Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.

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  • Do I trust my emotions?

    Do I trust my emotions?

    I rely on them often. They are an engine of eloquence, of drive, of courage. I have learned to slow down and pray, commit my overdrive to God. But then I go for it. I speak my mind. I take action. I make decisions. I am an emotional activist. And in my youth I learned…

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  • Despre așteptare

    Despre așteptare

    Ca un vulcan, ca o tornada, alimentata emoțional, imi adâncesc picioarele in tărie, citind Psalmi, rugându-ma neîncetat, apoi imi fac curaj sa înfrunt lumea, pasivitatea, si nedreptatea. Am așteptat, din respect, dintr-o încredere oarba in sistem, datorită unei echipe dedicate care mi-a câștigat încrederea. M-am rugat si am crezut. Am crezut ca prin credința putem…

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  • Letter to my youngest

    Letter to my youngest

    My sweet younger daughter, Whom I haven’t met yet, but my heart knows you. My prayers are not in vain. Your heart is precious. Your life matters. I pray with passion For our reunion And in the same breath I submit my dream to God; May His perfect will be done In His perfect timing.…

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  • The power of words.

    The power of words.

    What example do we set for the vulnerable, set to imitate, easily impressionable ones?  Do we pray for wisdom in our old age? Or we feel we lived enough to humble ourselves and open ourselves to correction and guidance from Above?  Kids play. And they use in their play bits and pieces of words they…

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  • Centru comunitar

    Centru comunitar

    Cartierul în care locuiesc, are în plan să construiască un centru comunitar. Cel puțin în planul aprobat pentru construcții și promovat în materialele primite la cumpărarea unei proprietăți în acest cartier. Visăm încă totuși la un loc de joacă, pentru copiii care cresc mai repede decât planurile de dezvoltare ale cartierului. Există un sentiment de…

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  • After ROM

    After ROM

    I’ve lost steam in the past. I got discouraged as things didn’t change or people didn’t respond as I had hoped they would.  Aware of the difference in my enthusiasm and vision as I return from a couple of inspiring conferences, and the outcome of my attempts to do something, I started small and I…

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  • What is ROM

    What is ROM

    “Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind” — Romans 12:2 My sister in law asked if she could read more about this conference we went to. Based on our conversation afterward, it sounded very intriguing to her. But there are no brochures. It has…

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  • I *blame the renewing of my mind

    I *blame the renewing of my mind

    It has only been 12 hours since we got back from Macedonia, and though I didn’t make a conscious decision to practice disagreeing well, I did something uncharacteristic. Or something I had forgotten (how) to do. Speak up.  Speak up even when a group seems silent.  We often wait to disagree well till we have…

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  • Pine cones and pastries

    Pine cones and pastries

    The forest is my fatherWhere we walkAnd he taught meOf his FatherThe peace and the beautyReflected for usAs His cathedralWe pray as we walkTogether and aloneBut not really alone Like him I come to communeWith the world and with GodTo give up my problems To focus on the detailsAnd the big picture The distractions of life fadedThrough…

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  • Ohrid

    Ohrid

    The tall mountains of Macedonia are rolling stubbornly in the clouds. There’s a blue haze of heat and humidity layering the peaks, in darker and lighter shades.  We left Ohrid.  Jackie is sleeping, dreaming of hugs and laughter. She has adopted an army of aunts and uncles. She has had memorable connections and conversations, has…

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  • Not my merit

    Not my merit

    Is it the merit of the child who asks or the parent who gives? When we pray and God answers, how powerful do we feel? We take comfort in the fact that the Creator of the Universe is our Father, so generous, quick to forgive and slow to anger, so very loving… but it’s not…

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  • Bethel

    Bethel

    We all survived a week of flexible schedule. Nothing started or ended on time. We went with the flow. The pullbacks were gentle and could have driven some timely, organized people crazy.  It’s odd that an entire group of 40 adult didn’t bring forth at least one people to react negatively to this extraordinary lack…

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