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join me as I share the broken, refreshed and renewed writings of my heart, as my frayed edges are being hemmed into the woman GOD created me to be.

{I only pray I won’t obscure the view, as I do my best to point you to the cross.}

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the best kind of children

We were headed out the door of the store when she walked up to me with the biggest smile on her face. She spoke with the most delightful “Hello!” She proceeded to compliment the children on their¬† behavior, and how she noticed how helpful they were being to me.“These are all your children?” I nod with a smile and say “yes, they are!” She beamed with a twinkle in her eye and said “good for you!” She elaborated a bit about her personal life story as a mother. She had raised four boys and they were such a joy, she wished she could do it all over again.

two worlds apart | when momma can't be there

A year ago TODAY, a precious little newborn girl was found left alone, abandoned. Although we don’t always understand the reasons why people make certain life altering decisions. Two worlds apart, a birth mother made a very hard and difficult decision. I don’t know her reasoning’s, or even the situations she was going through in her life. I may never know why. But I can’t help but feel the ache and pain of this mother, who carried her baby for months.

unaware of love

She has spent all but 4 days of her life in a little wooden crib with a bamboo mat. Occasionally, she’s lifted for brief moments to have floor time. She’s very familiar with her institutional setting. She has no perception or idea of what her very near future is about to hold. The four pink walls of her orphanage room have become all she has ever known these past 14 months of her life. Her world is so very small right now. Even in her wildest baby dreams can she even fathom what is straight ahead in the next few weeks.

“But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling, like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.” — George Gordon