24 lives in 24 hours

How did you spend the last 24 hours? Did you go to work, drive through traffic, stop at Starbucks, eat some take out, play with your kids, take your wife on a date, call your Gramma, walk the dog, watch the news, read your bible, listen to music, rock a baby to sleep, pray, play on your iPhone, read a book, watch a movie, exercise or catch a little sleep?? Or maybe you went to school, skipped a class, shopped online, did some homework, fed the cat, rode a bike, stayed up late, fought with a friend/parent/spouse, spilled the milk, went on Facebook, read this blog, broke a nail & stubbed your toe… again!?

Whatever you did, was it important? Was it time well spent? Are you glad you did it? Did it make a difference?

24 hours seems like enough time to do a lot of things. Or not. You could be very effective or totally useless. You could be helpful, be a blessing to others… Or not.

Why does it matter? Well to me it makes a world of difference what I do with my time, because I happen to know what happens every 24 hours on an island far away where hope is lost & the people are forgotten. Someone is dying every hour, their time has run out. In the last 24 hours, 24 precious islanders have died. 24, every day. In the last 12 months, while we’ve been in the States, 9,500 have been laid to rest. Before we could get there, before we met them. Before they knew our story… His story… THEIR story…

What can we do with the next 24 hours? We could save a life or two… or 24.


One for every hour.

We need just 24 people to help us, so we can be WITH the 24 that die every 24 hours…

Please Contact us below & ask HOW you can help!  


not quite Broken {new adventures}

mission accomplishedI never thought the next Hong Kong ER tour would be for myself! But after falling & hurting my ankle on Tuesday, I took a ride in an ambulance because I couldn’t walk to get a taxi. (Turns out you’re NOT supposed to try to walk on a foot that is completely ‘asleep’ – it can lead to stepping on you ANKLE instead, which leads to a BAD fall!) At the ER, my wonderful husband arrived to ensure they took good care of me. Thanks to him & his Cantonese skills, it only took 4hrs to get through instead of 10! Xrays did not show any fractures, so the Dr. is saying it’s a bad sprain. Which I keep hearing is actually worse… 😦
splintYesterday, Mark took me back to get a splint & some crutches (they don’t use the under arm kind here – only the ones that look like arm braces). I also found it very interesting how none of the Dr.s or nurses really gave me ANY  ‘at home’ instructions on how to help myself heal. Today, I am actually SUPER THANKFUL for all those tedious hours I spent in countless American Red Cross 1st Aid & CPR classes during my years of Childcare Work. (R.I.C.E.=Rest Ice Compress Elevate) Now I’m resting with my leg up on pillows & trying to figure out how to get the kids to help me make bread for Wesley. (LOL) I’m also grateful to have 4 loving guys around to take care of me & bring me sweets when I’m out of commission!
50s broken ankleI was talking with a friend in California today, we both agreed that every set-back can be an opportunity for growth. Every mom has many things to do this time of year, & with my injury, I will have to ask for help. It will be another Christmas adventure, last year’s excitement was due to it being our 1st month in HK. This year looks like a perfect time to create an atmosphere of family unity & teamwork! Everyone can help to get Mom’s Christmas list of errands/activities checked off & when we sip our Hot Cocoa with Marshmallows & Cinnamon Rolls while reading the Christmas Story – we will KNOW that we worked together to make it all happen this year! Always an adventure full of old & new family traditions on this journey with Team Kwong!
broken ankle crutches cartoonIn realizing that my ankle was ‘not quite broken’ – it made me think of myself in Jesus’ hands. He takes us in & fixes all our hurts & broken pieces, he never sees us as broken junk to be thrown out with the trash, but as hidden treasures that might be found & restored to glory… Often we feel broken or lost, but He says “I know you & I love you – just the way you are!” These words have encouraged me today:


You have searched me, Lord,
and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways…
You hem me in behind and before,
and you lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain…
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well…
How precious to me are your thoughts,[a] God!
How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand—
when I awake, I am still with you…
Search me, God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting. ~Psalm 139


DON’T LEAVE me daddy!




