We thought we would give you a little glimpse into what we are doing here in Tahlequah, Oklahoma...
I (Tim) and my friend and partner in this project, Phillip, meet with our Cherokee language helper, Ord Dreadfulwater, (yes, that is his name) every morning for two hours.

Then the rest of the day is spent processing the information and entering it into a filing system on the computer.Phillip and I work together as we try to decide what sounds we are actually hearing in the language.

We will use this data that we gather for phonemic (part of the process in creating an alphabet) and grammatical analysis over the course of our time here.

When we are finished here in Oklahoma right before Thanksgiving we will return to the New Tribes Campus in Missouri and for the next weeks will be working on formally writing up all our findings analysis conclusions.
Tiffany and Micah taking their own picture. I just have to put this in...aren't they cute!!

I (Tiffany) spend the days much as usual, just in not such an ideal situation. It can be difficult at times to even use the bathroom or get a drink of water since both are far away from our room. Noah seems to adjust quickly to anything that comes his way, but Micah has had more difficulty. They say babies pick up easily on the stress of their parents and there was a lot of stress that first week. His sleeping is still not back to normal, but hopefully he will settle soon.
In the weeks before we left Oklahoma I was doing a Bible study with several of the ladies here called, “Calm My Anxious Heart.” This study dealt with many of the things I had been struggling with…anxiety about my kids, the future, living overseas, etc. and reminded me of God’s truth and His grace. One of the first topics in the book was about being content in your circumstances. Wow, did I need to be reminded of that our first week here. We arrived here already a couple days late and so Tim had to jump right into his studies. I was left in a “house” that was not unpacked with a baby and a two year old while I was still very weak from being sick. I realized that I had a choice. I could become bitter and make life harder for those around me, or I could choose to be content. I could not change my circumstances, but I could change my attitude and perspective. The Lord had already supplied the grace that I needed to endure those rough days. That time was a real struggle and I realized that all too often I was depending on myself to get me through instead of the Lord.