Not Forgotten
Dark eyes with no glimmer of hope
Peering through her veil
A life of shadows, pain and sorrow
Used and abused in her home, a jail
If she could only know that she is not forgotten
That there is One who loves her
One who will not use her
Like the ones that have done so in her life
One who wants to wrap His loving arms around her
And hold her tight
Hardened heart with no hint of joy
Cursing the day she was born
A life of tragedy, rejection and loss
Because of the color of her skin
If she could only know that she is not forgotten
That there is One who loves her
One who will not reject her
Like the ones that have done so in her life
One who wants to wrap His loving arms around her
And hold her tight
Disfigured face with no trace of a smile
Wondering why it was so wrong
Unfair courts, punishment and pain
Just for sharing with a hungry man
If she could only know that she is not forgotten
That there is One who loves her
One who will not hurt her
Like the ones that have done so in her life
One who wants to wrap His loving arms around her
And hold her tight
Written by Kathy Troyer
November 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
What Can I Do?
Lord, I see the needs of your children,
old and young,
Around the world and here in my town.
I am overwhelmed with sorrow, confusion and love.
What can I do?
To help ease their sorrow
To help shoulder their pain
To help meet their needs
Without thought of personal gain
What can I do?
To help them understand
To show them I care
To tell them you love them
And that you are always there
What can I do?
To get others to see
To let them know
To help them to respond
‘Cause they’re no different than me
What can I do?
To be more loving
To encourage kindness
To share my stuff
When will I know how much is enough?
Written by Kathy Troyer
11-16-09
Lord, I see the needs of your children,
old and young,
Around the world and here in my town.
I am overwhelmed with sorrow, confusion and love.
What can I do?
To help ease their sorrow
To help shoulder their pain
To help meet their needs
Without thought of personal gain
What can I do?
To help them understand
To show them I care
To tell them you love them
And that you are always there
What can I do?
To get others to see
To let them know
To help them to respond
‘Cause they’re no different than me
What can I do?
To be more loving
To encourage kindness
To share my stuff
When will I know how much is enough?
Written by Kathy Troyer
11-16-09
Someone
Hurtful words screamed in anger
Financial pressures, bank account meager
Broken relationships, life will never be the same
Painful memories haunting my life
I need You more than ever, Jesus.
I can not and do not want to do this alone.
Hold me, carry me, love me, Jesus.
I need Someone who cares.
Shunned, thrown out of her city
A victim of disease that’s taken so many
No hope of getting what she desperately needs
Painful memories becoming her life
She needs You more than ever, Jesus.
She can not do this alone.
Hold her, carry her, love her, Jesus.
She needs Someone who cares.
No longer needed is what they said
Someone much younger they want instead
Who wants him, this man with old skills
Painful memories becoming his life
He needs You more than ever, Jesus.
He can not do this alone.
Hold him, carry him, love him, Jesus.
He needs Someone who cares.
Written by Kathy Troyer
11-18-09
Hurtful words screamed in anger
Financial pressures, bank account meager
Broken relationships, life will never be the same
Painful memories haunting my life
I need You more than ever, Jesus.
I can not and do not want to do this alone.
Hold me, carry me, love me, Jesus.
I need Someone who cares.
Shunned, thrown out of her city
A victim of disease that’s taken so many
No hope of getting what she desperately needs
Painful memories becoming her life
She needs You more than ever, Jesus.
She can not do this alone.
Hold her, carry her, love her, Jesus.
She needs Someone who cares.
No longer needed is what they said
Someone much younger they want instead
Who wants him, this man with old skills
Painful memories becoming his life
He needs You more than ever, Jesus.
He can not do this alone.
Hold him, carry him, love him, Jesus.
He needs Someone who cares.
Written by Kathy Troyer
11-18-09
They Matter
They Matter
They come from
Chad, Mexico and Somalia
Vietnam, Sudan and Myanmar
Women who love and laugh
Children who giggle and play
Men who dream and plan
They come from
Afghanistan, Congo and Iraq
Uganda, Burma and Ethiopia
Women who teach and sew
Children who run and squeal
Men who plant and harvest
Women who need to know
Children who need to hear
Men who need to believe that
They matter.
They matter to me.
They matter to God.
