Hope’s Adoption Story

Let me introduce you to Hope, for National Adoption Awarement Month. Hope is an incredible leader of college-aged women. I first met Hope at a conference, in Colorado. She has the most gentle spirit and has a way of seeing people in the distance, then going to greet them. Her eyes weren’t on herself, but were […]

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The Miracle of Adoption

Friends, I cannot tell you how many times tears streamed down my face, reading all of these adoption God-stories. I am so honored and privileged to be allowed to share such stories of hope, redemption and love for National Adoption Awareness Month. Just a reminder, these stories aren’t from some untouchable saints. Stories shared here, are […]

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Our Story, Our Faith, Our Adoption

Do you know what this month is? It’s National Adoption Awareness Month! As a result, I am breaking away from my normal posts to focus on a subject that is close to our family’s heart… Foster Care and Adoption!  Many of you may know, last November our family adopted a sibling set of three biological sisters from […]

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I Forgive You

I. forgive. you. Three little words. Three uneventful, uneloquent, rather simple, and honestly too often said nonchallantly, words. My three-year-old obediently says them when she has taken one of her sister’s toys. My seven-year-old proclaims this phrase, after unnecessarily exploding. And yet, the power, the power of letting the toxic cancer of a bitter heart flow […]

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Won’t You Lay Down Your Hand?

Sheets of rain pound the thirsty ground. And we are all thirsty, if we are honest. Are the heavens gracious or cruel, as torrents of rain wash the filth still settling from our roof just cleaned, a few days ago. And when does the brick builder come back to build? Adding layers to our patio, abandoned […]

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This Is My Sanctuary

Eyes closed in the breathe of morn. A night song rises in my chest. But instead of loud and brazen, I nuzzle its anthem like a nursing child, aching for lullabies, needing the worth of a parent in the darkness. And it is there I find rest. There, I sense the affirmation I have been needing […]

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