These are things I feared as a child & now have come to fear even more as a mother of three boys… in Hong Kong. The very thought of one of my boys being lost, scared & alone anywhere… much less a foreign city of 7 million fast paced people, few of which speak enough English to understand a young child… just rips through all my facades & shows my true colors!!! So much so that we have prayed through this concern & very real possibility & then we have put in place a safety plan.

Joseph giving an elderly homeless person a hot dinner & a blessing in Cantonese: 耶穌愛你 = “Jesus loves you!”

Last week, we almost had to test that plan. All 6 of us (including our house guest for the month, Stephani) went out to serve the homeless near Mark’s office. On the way there, we were rushing from one subway train to catch another across the platform. 4 of us made it on the train, I was almost in when the doors closed ON ME & I had to back out… As I did, I bumped into my precious 8 year old son, Joseph… I was stunned, instantly realizing that he had almost been LEFT ALONE on that platform with about 1,000 strangers & very far from home. I grabbed him & held him tight as we both watched our family leaving through the windows of the fast train… Once it was gone, Joey began sobbing & buried his face in my shirt. I knew that feeling overtaking him. I was feeling it too… SO CLOSE. TOO CLOSE! It became so much more real, the likelihood of being LOST in this foreign place. All I could do to comfort him was to tell him I was with him & that God hadn’t let Mommy get on the train, instead, God had protected Joe by keeping Mommy with him!!! Then we went over THE PLAN again (reminding him that God will NEVER leave him, even if Mom HAD got on the train!) as we waited for the next train & I texted Mark so he would know where we’d meet up with the rest of them.

Before moving here, we would take our kids to the California State Fair every year. We’d repeat the same talk we gave at Disney Land… “YOU are never LOST because you always know where YOU are – but if you can’t find MOM & DAD here’s the PLAN…” – You know the drill, stay put & look for a safe person to talk to. An employee with a name tag. A Police Officer. Or last resort, a Mommy with kids around. No strange men, no other strangers, no wandering off to find someone’s puppy!!! Right??

So what’s the plan in HK? 7 million people. No name tags. Very little English. LOTS of strangers. Lots of men… Well, to start our little ones have Dad’s business card on them most of the time (which is in Eng. & Cantonese). The second half of the plan is to STAY PUT!!! FREEZE!!! Because in a city like this where everyone is moving, the only way to find you is for someone to retrace their steps to the last place they HAD you. Only if you can SEE a “safe” person to ask for help are you to move! (Obviously we hope they will not freeze in the middle of the street. *grin*) But even then, stay very close so we can come back for you!

I believe all of us have felt that deepest of fears before. Fear of being left all alone, in a world that is often unkind & unforgiving. Even in your home town, you may feel everything around you is foreign… It is! We were not created to live in this fallen world. We are not OF this world friends! — I know I have had many moments in my life where I have felt like saying “Don’t leave me Daddy!!”… And I had TWO Daddies! But neither of them could be there always. Neither could save me from myself or from the world that closed in on me… I was very lost! — So how do we get “HOME”?? After all my years of striving to do everything on my own & do it right, or at least do the wrong things well enough to get noticed… I finally discovered the only Father who will never leave me. God loves each of us so perfectly & so completely, more than any earthly father & His love will never fail. He will never leave us alone. With God, we are never lost or forsaken. There are days though, that you simply need to KNOW THE PLAN of how to get back on track when you lose your way. I am here to tell you friends, JESUS IS THE PLAN. He is the truth, the life & the way – straight into the arms of your Heavenly Father who loves you!

eating Yu-Don

The guys enjoying Yu-Don (fish balls) on our outing!

If you ever want to know how Mark & I found our way through Jesus, ASK! We are more than happy to share our stories… & we are praying for your journey as well! Be blessed my friends & remember to talk to your kids about THE PLAN. Both a safety net for getting separated from Mom/Dad… & how they can always get back to God through Jesus! He’s always ready to lead us to our Father God – & right now is a good time!

“Jesus said unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life:

no man comes unto the Father, but by me.” -John 14:6