2 hours and helping me eat my meals.<br />
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Day 6, Tuesday July 12 - Eli slept from 9:00 pm to 7:00 am!! Not much planned today. After we pass Embassy we have to wait 48 hours for his US visa to be processed. Just stayed at the hotel until about 5 when we went to the adoption agency's (Bethany Christian Services) office to meet with the doctor. Let's just say I didn't put a lot of stock into what he said since he called him a "her" 4 times, after which I finally corrected him! haha. Back to the hotel and ready for supper and bed.<br />
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Day 7 & 8- He slept all night again and ate breakfast, then went back to the agency's office to get passport, visa, immunization records, adoption court records, etc. After that we went out to eat at a French Cuisine and then back to the hotel. We packed and then they came to pick us up for the airport at 8:00. I will sum it up here because the trip home really wasn't THAT bad, and I don't feel like complaining. We got home at 2:30. Paula, Malachi, & Paula's mom and grandma picked us up and made a welcome sign for us! Malachi was very happy with Eli and even washed his hair and whole body with soap when we got home!! We both went to sleep about 7:00. This time I slept though the night and he woke up once.<br />
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Day 9, today July 15th - Back to work and the grindstone. Paula went to the dr. and he has double ear infection:(, and then got pocked a few time which he didn't like. We got a prescription for the ear infection and for the diaper rash.<br />
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Welcome Home Elijah! We Love You!Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-49018334881535388152011-07-14T19:14:00.000-07:002011-07-14T19:14:23.426-07:00Made it home!Amos and Elijah arrived home safely this afternoon and are both resting now! Elijah has the worst diaper rash I have ever seen, where his skin is bleeding at every diaper change. Thankfully, we have an appt with a pediatrician tomorrow morning to check him out (we think he may have an ear infection too) and review immunization records, etc. He was a little upset this evening, but I think he is just so overwhelmed by everything that is new to him. Amos was beyond exhausted and at the airport commented on how he felt like he was covered in formula, drool and diarrhea. Every diaper Elijah has had has been diarrhea, so we are wondering what that is about. Other than that, they are doing well, just have their days and nights somewhat turned around and the only person Elijah wants is Amos. They have bonded so well! God is so good and I am so thankful. Still doesn't seem real that he is sleeping in his crib right now and only a few days ago was still in the orphanage. Wow. Well, we will post pictures and update everyone on the trip very soon. Thanks for all the prayers and well wishes!<br />
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PaulaAmos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-62652140607713557332011-07-13T17:29:00.000-07:002011-07-13T17:29:23.606-07:00Message #4 from Ethiopia<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Amos sent this message at about noon our time:</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Plane leaves in 3 hours. Heading to the airport in 15 minutes. We are READY to be home!</span></i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">So exciting! I almost can't believe this process is complete!! Amos and Elijah have 20 more hours of traveling ahead of them! Please pray that they can get adequate rest and nutrition before arriving home and that both of them are free from illness and can have some R & R after they arrive! </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Can you imagine...Elijah hasn't even been anywhere besides the orphanage since between 1 and 2 months old. Soooo many new things to see and a lot of new faces. Praising God for His faithfulness<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">!</span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Feeling close to God's Heart,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Paula</span></span>Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-36562425698242457152011-07-11T22:58:00.000-07:002011-07-11T22:58:41.941-07:00Message #3 from Ethiopia<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">This just in from Amos: </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><i>I picked him up Sunday at 6:00 pm. He didn't cry one time and fell asleep at 9:00, and slept until 5:40! Monday he took three naps, ate whatever I gave him and slept from 9:00 until 7:00 this morning! I better send this before I get shut down! Love you all, thanks</i>.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Sounds like an angel, huh? Just can't wait....</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">Paula</span>Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-70747030371898565922011-07-11T22:46:00.000-07:002011-07-11T22:46:00.561-07:00Message #2 from EthiopiaI was checking voice messages on my phone when I heard one that began, "This is Heather from Bethany Christian Services and I am calling you about Amos..." Let's just say that I think my heart stopped beating for a few seconds until she finished her explanation! She said that Amos had made it back from the birth family trip and that we have successfully passed our Embassy appointment. And that was all that was shared. I can draw some conclusions though...before heading to the Embassy appointment, Amos would have stopped to pick Elijah up from the orphanage...for good!! Whoo, hoo. The day when your child leaves the orphanage forever is loving called, "Gotcha Day" and Elijah's just happened to fall on 7-11-11, kinda fun! I wish I knew how both of them were feeling and what it was like for Amos to feed or bath Elijah for the first time. Oh, well, I guess I will find out soon enough. On Saturday I was throwing myself a pity party and so after a while I opened my Bible up to Romans, just randomly trying to find some kind of comfort. I turned one page and found a small devotion written by Max Lucado, entitled "God Has Adopted Us". Here it is:<br />
