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Rescue those who are being dragged to death, and from those tottering to execution withdraw not. Friday, September 30, 2011. Monday, September 26, 2011. The children whose names few know, whose mere existence few will ever know.
Wednesday, September 21, 2016. John Pavlovitz Saved Me from Public Humiliation Over Stating the Truth of Black Lives Matter. There is a man named John Pavlovitz, a pastor in fact, who lives in Wake Forest, NC, who called me hateful, ignorant and a liar tonight on his twitter account. Not becoming behaviour for a church leader, is it? Anyone can view the BLM guiding principles proudly displayed on their website, so why would I make it up? Of course, he.
Saturday, February 2, 2013. In my quest to become more healthy, get our house better organized and spend more time unplugged as a family, my blogging has become non-existent. This being said, I am glad to be at the keyboard to write some of our laughs from the past month. 4 We were putting up some new blinds.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009. Last week we had her hair cut for a good cause. donating her two pony-tails to Angel Wings; for making into wigs for kids with cancer. She was so excited and frankly nervous. I was so proud of her. She is so beautiful, all gown-up. Our dear friend and cancer survivor. Wednesday, January 7, 2009. Strength, Health, Energy, Time.
This blog is to keep our family and friends updated on our growing family and our lives. We live in small town Wisconsin with our 2 sweet daughters, adopted from Ethiopia! Thursday, December 24, 2009. Okay, first and foremost I want to thank everyone who posted a comment here or on FB. So, to read comments from all of these amazing women who were going through some of the same things I was helped me immensely.
Our journey to bring Kristina and Alyona home from Ukraine. Tuesday, August 24, 2010. Lord, remind me how brief my time on earth will be. Remind me that my days are numbered- how fleeting my life is. You have made my life no longer than the width of my hand. My entire lifetime is just a moment to you;. At best, each of us is but a breath. We are merely moving shadows,. And all our busy rushing ends in nothing. We heap up wealth, not knowing who will spend it. And so, Lord, where do I put my hope? A bab.