Beautiful Feet

I was about to sit on the side of the bathtub the other night to bathe Jessica.  As I took off my sandals to sit on the ledge of the tub she looked at my feet and said, “Mommy, your feet are dirty, let me wash them.”  At first I looked down at my feetContinue reading “Beautiful Feet”

Walking in his shoes…

The needs of this country are hard to see everyday.  Death is hard to see.  Hunger is hard when it knocks at your gate every day.  Poverty is hard when they are your physical neighbors. But for me, the hardest part of every day is seeing children at home, washing dishes or clothes, cooking, cleaningContinue reading “Walking in his shoes…”

Love is Patient. Part 2

As I sat patiently waiting on the couch, it seemed like almost an hour, although I’m sure it was hardly 5 minutes…I heard a noise in the hall way and I stood up.  There he was walking hand in hand with a caregiver from the orphanage.  His head was down and his eyes were watchingContinue reading “Love is Patient. Part 2”

Where’s Gabriel? Part 1.

Where’s Gabriel?  Part 1. Written Thursday September 30 I have gotten many questions about Gabriel and have not been able to respond, because it is difficult.  This is the hardest thing I have ever written about.  It’s a terrifying memory.  A heartbreaking event.  And though God knows the end, I do not yet, which breaksContinue reading “Where’s Gabriel? Part 1.”