Foucachon Family Blog

Edmund Lucien Foucachon

2009-07-03T20:24:00.002+02:00

Edmund Lucien Foucachon was born on June 30th, 2009, at 9:37 pm, weighing 8 lbs 1oz.!

Welcome to the Covenant People of God Edmund! May you walk in the faith of your fathers all the days of your life. May the fear of the Lord reside in you, making you fearless among men. As your name, Edmund, signifies, may you be a Prosperous Protector, blessing and protecting others with the blessings and strength bestowed upon you by God. And as your middle name, Lucien, signifies, may you be a light among men. May you carry on the faith of your great-grandfather, Lucien Foucachon, to a thousand generations.

Unless the Lord builds the house,
they labor in vain who build it;
unless the LORD guards the city,
the watchman stays awake in vain.

It is vain for you to rise up early,
to sit up late,
to eat the bread of sorrows;
for so He gives His beloved sleep.

Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD,
the fruit of the womb is a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,
so are the children of one’s youth.

Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them;
they shall not be ashamed,
but shall speak with their enemies in the gate.
~Psalm 127

Blessed is every one who fears the LORD,
who walks in His ways.

When you eat the labor of your hands,
you shall be happy, and it shall be well with you.
Your wife shall be like a fruitful vine
in the very heart of your house,
your children like olive plants
All around your table.

Behold, thus shall the man be blessed
who fears the LORD.

The LORD bless you out of Zion,
and may you see the good of Jerusalem
all the days of your life.

Yes, may you see your children’s children.

Peace be upon Israel!

~Psalm 128

Last Disputatio of the Class of 2009!

2009-05-09T09:01:00.001+02:00

Can you believe it? We just had our last Disputatio as a class at NSA?

God has been very good to us, allowing us to travel thus far. I am very grateful for such a wonderful class, and I hope we all keep in touch. To that affect, I plan to keep THIS blog going as a place where we as Alumni can come and keep getting NSA info, or see what’s going on in Moscow.

Here are the two videos I presented at Disputatio.

The first is a slideshow of some photos I through together of our 4 years here. It is only a tiny sampler of all the photos I have!
The second is a compilation of spliced videos from our 4 years. Again, only a sampler of what I have! I had to cut some GREAT stuff! (such as some of our declamations).

I uploaded a bunch of videos not shown here on a YouTube playlist called “Live in Moscow as an NSA student,” which you can find HERE

Enjoy!

NSA Spring Concert Video

2009-04-24T07:23:00.002+02:00

The New Saint Andrews Spring Concert is up:

http://www.foucachon.com/nsa_spring_concert/

Dr. Erb did a wonderful job conducting and organizing the concert! I believe that this is the largest choir in the Moscow region.

Represented were: the NSA choir, the Christ Church Adult Choir, the Christ Church Youth Choir and the Trinity Reformed Youth Choir.

The concert begins with the blowing of the horn calling the singers in – very impressive!

Lydia’s Thesis Defense

2009-03-11T21:17:00.001+01:00

For a streaming file of Lydia’s thesis defense, click HERE.

To download a high quality version, right click, and “Save link as” HERE (610 MB).

666 – The French, the End Times, and the Mark of the Beast

2009-03-09T07:16:00.001+01:00

The following was sent to me by my friend Luke Welch:

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Truth be known, all the following information was developed by me. So don't go off and write your own personal end-times book without giving me credit for the beautiful proofs I am about to lay out for you.

----begin----

666 is made of 3 sixes. The sixth letter of our alphabet is "F"
666 = FFF

Qu'est-ce que l'FFF?

La Fédération Française de Football. AKA - the devil. Here's more.

When did the FFF last win the World Cup? 1998.

How many times has the FFF won the World Cup? 3.
1998 / 3 = 666

Still not convinced?

What shape describes the geography of France? the HEXagon! Hmmm!? See it all coming clear?

NEED MORE PROOF?