<i>"When we come to Christ, God not only forgives us, He also adopts us. Through a dramatic series of events, we go from condemned orphans with no hope to adopted children with no fear. Here is how it happens. You come before the judgement seat of God full of rebellion and mistakes. Because of His justice He cannot dismiss your sin, but because of His love He cannot dismiss you. So, in an act which stunned the Heavens, He punished Himself on the cross for your sins. God's justice and love are equally honored. And you, God's creation, are forgiven. But the story doesn't end with God's forgiveness....</i><br />
<i>It would be enough if God just cleansed your name, but He does more. He give you His name. It would be enough if God just set you free, but He does more. He takes you home...</i><br />
<i>Adoptive parents understand this more than anyone. I certainly don't mean to offend any biological parents - I'm one myself. We biological parents know well the earnest longing to have a child. But in many cases our cribs were filled easily. We decided to have a child and a child came. In fact, sometimes the child came with no decision. I've heard of unplanned pregnancies, but I've never heard of an unplanned adoption.</i><br />
<i>That's why adoptive parents understand God' passion to adopt us. They know what it means to feel an empty space inside. They know what it means to hunt, to set out on a mission, and take responsibility for a child with a spotted past and a dubious future. If anybody understands God's ardor for His children, it's someone who has rescued an orphan from despair, for that is what God has done for us. </i><br />
<i>God has adopted you. God sought you, found you, signed the papers and took you home."</i><br />
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I remember reading it and smiling, knowing that even though I felt alone, not knowing what was happening in Ethiopia, God knows, and He knows my heart. He has provided just enough for me to get by and keep relying on Him. And He knew that was all I really needed. What a wonderful Creator!<br />
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Paula <i> </i><br />
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</i>Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013312675315010344.post-30971742727971656512011-07-08T17:51:00.000-07:002011-07-08T17:51:47.587-07:00Message #1 from Ethiopia<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">Amos has arrived safely in Ethiopia, praise the LORD! (Satan has been taunting me with thoughts of the plane crashing). Here is the message he sent via Facebook:</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Paula, my love, I made it!!! Me and only one of my bags!! Since you packed everything for me (thanks again) I didn't know what all I would have. I have the small suitcase which has everything I need for the birth mother trip, Picture book, my clothes, and camcorder. Nothing for the little guy so lets hope it makes it here tomorrow! I Love You and thanks everyone else for the help and support</i>.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">I am so thankful for the one bag that made it! Amos will be leaving (Ethiopia is 8 hours ahead of us so he will be leaving in only a few hours) to go to where Elijah was born...rural, southern Ethiopia. The capital of Ethiopia, Addis </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">Abba, is at an elevation above where mosquitoes can live so there is no risk of malaria, yellow fever and the like. However, once he leaves the capital, continuing to a hotter, lower elevation, Amos is at a high risk for infected mosquitoes. I remember my grandfather having malaria from the Korean war and it was really rough on him (he eventually ended up with </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">Parkinsons, heart/lung complications and Alzheimers). Of course, I need to just rest in the LORD's provision and that His plan is for Amos to remain healthy...but we all know that sometimes that just isn't part of His plan. My prayers are for complete protection from illness, but more importantly that I will accept whatever the Lord does. That sometimes in illness we learn more of who He is, that brokenness is part of this world we live in and not until Heaven will any of us here understand the freedom from sin God intended for us. Hallelujah!!</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">Please be praying Amos will remember to take the antibiotic he was prescribed (in case he is bitten it will prevent malaria from being deadly) and that he is completely covered from head to toe, with not only the 98% deet bug spray I got for him but also covered with a hedge of protection from God. </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">The birth family trip was optional but we decided that it would be a blessing for Elijah's birth mom to meet the ones God has provided for him to be able to leave the orphanage and to give her all the photos we have received and taken of Elijah since she hasn't seen her son for over 8 months and probably has no pictures of him. It is funny what perspective can do...we created a small photo album to give her and we have heard that these are such cherished items, I am sure she will hold onto it forever. God, thank you for blessing me so much, I am not sure why you chose me, but I am grateful! I think of how much I miss AJ, and yet I know where he is and who cares for him, the One that cares for me! My pain of losing AJ will probably never compare to the pain of her loss. She had to give Elijah up to ensure his survival, a selfless act, whereas, if I could choose right now to bring AJ here from Heaven I probably would, to be here with me. Out of my selfishness I would want him here, but that would mean he would have to endure the hardships of this life rather than the completeness of Heaven. I ask the LORD to work in her heart, to free her from any bondage the devil has over her for the choices she has made. And that Amos can be a light in the darkness of her loss, that instead of just pain she can experience the freedom that can only come from Christ. That we can somehow be as much of a blessing to her life as the life of Elijah will be to us. Being close to God's heart is like a bird being set free from a cage. Lord please set her free!</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">Praying for freedom and protection,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">Paula</span></span>Amos & Paula Davishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12283712601268872193noreply@blogger.com3