They come from
Poland, Czech Republic and China
Zambia, Korea and Sierra Leone
Women who cook and clean
Children who learn and sing
Men who provide and protect
They come from
Japan, Egypt and Iran
Liberia, Venezuela and India
Women who mend and repair
Children who study and care
Men who design and build
Women who need to know
Children who need to hear
Men who need to believe that
They matter.
They matter to me.
They matter to God.
Written by Kathy Troyer
11-18-09
They come from
Chad, Mexico and Somalia
Vietnam, Sudan and Myanmar
Women who love and laugh
Children who giggle and play
Men who dream and plan
They come from
Afghanistan, Congo and Iraq
Uganda, Burma and Ethiopia
Women who teach and sew
Children who run and squeal
Men who plant and harvest
Women who need to know
Children who need to hear
Men who need to believe that
They matter.
They matter to me.
They matter to God.
They come from
Poland, Czech Republic and China
Zambia, Korea and Sierra Leone
Women who cook and clean
Children who learn and sing
Men who provide and protect
They come from
Japan, Egypt and Iran
Liberia, Venezuela and India
Women who mend and repair
Children who study and care
Men who design and build
Women who need to know
Children who need to hear
Men who need to believe that
They matter.
They matter to me.
They matter to God.
Written by Kathy Troyer
11-18-09
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Phil Troyer is running for Congress but not this Phil Troyer
Due to receiving numerous emails and phone calls over the past few days, I need to clarify that I am not the lawyer Phil Troyer who announced his candidacy for Indiana’s 3rd District Congressional seat currently held by Mark Souder. Although we share the same first and last name, I have never met Mr. Troyer.
I am the Phil Troyer, raised in Laotto, Indiana, son of Pauline and the late Arthur Troyer. I graduated from East Noble High School in 1970, Ball State University BAR ’75 and Indiana Wesleyan University, BMA ’93. I’ve been registered as a licensed professional architect (NCARB, Indiana, Michigan and Ohio) since the late ‘70’s. My architectural firm, Phillip A. Troyer, Inc., relocated to Ludwig Road, Fort Wayne in January 2009 after practicing for nearly 30 years in Laotto.
I appreciate all of the positive comments about my ‘running for congress’ and want to request that all inquisitive voters research and/or contact Phil Troyer, the lawyer, as far as political ideals, qualifications, character, etc. If I ever decide to enter the political arena, I will be sure to contact all of my ‘Facebook and email fans’.
Thanks,
Phil Troyer
I am the Phil Troyer, raised in Laotto, Indiana, son of Pauline and the late Arthur Troyer. I graduated from East Noble High School in 1970, Ball State University BAR ’75 and Indiana Wesleyan University, BMA ’93. I’ve been registered as a licensed professional architect (NCARB, Indiana, Michigan and Ohio) since the late ‘70’s. My architectural firm, Phillip A. Troyer, Inc., relocated to Ludwig Road, Fort Wayne in January 2009 after practicing for nearly 30 years in Laotto.
I appreciate all of the positive comments about my ‘running for congress’ and want to request that all inquisitive voters research and/or contact Phil Troyer, the lawyer, as far as political ideals, qualifications, character, etc. If I ever decide to enter the political arena, I will be sure to contact all of my ‘Facebook and email fans’.
Thanks,
Phil Troyer
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Tuesday afternoons
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Somalia, Vietnam, Sudan, Congo, Chad, Burma, Afghanistan, Iraq, Kosovo, Mexico, Ethiopia and the USA. What is the common thread? They are some of the countries representative of the women I am privileged to work with on Tuesday afternoons at a Fort Wayne ministry.
We "teach" conversational English via sewing, knitting and jewelry-making skills. The women also have an opportunity to learn English using a computer program. ESL and parenting classes are open to these beautiful women as well.
Since I have been become a helper in the beginner's sewing room, I know of a few items we regularly use. Thread, metal sewing gauges, Velcro strips, decorative buttons, zippers, fusible webbing and plastic bobbins are always needed. Thanks to Millie M. for delivering a car load of fabric --- it is very much appreciated.
Being with these women is such a blessing to me. Many have come out of extremely difficult situations in their home countries. My friend, Katie, went with me today. She and I talked on the way back home about the fact that women from all around the world have so much in common. No matter what color, race or age, there seems to be a need to be loved, appreciated, cared for and encouraged. I know these women leave each Tuesday feeling loved on and valued. I am grateful for this opportunity and look forward to whatever God has in store for me and His women from every race and culture.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Happy 2nd birthday, London
Happy birthday to our sweet little London. London, we love you so much and can not wait to see you next week in Indy.