What is the FFF's Website?
http://www.fff.fr

Let's break this down:
http://   w    w    w    .    f    f    f    .    f    r
            23   23 23          6   6   6         6 18
             2 * 3 = 6                           18 = 6 + 6 + 6

So: 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 6

10!!!!!! 10 sixes!!!!!!

And Daniel, if that's not enough - take this last little bit of evidence that something funny is going on with French people:

What color is the devil? Red.
Does the devil have horns? Yes.
What animal has horns? A Bull.
Is a pentagram a five pointed star? Yes.
How many points does a pentagram have? 5.

So the perfect picture of the devil would say : "Red Bull" and have 5- Five-pointed Stars. And a 666.
Enjoy the photo:

(www.youtube.com/foucachon)

It's a Boy!!

2009-02-12T05:26:00.001+01:00

For more photos and even some videos of little guy moving around, click HERE.

Daniel et Lydia - Un Poem

2009-01-30T05:41:00.000+01:00

L'Ouest américain les a fait se rencontrer
Et la vie qui parfois sait vous jouer des tours
Sous le ciel d'Idaho, ils se sont bien trouvés
Pour conjuguer ensemble ce que l'on nomme l'amour.

Daniel et Lydia

Edifier un futur c'est là leur avenir
Des coeurs pleins de projets, une période heureuse
Vécue dans l'allégresse, une vie à bâtir
Un chemin de bonheur, une route joyeuse

Daniel et Lydia

Construire une famille sur un modèle ancien
En être héritier, ne pas rompre la ligne
Aspirer à poursuivre pour unique seul bien
Le désire de savoir et d'en demeurer digne

Daniel et Lydia

Chemins riants ou sombres, ils la parcourront
Cette vie de bonheur parfois semée de peines
Mais quelqu'un leur dira qu'il leur fait tenir bon
Quelqu'un qui les chérit et quelqu'un qui les aime

Daniel et Lydia

L'océan nous sépare des êtres qui nous sont chers
Cette lointaine Amérique qui pourtant les enseigne
Voyageurs en recherche, ils sont loin de leurs pères
Consolation pour nous car là-bas la foi règne

Daniel et Lydia

-Lucien Foucachon, written on the occation of our wedding, June 2008

30th Anniversary

2008-12-01T08:55:00.001+01:00

My parents celebrated their 30th wedding anniversary this month! And not just thirty years, but thirty years of loving each other, sacrificing for each other, being an example to us kids, and teaching us through their lives and their instruction how to fear and love God. I am especially thankful for my parents this Thanksgiving!

Still as much in love as ever, and I hear even more so!

The photo is a bit blurry, but that is a Chateauneuf-du-Pape from 1989! I hear it was exquisite.

A Huguenot Tradition - Advent Breakfast

2008-12-01T08:04:00.001+01:00

The French are not big on breakfast. Often very light like a Croissant with coffee. However there are four breakfasts in the year which are exceptionally special. There is a Huguenot tradition in France of having a special advent breakfast that my father grew up with and then did with us, and that I am now continuing. It is often not a huge breakfast, mostly because we would otherwise be late for church, but it is always very special and unique. There are a few things that always accompany it, such as a tangerine with a candle stuck in it, as well as Papilottes (which we didn't have this time since you can't get them in the states. Papilottes are a Christmas-only chocolate that is wrapped in a foil with a joke inside and sometimes a little firecracker.)

Other than those, it varies from time to time. This morning we had eggs, toast, and breakfast sausage; a donut (with coconut on top), fruit cake, a slice of pound cake, a chocolate cigar, peanut butter cups, and hot cider (and of course the orange).

Here are a couple photos of our first advent breakfast:

A Little Announcement

2008-10-22T06:12:00.001+02:00

Wedding Webcast

2008-06-14T09:50:00.000+02:00

Dear family and friends,
For those of you who can't make it to our wedding, there is a live webcast that will be available on www.foucachon.com/wedding at 2 p.m. (Pacific) on Saturday the 14th.

