My seven -year-old adopted daughter is partially deaf. I stand there, between clothes racks, witnessing hands moving between strangers. In conversation without words. I interrupt with my lips, not even thinking that they may have no voice and that I might make a complete fool of myself. One vocalizes clearly in response, and I am relieved. She […]
We walk down this path. Again. You and I. The one you “held back on”. Almost a year ago. When your eyes. Downcast. Heart. Hard. Your smile….. Reluctant. Shadows of pain. Covering your soul. Conversation. Difficult. Careful. Cautious. You. Uncomfortable. Mentioning. The word, “Mother”. Ruffled memories. Making way to unsettling silence. Your fear. That paralyzing fear. Crippling […]
Today is orphan Sunday. Do you remember when YOU were an orphan? Before you met Christ? When you walked in darkness? Without hope or a family? I do. And it makes me rejoice even more that I am adopted into the Kingdom of God! All glory be to our precious Savior! So, please, celebrate […]
I would love to think the world is a painting. Blended together with strokes of grace. Intertwined with a great array of flavor. Each pallet magnificently complimenting the other… But it just isn’t so. We are not a mixing bowl…as I would like to think…. Adoption has taught me. My youngest, African American daughter, exposed…to people, […]
It lingers. Song of healing. Past the laundry room. Down the hall. From her room. The broken one. Mending. And she is not who she used to be. Any longer. Quiet. Scared. Fearful. Hiding behind a smile draped across her hurting. Today. Our eyes can meet. And I can see her soul. Barely. More at some […]
Some mornings the obligations of the world jump out at you. Cling on. Take old. Long before your first sip of coffee. And this morning was one of those mornings. I hoped for the chance. To squeeze out some “me” time. Wake up slowly. Sip coffee. Something I haven’t enjoyed since, I don’t know when. Grace […]