Monday, October 22, 2012


This little sweetie is Arnaud, born on February 9, 2009.  He was abandoned when he was about 7 months old.  At that time, he was placed in an orphanage, and he is now available for adoption.

Since arriving at the orphanage, Arnaud has been diagnosed with Sickle Cell anemia (SS type).  He is receiving treatment, but he does have a serious strain of this disease.  Otherwise, he is in good health.  He is pleasant, agreeable and loves to play with the other children in the orphanage. 

His adoption would be facilitated by Adoption Advocates International, Burkina Faso program.  Burkina Faso generally requires a small family size.  If you have room in your heart and home for this little one, I'd be happy to help you get more information.

These Girls are Going to Change the World

I love this picture!

Last weekend we reunited with friends who we met when they had only been in America for a few days.  
Each girl is pointing to her home country- Ethiopia, Burundi, and Burkina Faso.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012


I never wanted to home school.  But God laid it on my heart that this would be the best educational and emotional choice for one of my children.

After much sighing, praying it away, and a few tears, I submitted.

And God ran with it.

Today I find myself not only home schooling one of my daughters, but also a pregnant 15 year old.  She came to me via the Safe Families program.

And it is hard.  And it is good.  And I have little time to blog anymore, but more time to marvel at God and how He works and how He invites us to join Him in his plan.

And sometimes I think, why am I doing all of this? Does it even matter?  Is it worth the cost?  And then I get a text.  A text from the mother of our heart baby we took care of last fall and winter.  Many texts and pictures with an update and that little pumpkin is thriving! And my heart is full.  So happy to have played a part.  To be a small part of an absolute miracle!

And I stand in awe of the One who sent me on that mission.  And continues to send ME, scared and weary me,to do his work.  To be his hands and feet.  And I am grateful.  And I am honored.  And I am changed.

I am not amazing, I am SENT.