After getting married and agreeing on having TWO children, we suddenly have a houseful. We wouldn't go back . Each of our little blessings have brought us more joy than we could have imagined. So is this where we stop? Well, not exactly. We were happily minding our own business, comfortable with the way things were going, when we were shocked out of our comfort zone. A small tug, a gentle whisper, and a pair of shoes. A tiny pair of shoes that belonged to a little girl no older than eight, on the other side of the world. What was so gripping about the sight of those shoes was that the young girl they belonged to was constrained to give herself as a prostitute to survive. That is when our hearts broke. To imagine a tiny daughter, no bigger than our own, having to sacrifice her childhood as a prisoner to the sickening child trafficking that is common overseas... this was more than we could bear to think about. We decided we had to do something. This is where our journey begins; we are busy researching, praying, fundraising, and putting together our dossier...all in hopes of providing a loving environment and a hopeful future for one of these precious little children.
This is a new adventure for sure, a leap of faith, and a chance to rely on the Grace of God to guide our footsteps. We covet your prayers, your support, and your creative ideas as we come up with ways to raise the funding for this mission.
A small space in our hearts sits empty....waiting to welcome them home.
" And anyone who welcomes a little child like this on my behalf is welcoming me".
Life was pretty predictable. Mark worked. I worked. The kids were in school and daycare. We saw each other for a few minutes in passing. Suddenly one day, this was not okay. I had very little left to give my family and felt like my babies were growing up and I was missing it. So came the rearranging. I quit the jobs that were sucking the life out of me, and adjusted my schedule to not only be home more with the kids, but also to embark on the adventure of homeschooling. It seemed Jacob was getting overwhelmed by all the activity of being in school, and needed help to refocus on moving forward in his studies. The only answer that seemed to make sense was to work with him ourselves. It has been a learning experience for ALL of us! I am learning patience daily... and finding creative ways to keep things interesting and engaging for everyone. We are settling into these new routines, and although some days find me cranky from trying to teach phonics and math after having been awake all night at work, it is evident the time we are having together is reaping rich blessings for the whole family.
So after years of finding "newsletters" a bit pretentious and overbearing, here I am essentially doing the same thing in the form of a blog. Well they say change is good, right? My goal is to filter and "pen" an account of the days and moments that are changing and molding me as I seem to have entered a new and dynamic period in my life... a peek inside the workings of a few servants that God has so clearly made plans for and laid hands on. The main characters include my loving and devoted husband of 9 years, my son and two young daughters, the little miracle on the way, and the adopted one that God has so clearly nudged us to welcome into our lives. Please walk alongside us, laugh and cry with us, pray with us, and see in us the miracles our Heavenly Father has and will perform.