Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.
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Conrad becoming a father officially
Took him long enough. Granted, it was a matter of temporary vs permanent residence. And after the first 5 years, he reapplied for a renewal of the temporary residence and only after he could apply for the permanent residence. But just as he got his second term of temporary residence, the pandemic hit. And for…
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Dream
Toward the morning, I dreamt that I was at a large church where Maggie and Mike shared about something. At first it was a mix of the many churches I attended in my life (pbcc Inului Iris) At the end we had prayer time and someone led me by the arm all the way to…
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Am vrut să intru la voi și m-ați primit
Și am cinat împreună și v-am spus de dragostea Tatălui, despre speranța și vindecare. Iertarea e grea pentru cine are așa de mult de iertat. Un tânăr de aceeași vârstă cu Izidor a întrebat ce sa facă daca nu își poate ierta părinții ca l-au abandonat. A crescut in orfelinat pana la 22 ani când…
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Izidor week
I am in awe of how much we were albe to accomplish together. Sarah is a great leader and communicator, and the team was so fun to work with. I don’t feel connected enough nor so resourceful to organize multiple movie screenings. And yet we just wrapped up a week of extraordinary momentum in creating…
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Izidor – day 1
“What would you like me to say in the introduction?” “Ask a few question to draw them in.” — Have you ever visited an orphanage when they were still open, in their classic form? Have you heard of the institution for irrecoverable children? As a kid I visited the orphanage with my church every Easter…
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Failing
There must be a balance between taking care of family with warmth and presence and commitment, and the ability to empower them to grow mature and responsible. I was never pushed outside of my comfort zone too early. Some natural things in my family, like spending time at my grandmother as the eldest cousin, observing…
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The green season
The biggest blockage in learning and growing is blaming someone else for our discomfort, misfortune. We are dealt the cards we are dealt and we can play the game, adjust as we go, adapt, with courage and humility, with gratitude and poise. I have held my breath at times, often times, aware that my mood,…
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Comparison
I always believed that my self-sufficiency was rooted in my introversion. I didn’t need others to feel at ease, whole, happy. It may have had something to do with my dedication to God, no matter what, when I was 12. I had become aware of my complete and utter need for Him, based on everything…
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Honest look at my schedule
It’s so freeing to speak the truth. I got on a zoom call to meet a new friend and see if I could help her set up a few private screenings of a movie she produced. A mutual friend who is too kind and sees the very best in everyone, she connected us. I admit…
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Hospitality – in progress
I have worked on this topic for a long time. I’m re-polishing a talk fit a certain context. At some point I had two different directions, both valid and powerful. But my heart is on simplifying it. Too much information crowds the heart.
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Awkward
I trip over my words. My mind doesn’t work quite so smoothly. I misremembered a kid’s name as I talked to the mom, and when I’m called upon to share something I can hear crickets in my head. I must document this stage as I do think it’s temporary. This is not who I am.…
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Rachela
When someone talks to you,the world stops,and you listen so well.If the world doesn’t quiet down,you make it so,you silence it like Jesus silenced the storm.And you draw near,and there is no judgement.Just peace. Your self irony, and humility,your poise and humor,you pave the way to honest relationships. Fretting over wellbeing, safety, balance.Any seed of…
