Not from barbara...

I read from a good author something about memories.

Not like the song from streisand... This is where kathy starts singing the song from cats...

No, more like the things we so often forget but are actually worth remembering.
The things that have made us who we are.. Of course we see the results either way, but they are usually due to a person, a laugh or lots of tears....

The author wrote about a friend who carries a notebook around with him and anytime he remembers something, he writes it down. :)

What if we remembered everything?

I've wondered, what if i remembered my entire childhood? Would i be different? Would those i grew up with be different?

I've considered and even started writing memories down in hope of remembering more... but stopped after the first entry. True be, if i wrote everything i remembered as it submerges to the front... There'd be a lot of work..... and i think a large number of them would bring more than just smiles and giggles.

What if it is a huge way to healing?

What if we should do this?

The pen companies would see an increase im sales... for anyone into stocks, here's an investment!

Maybe we'd all be wholer people. Good at forgiving and remembering all the grace we were shown...




Hmmmm




Much love

New roles

Its always been too long since i wrote last time... Sometimes truer, and sometimes less.

Though there is only a couple of to write as much as i can, i am pleased to write at all.

The best news is that we are now parents!!!! Though the little one is still chillen in the womb, we are already learning to take on our new and exciting rolls as parents. May God help us!

Now i must go back to work but will spill more on the digital sheet again soon.

Much love!

snow storms, cp and burning wishes

it is so neat to read blogs from others that it inspires me to write as well.
i have thought that my/our lives have been rather eventlos in the last weeks or months but realize that that is not true in the slightest! so no more putting off writing but instead sending this invitation to a new season of prayer, work and excitment.

Me:

i have now been at exxpozed for a month and a half already. the unemployment days ended finally at the end of september and life started moving rapidly since then. exxpozed is a mountain sport store a half hour south of memmingen where we live. i get to take the train everyday and spend loads of time just thinking, praying and reading. i am almost done reading a german book i started a couple years ago. haha.

at the end of october was my birthday and thus my birthday trek!!! we were 9 people on the first day, 6 camped the first night then we were 2 for the second day and night til sunday when we went back to civilisation. the entire action was a blessing in disguise. a couple weeks before it, God spoke to my heart that we are to pray for Allgäu (the region of southern germany where we live.) So the second day, the two of us (a new friend and i) climbed up two different glorious peaks and praise God up there as well as prayed for Allgäu. it was amazing. the day started out rainy as the others hiked back down and we dressed up for the occassion and started off! by the time we were on the first peak the sun was smiling down on us and upon reaching the second one we were basking in His glorious sun rays.

sunday morning around 2 a.m. it rained and didn't let up. it stopped again as we got up around 7 and started again as we finished breakfast around 8. then the rain turned to ice and the ice turned to snow and the wind got stronger and stronger.

we were in a snow storm.

as we considered our options and packed our bags we filmed our adventure and eventually took down our inner tent before exposing ourselves to the extremities and hiked back down. praise God for getting us down but more so for the amazing time it was up there!

in the last couple weeks i have been teaching more english conversation. that has been a blessing as i have been able to build relationships and help others learn my mother language. fun stuff!

other than that, i have been working a lot and the season has been changing into the cold and wet one we have all been silently waiting for (and maybe regretting too.)

kathy:

about the same time that God told me about the prayer trekking (better said, reminded), Kathy was told about investing in the sister church located in her home village. it was so strong on her heart and after the church service, a man came to her and asked if she would be interest in coming to a service there.

this church was, as she was a child, full of life and cram packed with people celebrating a living God. now, there is a total of around 8 older people who attend it.

since that sunday, this wish to build the church up again has been burning on her heart and we invited you all to pray with us as to how it is to come about.

other than that, please keep her health in prayer too. she is doing well, but health problems keep creeping up and we believe it is more spiritual than just physical.


thank you for taking part in this life with us and are excited to see what is yet to come.
stand strong with faith and love and keep us posted on your life adventures as well!