You make us smile whenever we see you or think about you. God has blessed us so much by giving you to us.
Have a fun birthday and let us know when you open your gifts!
Love you always,
Mimi and Papi
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Light the Night (Lee Bob's Crew)
Lee Richards holding Lincoln Lee Troyer (Matt and Natalie's baby boy)
http://pages.lightthenight.org/in/NEInd09/MimiTroyer54
http://pages.lightthenight.org/in/NEInd09/philtroyer52
Check out the link to our team's pages for the Light the Night Walk.
September 22
East Noble High School
Kendallville, IN 46755
Benefits Lymphoma and Leukemia research and our very own, Lee Richards (father in law of our son, Matt).
Please donate generously to help us raise funds to eliminate these two diseases.
Thanks and may God bless you!
Friday, July 31, 2009
Family pictures 2
Matt
Matt
KT a few days before Scott was born at Ball Memorial (taken at our house in Muncie)
Relaxing in Laotto (summer 1982)
Matt
KT a few days before Scott was born at Ball Memorial (taken at our house in Muncie)
Relaxing in Laotto (summer 1982)
Family pictures
Matt asked me to find some of his baby pictures so last night I dug through a few boxes and found these. (Except for one picture, these are pre-Eric and Alex)
Family pictures 1985, 1984 and 1983
LWC church directory picture 1982
Family pictures 1985, 1984 and 1983
LWC church directory picture 1982
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Lincoln Lee Troyer
Matt and Natalie's baby boy - our fourth grandchild - arrived at 5:26 p.m. July 28th. He weighed 7 lbs. 4 oz. and was 20.5 inches long with adorable blonde hair. Natalie's room at Community North in Indy was almost vacation-ish but I don't think she felt very vacation-y for a few hours. We are so blessed to have this little guy for a grandson. He is so cuddly and sweet.
Mia & Tim, Eric & Abby, Matt & Janelle and Phil & I waited in the lobby for the big announcement---we received the big news via email from Matt. Shortly thereafter a picture and info was on Facebook. The wonder of the internet and iPhones. After the baby and Natalie were attended to/cared for, Matt and Teresa came out to the lobby to greet us. I can only say there was no shortage of tears.
We are so grateful for this little guy. He is an answer to prayers and truly a gift from God.
Our beautiful daughter-in-law Natalie and baby Lincoln
Papi, Matt, Lincoln
Uncle Eric (a/k/a Unkie Elmo)
Aunt Mia loving her nephew
The happy, tired father and son
Matt, Mimi and Lincoln
Papi and Lincoln looking good in blue
The beaming grandmothers with Natalie and Lincoln
Auntie Kelly and cousin Grady in Arizona seeing little Lincoln via google chat
Matt and Natalie with the balloons and bubblegum cigars from Trey, London and Grady
Uncle Eric, Matt, Teresa, Lincoln and Papi google chatting with Uncle Andrew, Nora and Ella in Philly
Uncle Andrew and Ella & Nora
Tired guys
Mia & Tim, Eric & Abby, Matt & Janelle and Phil & I waited in the lobby for the big announcement---we received the big news via email from Matt. Shortly thereafter a picture and info was on Facebook. The wonder of the internet and iPhones. After the baby and Natalie were attended to/cared for, Matt and Teresa came out to the lobby to greet us. I can only say there was no shortage of tears.
We are so grateful for this little guy. He is an answer to prayers and truly a gift from God.
Our beautiful daughter-in-law Natalie and baby Lincoln
Papi, Matt, Lincoln
Uncle Eric (a/k/a Unkie Elmo)
Aunt Mia loving her nephew
The happy, tired father and son
Matt, Mimi and Lincoln
Papi and Lincoln looking good in blue
The beaming grandmothers with Natalie and Lincoln
Auntie Kelly and cousin Grady in Arizona seeing little Lincoln via google chat
Matt and Natalie with the balloons and bubblegum cigars from Trey, London and Grady
Uncle Eric, Matt, Teresa, Lincoln and Papi google chatting with Uncle Andrew, Nora and Ella in Philly
Uncle Andrew and Ella & Nora
Tired guys
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