Chère famille et amis,
Pour ceux d'entre vous qui ne peuvent pas venir a notre mariage, nous aurons un "webcast," video en direct sur www.foucachon.com/wedding . Le mariage aura lieu a 14h, le samedi (23h en France).

affectueusement,

Daniel & Lydia

Engagement Photos with Mr. Lamoreaux

2008-05-17T04:47:00.004+02:00

Mr. Lamoreaux thinks Lydia looks just like Grace Kelly in this photo. :)

You can see the rest of the photos at http://flickr.com/photos/foucachon/

Wedding Website

2008-04-30T09:31:00.001+02:00

Lydia and I are happy to announce that our wedding website is now up and running!

www.wedding.foucachon.com

A Happy Announcement - December 24th, 2007

2008-01-24T21:13:00.001+01:00

Something happened exactly one month ago, on the Eve of Christmas, which I have not blogged about due to a rather full life. But, it is most certainly worthy of note. It all started about two in the afternoon, when my favorite person, a most beautiful, wonderful, godly, cheerful, delightful, pleasant, funny, cute, adorable, intelligent, classically educated, (and did I mention beautiful?) girl came over to spend "a few hours" with me. We went four-wheeling. It was below freezing, a bit windy. We four-wheelered right onto the top of the big "wheat dunes" (now tilled, frozen, and covered in snow). The day was absolutely magnificent. The sun was shining through the clouds in long bright rays towards the South, and Moscow Mountain was looking a blue-ish, grayish colour which made it look like it was a painting rather than real life, except for the vividness of the colours. The snow was wisping over the hills all around us.

After about an hour of that, we returned onto our land. I told Lydia that we could park on the flatter part, out near Mr. Merkles old truck, and take a walk. We arrived there and got off. We started walking in the direction of our house, and I commented to Lydia, "look at that rock, I don't remember that being there..." to the side of the path in front of us lay a large, 400 lb block of solid stone. We had been talking, quite "randomly," about how nice European houses were all made of stone, and how that was nice. "Now that's the kind of stone I want for the cornerstone of my house one day," I told Lydia, trying to sound off-hand. We walked towards it, and I stopped in front of it. I was fumbling with something in my pocket. Then Lydia let go of my arm, and went and looked on the other side of the stone. She had her back to me as she did this. On the other side of the stone was written "The Cornerstone of the Future home of Daniel and Lydia Foucachon - December 2007 - Psalm 128." She looked at it a bit, and turned around. I was on one knee, and was holding a ring. She said yes!

We were out there probably about an hour, and it was really cold! But I had a provision for this. Sitting on the edge of our land, in all its glory, sat The Indefatigable, Mr. Merkles old Ford 72 pickup truck. In the truck were blankets, two candles, my camera (had to have some pictures), and hot chocolate, which we completely forgot about.

After spending some time getting warmer in the truck, we headed back in the four-wheeler. My parents were waiting for us, so we got our first round of congratulations which, thanks to Valerie filming, was filmed. It has now been a month, and a wonderful month it has been! I didn't think it possible, but I love Lydia more every day! Sorry guys, the best is taken...

Milton on the Vaudois

2007-11-27T10:38:00.000+01:00

This poem was written by John Milton concerning the persecution of the Vaudois (Waldenses). Milton, along with Sir Morland, used his gift of prose to try to stop the Duke of Savoy from massacring these French Huguenots.

Avenge, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones

Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold;

E'en them, who kept thy truth so pure of old,

When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones,

Forget not: in thy book record their groans,

Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold

Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that roll'd

Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans

The vales redoubled to the hills, and they

To heaven. Their martyred blood and ashes sow

O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway

The triple tyrant; that from these may grow

An hundred-fold, who, having learnt thy way,

Early may fly the Babylonian woe!

