Tuesday, December 18, 2012


That would be me. Achy. Headache. I think I had a fever last night. We've been passing something around our house (despite children compulsively wiping down handles and surfaces) for the last week. I just hope this is the last of it and everyone can be well by Christmas. Everyone is being as good as they can, and bigger types are pitching in to help littler types make Christmas presents. I'll have many pictures to show next week.

Let's just say I'm trying not to panic at all I'm not doing which is not good for ones recovery. I may have to go the mask-the-symptoms-route and pretend that I'm well. Which is also not really good for ones recovery.

If you want something substantial to read, you can look at my most recent article at Heart of the Matter Online about Postcards to my Children.

So I'll go back to whatever it was I wasn't doing and you can remember to pray for little Chad while I do. I'm moving the three children who still need families out of the seven I've been advocating for to Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays.

This is Chad. He is 9 years old and has always lived in an institution. An institution with severe neglect. No one has ever even asked to look at his file and now it looks as though they never will. Pray that God will not let this little one become invisible. Pray that his parents will find him and show him what it means to be loved.

How about this picture?  He looks like a sweetheart with his curly hair.

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