much love,
israel and kathy

waves waves waves

at the moment only a few pictures or songs can explain what i am wanting to write.

last week i lived a dream. dream number 12.1 to be exact.

gimpel.

the new picture above is one from midway up the giant bulge of rock.
below are some more of the time spent with chris there.

there is something significant about such things. living something that you have hoped for. like a mile stone. or gaining a mountain of experience.

i am curious and thrilled to hopefully someday learn how this part of my heart will please Him by blessing and helping and loving.


last monday i also started a trial week at a mountain goods store down in kempten. i can't say whether it will be my job just yet but can share with you that it has already been a blessing in the first week.
the job starts at 10a.m. so i take the train at 9:00 from here. i have a 25-30 min. ride before my 20 min walk from the station to the store. i walk by a couple different schools and a mosk before reaching the actual inner city where i walk an avenue of trees. just the time alone to get to and from comes to about 2 hours.... 2 wonderful thought filled enjoyable hours to sit, think, pray, read, walk and reflect.
like i said, i don't know if i will actually be working there. i think i'll be finding that out this next week. but the last week with it was a blessing and i thank God for it.

it has been a dream to do more with mountain stuff... i.e. climbing them, hike them, celebrate God on them with others who love Him and have experienced His love. and most of all, leave that area with either a blessing or the beginning of a victory in another realm.
but of course, where one area of life starts to grow and joy is due, another area struggles and experiences attacks.
so please keep us in your prayers. for health. love. unity and wisdom. that we can go these life tours together. and that we can go them with others along our sides, following those before us and bringing up those yet to come.

much love,
israel

dance mountains, dance!

the bitter buffalo heart

its crazy how little things can bring back huge memories of once-upon-a-times.

stepping on my skateboard and rolling around after not doing so for the last 5 years felt as if i never really stepped off.

or hearing a song takes me back in front of the old norwest bank on mt view when i was trying to roll away from my second hand rail. damion filming with his ginormous antique vhs video camera. the sun shining in the late morning.

it blows me away everything that i have already lived at 26.

i think it would be disrespectful and truly sad not to just take some time and remember. remember the lessons learned. the times laughing. the stairs i used to kickflip down. the music that brought a rhythem to our day. im thinking at least 10 years ago.
the people we knew then. the people we didn't know yet. not a clue that our decisions then would bring us here now.

thinking on then...

thinking on now...


makes me appreciate my beard a bit more.

brings a smile to my face.

i didn't read much then. only attended school when i absolutely had to. first started liking subarus. didn't think so much on mountains. didn't like snow so much. and i could only speak english... and a slang of it it was.

now i don't swear as much. don't skate and much either. try to take more care of my body. and my pants. spend evening more at home then out ravaging the streets with tricks. the music i listen to is also a bit different.

im still really active. like sweets. still listen to loads of music. can still land just as much if not more on my skateboard as then. still love being outside. like shoes. like unique or colored shoes.

i hope you don't forget your past. even if just to learn from it. our Father was still our Father back then. i know that i see Him much different now. its true that things have changed a lot. like getting on the plane in new york and getting out in dehli. that different. but just like then, we are still who we are. and still becoming who were meant to.

we are now here. we are now living where we are. not there, or somewhere else. and i encourage you, as i encourage myself, to be here now. but don't forget where you've been and where you are going.

and don't forget we are here for something much bigger than ourselves.

much love,
israel

more pictures than words.

we stood there both rather in wonder...
what did she just say?
no itinerary???
how can i have no itinerary???

on that thursday as we were to fly out, my brother stood with maleaha behind us. Kathy hung to my arm both shocked and upset. and i just stood there thinking... what now?

through a vigerous (mainly mentally exhausting due to all the waiting and holding) i finally am able to tell the ticket agent that there should be a flight for me now. after affirmation, she prints the tickets and hand me them quickly saying gate 1 and wishing us well.

but as i stood there, kathy still hanging on to me, me still on hold, and the ticket agent still saying there is no itinerary in the computer... i'm strangely calm telling kathy that God will come through with this.

