M’s Story, Part IV
This is a continuation of our latest adoption story. Please read parts I, II and III of “M’s Story” before reading this. On Wednesday, January 4th, we found out that M was “paper ready” and was now available to the other families in the YWAM...
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M’s Story, Part III
This is a continuation of the story of our latest adoption. Be sure to read the previous 2 posts, Part I and II of M’s Story, before reading this post. God’s miraculous hand in this story had begun working out the details long before we even knew M existed. You...
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M’s story, Part II
This is a continuation of our latest adoption story. Start at “Why the Silence, M’s Story Part I” before reading this post… After talking to Jason, I did what most women do, I immediately got on the phone and called a select few friends to share the news...
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Why the Silence? M’s story part I
Why the silence lately??? Because I knew if I blogged at all, I would spill the beans! Today Jason and I officially accepted the referral of a precious little boy from Ethiopia. Our journey to him and everything that has occurred along the way is nothing less than miraculous. We...
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Isaiah 58:10-11 And if you spend yourselves in behalf of the hungry and satisfy the needs of the oppressed, then your light will rise in the darkness, and your night will become like the noonday. The LORD will guide you always; he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail.
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I got this question from a reader of my blog. It is a great question and one that others probably have too.
Meet the Gundersons…
Here is a blurb from mom Jessie Gunderson. They are adopting 2 older children from Ethiopia and are in the midst of raising funds. If you would like to help bring these 2 kiddos into a wonderful family, consider donating to their adoption during February and you will also be entered to win a pair of tickets to Disneyland!!!! I’ll Never Get my Life Back I’ve never thought of myself as the mothering type. I was the girl making mud pies and riding horses. The delight I experienced once I started having kids surprised me but I still longed for a day when they’d be grown up and I’d get my...
Read MoreAnd this is why…
Every once in a while it strikes me… Mark and Sarah really are living miracles. Not just the miracle of adoption and how God provided in amazing ways. But the miracle that they lived. That they survived and are here with us, a family. I won’t detail their stories here, but when I recall their beginnings or watch videos like this, I am reminded of the precious gifts of our Ethiopian children, and the sad, unjust reality of how they entered life and what their birth moms endured. This past week I started my first on line class with Mercy In Action, to become a CPM (Certified...
Read MoreThe Veil is Lifted
This is a continuation of how God directed me (and a few good friends) to step out in faith to help, love and serve the physically, emotionally and spiritually broken of our world. If you haven’t read the first part “Bearing the Burden”, I ask you to take a minute to catch up. I promise it is short:) The veil is lifted… After nearly 20 minutes of sobbing and finding myself in a snotty, puffy mess, I decided to forgo my workout and instead find another quiet corner of the gym to gather myself. I began to ask God “What do you want me to do?” It was then that the thought...
Read MoreBearing the Burden
I don’t even know where to start. I already feel like my words will fail to adequately present the miraculous hand of God in this story, which is probably why it has taken me so long to write one single word about it. There is so much to tell, and the more I reflect on my journey, the farther back I wish to start. But such deep reflection is for another time…. Nearly a month ago I found myself tucked away, hiding in the corner of the workout area at my gym, and crying uncontrollably. I hid my face in the corner, nose nearly touching the wall, afraid that a random stranger concerned that I...
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