John Milton, in The Waldenses: Sketches of the Evangelical Christians of the Valleys of the Piedmont, Alexis Muston

French Cuisine DVD

2007-10-24T00:53:00.001+02:00

French Cuisine - The Basics of French Cooking

Professionally filmed and produced by ZK Pro and delivered in DVD format, French Cuisine provides an in-depth look at the basics of French gourmet cooking, spiced with the experience, anecdotes, and wisdom of one of the best!

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On Baptism

2007-06-30T20:39:00.000+02:00

This is a very rough translation from the original manuscript written in old French on the History of the Vaudois Churches in the Piemont mountains. I read this section on Baptism (which I found is a lot easier to just read than to actually translate!) and I found that some of the things sounded strangely like the "new" Federal Vision stuff...

We are pretty certain that the Vaudoises are our ancestors, specifically Henri Arnaud, a Vaudois Huguenot pastor who led an army of Huguenots back into the Piemont Valley in 1690 (?). This book was given to my father by his father, and tells of the persecutions of the Huguenots during this time period.

On Baptism

The first [sacrament] is called baptism, that is to say in our language, washing by water or from a river, or from a fountain. It must be administered in the Name of the Father, Son, and of the Holy Spirit, to those who, first of all, by the grace of God the Father, looking to his Son, and by participation of [in?] Jesus Christ, who has redeemed us, and by the renewing of the Holy Spirit, who imprints living Faith in our hearts, the sins of those baptized are forgiven, and they are received in grace : and after having persevered [in grace], they are saved in Jesus Christ.

The Baptism with which we are baptized, and that with which our Lord himself wanted to be baptized, in order to accomplish all justice, just as he wanted to be circumcised, is [the baptism] which he commanded his Apostles to baptize with.

Moreover, this baptism is visible and material; [the baptism] does not make a person either good or bad, as we learn in the Scripture of Simon Magus, and of St. Paul. And the reason that the baptism is administered in the midst of the congregation of the faithful is so that he who is received is reputed and held by all for a Brother and Christian, and so that all might pray for him, that he be Christian of the heart, just as he is externally considered to be a Christian. And it is for this reason that we present the Children to Baptism. Those who the children touch the closest ought to do this, just as their parents do, and those to whom God has given this charity.

Jean Leger, L'Histoire Generale Des Eglises Evangeliques Des Vallees De Piemont ou Vaudoises, (France, Leyde: Jean le Carpentier, 1669), 67.

Nicholas Sarkozy, elu President de la France!

2007-05-07T00:10:00.001+02:00

http://s.tf1.fr/mmdia/v/89/4/1945894g.asx

A Dream

2007-04-12T02:35:00.000+02:00

I interrupt my study to tell you of a dream. Actually, it is my good friend, librarian, and valet, George Harrell, who had this dream some time ago, and told me about it today. It is a dark story. There was no humour in this dream. It was serious. I shall try to relate the narrative as faithfully as possible.