He did.

and i have never been more thankful to be on an airplane or hurrying through an airport with kathy. :)

we landed later in london and since we booked separately i was to fly to munich 8 hours after her. all the flights were already full so i took a train into london and she flew on to meet up with family and head home. i tried sleeping in a park and wandered around for some hours being completely tired but knowing how blessed i am. i got back to the airport, on my flight and landed in munich just before midnight. i was able to spend the night at an acquaintances house before hopping on a train to memmingen just before noon. there i sat across from an indian living in london and we chatted about travel, looked at pictures of turkey and i helped him find his bus to the airport in memmingen before walking home.

since then we've spend this last week getting back into normal habits. my hardest is sleeping. jet lag has never been so cruel. but it has been a blessing being back home here.

our last weeks in rapid city were filled with schwäbisch speaking new friends, golf ball size hail, helping at a large christian concert in the park, lots of bike riding, meeting up with old friends and time spend with family!
renting a car we drove down to where my dad lives for half a day to visit him and others. for our anniversary we drove around the hills where we spent our time just after the wedding 2 years ago. a half a week later we got to work in a saloon for a day out in the middle of no where.

we have been and are now really seeking God on what the next thing is with us. with ywam hurlach only 40 mins away from us we will be visiting the base after making contact with those we know there. work will hopefully be starting for me soon and as we wait for that i pray that the time spent will be glorifying and well spent.

you can pray with us about the future and that we come into the positions that God has for us with missions work. we're excited and yet somewhat clueless of how it's to begin. so, may His will be done!!!

and now... pictures!

towards the beginning of the journey. my way towards the black hills after visiting my father and others in nebraska.

maleaha as we rode to pierre for independence day together. we are buddies now!

the cabin where we spent our honeymoon two years ago. gold mining country.

the jolly llamas. art alley.

the wonderus black hills up close. route: blood sausage.

bro and maleaha

scenes of london from a walk in the park.

london to munich

partially redneck way of having fun.

yes!

boyce boyce.

this is what science will do to you.

this is what little nieces will do to you.

falling rock

matt (bro) crux 1

crack fun 101

followed

crux 2

our last day climbing. as i got to the top of the route i decided it'd be best to take the gear with just in case it rains (the clouds looking threatening). immediately after tying back in, the hail and rain began. quickly soaked and slightly stressed retrieving the gear coming down, we celebrated early and scrambled some off width cracks until we had to leave.

the last scramble back down to civilization.

the landscape/playing ground

keeping the spirits high and still soaked.

much love, israel

In 3 weeks a lot can happen

Weeks go so fast nowadays. It's almost cool but sad at the same time.
Hey, I've been here now 6 weeks already and am not entirely ready to say goodbye to everyone yet.
Yeah we've got another 3 weeks or just less, then the travels continue... But seeing everyone here seems to really hit hard first after I am back home in mm. So this may just be my heart trying to remind the rest of me what is to come with emotions and culture. So I shall try my best to be here with all of me before I am already somewhere else.

Kathy is here. Has been now for a week. And though we only have another three weeks here together before boarding our next flight, a lot of amazing things can and do happen in that short of time.
My first three weeks entailed a great variety of feats, joys and adventures. So may the next weeks begin.

Kathy is still with kammy and Maleaha while my brother and I drove back from Pierre yesterday. Seemed to work out the best that I be here with the dogs while my brother is at work, my sleeping pad is kaputt and the ladies can spend some quality time together while my brother and I could yesterday on the way back. They'll arrive later today and we'll see about getting back to rapid for some more good times with those there that we know and love.

May these next 20 days be full of God. May we see Him at work, work with Him and be worked on through His love and discipleship.
I hope I get to see much more people being here... And the surprise encounters up to now have been a hoot!
Thank you all for your love, support and thank God for His being with us, loving us, teaching and correcting us and blessing us.

Much love,
Israel