For instance, had I kept up with the laundry the past couple of weeks, doing a load or two every single day, I would have saved myself what will eventually be ~11 loads done in a two day period. Or if I had actually thought about what my family was going to wear for Thanksgiving dinner (we do dress up a bit for it), oh, say a week ago, I wouldn't be scrambling for clothes right now. (Thus the need to do the laundry in order to see what everyone has... when the pile gets too big, you just can't fine anything in it.) And routinely, if I didn't let the papers pile up on my desk every two weeks, I know the bill paying would be a lot less torturous.
I need a "Procrastinators Recovery Program", or something along those lines. Has anyone kicked the habit? How did you do manage it? I really, really want to know.
In the meantime, I'll go back to my laundry (the trouble with getting it clean is that it needs to then be folded), and figuring out clothes, and making two pies, and
I think this is one of the sweetest looking little boys...
Continuing to advocate for the children in Bulgaria. Their files were sent back which means that they cannot be advocated for on Reese's Rainbow or have any funds donated towards their adoptions. It means they are essentially invisible and unwanted. It tells the government and the agencies that yes, indeed, their initial assumptions were correct. No one wants a child like these. They are not worth it.
But they are! They are created by God in His image and we are called to care for them. They are truly the least of these. I cannot let them go; I think about them in nearly every free moment that I have. I'm going to post one of their pictures here at the bottom of each of my posts each day. Would you join me in praying for each of these children? Pray that a family would come forward who is willing to adopt them. Love them. Pray that they will know they are not forgotten? There is still hope for these little ones as their files can be specially asked for, it just adds time to the process.
This is Kramer. I can't think of a time a child has touched my heart like this little boy has. (OK, maybe I can, it was H.'s picture.) He is 8 years old and has CP. Because of the CP, he has languished in a crib without appropriate food, love, or therapy. How can anyone look at this little boy and think he is worthless? Not worth the effort and love to allow him to flourish and reach his potential? He needs a family. He needs a mother and father who will love him. Please...