Once upon a time, there were some men in a town called Moscow, in the great Northwest. There was a great and grave meeting amongst the important men of the town. It took place in the Logos Fieldhouse, but it wasn't quite the Logos Fieldhouse (Let the reader understand the nature of dreams). It was quite dark, like during a wedding reception, and in the center lay a large, long, solid table, like the one found in Bucers. The ceiling above was a lofty vaulted ceiling, like a cathedral. There was a monastic feel to this event. I'm sure there was a large fire roaring in a stone fireplace--at least this was the feel. Around it were gathered these men of Moscow, discussing something important, with bunches of paper laid out in front of them. Suddenly, one of the men, a certain gentlemen from across the sea, stood and starting lecturing about the glories of the French Revolution, and continued for some time. All present listened intently. Then another gentlemen, a local who's father took care of the towns insurance, stood and said a derogatory statement, now forgotten (let the reader understand the nature of dreams) about the French and leur Révolution. He then sat. All was quite. you could have heard a mouse on the stone floor. The Frenchmen then sent his glove flying across the table, hitting the head which contained the mouth that dared utter those words of meprise concerning glorious France. All men sat aghast. Then one of the leaders among them stood. "He has thrown the glove. We must fulfil ritual." Upon these words, everyone stood up. Some sided with the Frenchman, some with the gentleman who was hit with the glove (who was also a librarian). All headed for the south entrance. Upon exiting, there was no parking lot. Instead was a green field, surrounded by a stone wall, with bleacher type benches surrounding the small field on all side. Every last person we knew, under the age of 25, was seated upon the bleachers, looking down at the two gentlemen. In the middle of this clearing, stood a man, dressed entirely in black and holding a large staff (he is commonly known as Jody, the mover of books). To his left and right stood two large swords, wedged loosely in the soft earth. The opponents were each handed a pair of long, black, leather gloves by those faithful to them, which they pulled on. All was silent once again. The man in black started going through the rules. "You must wait for my command. You may not..." etc. He had done this many times before. The two faced each other. All was silent, and George Harrell's dream slipped into fogginess.

Multae Mortes, Una Vita - The Mysterious Ways of God

2007-04-09T08:06:00.000+02:00

The Easter service was glorious! In his sermon, Dr. Leithart talked about how Jesus was not abandoned to Sheol as it would have seemed to everyone seeing Him die. In the same way we will never be abandoned to Sheol. Though we pass at times "into Sheol," as David did, Christ went ahead of us, and was raised the third day. His death was not pointless, and neither are our "Sheol's," as we too shall be raised. A new paradigm is set: a seed must go down into the ground and die in order that it might be raised to life.

We sang, "God Moves in a Mysterious Way," which is one of my favourite hymns:

God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.

Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs
And works his sovereign will.

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head.

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan His work in vain;
God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.

Wedding Pics

2007-04-04T20:00:00.000+02:00

Deborah is married!!!

Here are some of the pictures. Due to lack of time, they are not organized in any special way, but there is a basic, though fragmented, chronology.

www.danielfoucachon.com/beauchamp_wedding/

A New Member of the Family

2007-02-11T23:31:00.000+01:00

Sabrer le Champagne

2007-01-15T05:48:00.000+01:00

My uncle had David B. "sabrer le champagne". It's when you hit the neck of a champagne bottle in such a way that the neck of the bottle comes off neatly. He hit it at a bad angle after cheers of "harder", and, well...the rest you can see!

This is total immersion to French culture

4 stitches, some bandages, and some French cheese later:

France

2007-01-08T19:59:00.000+01:00

we're leaving tomorrow morning with several more bags than we came with

It has been a crazy, but very full and blessed ten days!!

I'm connected through the free wifi at the McDonald's that was walking distance from our old house

I've taken over 3,000 pictures so far, walked through Lyon several times, especially enjoying the medieval section and the Roman Amphitheater, bought several books, and was given 2 full boxes of books (mostly relating to philosophy and religion) from my uncle, eaten many amazing meals, many of which were enjoyed with extended family over several hours, and thoroughly enjoyed all the beauty around me!! And most of all, I've been able to spend some good time with my grand-parents, and with my Suzanne, Alex, Matt, and Timmy, though not nearly enough!!

I forgot how fast they drive here, and how narrow the roads are!! (now I realize why I have tended to drive faster than most Americans..)

a few pics:

Roman road

A bridge over Le Rhone

We are standing on some remains of the Roman Amphitheater, with a long exposure (13 seconds). We had to stay really still

Le Rhone, 15 second exposure

Joyeux Noel!

2006-12-25T11:28:00.000+01:00

Merry Christmas to one and to all!!

My vehicular transportation also wishes you a very Merry Christmas!
I'm sure Mr. Merkle will be happy to hear that Ford (or The Indefatigable) gets along just fine with LeSabre (or Knightley)