tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79638526109850584272024-03-12T22:39:34.107-07:00Jesus Loves Orphanslizzielouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04341623233889214517noreply@blogger.comBlogger119125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963852610985058427.post-5953010476399829302017-03-06T13:09:00.000-08:002017-03-06T13:09:37.210-08:00Happy Birthday Faithie!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This little cutie-pie turned 7 just a few weeks ago!!!!</div>
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Wow does time fly. Faith is now 7 years old!!!</div>
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Faith is doing amazing in school, learning both English and French and mastering both. She is learning how to read which is super fun!</div>
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The night before her birthday Faith had a sleep over with Mommy and Daddy! Like every year, I thought of her birth Mom. As I watched Faithie sleeping in the dark I was thinking how it was already her birthday in China and wondering how her birth Mom was. I am sure she was thinking of her little baby from 7 years ago too and wondering how she is doing and where she is. I prayed for her and asked the Lord to comfort her heart. </div>
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Faith is thriving. Growing and changing so fast. I just finished and mailed her final progress report to China. She has grown a foot and a half in 5 years! </div>
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Very grateful to the Lord for allowing this little blessing into our family and for allowing me to be this spicy chicken's Mommy!</div>
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May the Lord bless you today, love, Elisabeth xoxoxoxo</div>
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Someone was coming over to my house to have a coffee.<br />
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I was zipping all over the place tidying as I went.....<br />
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I talk with God at all different times during my day.....<br />
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And when I am really blessed, and mostly when I least expect it, He talks to me.<br />
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So I was cleaning my bathroom quickly and there was a bit of dirt in the bathtub left over from a bath the night before, or maybe the night before that.<br />
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Anyway as I was scrubbing it away, I only had time, and to be honest, I only had the energy, and/or desire, to clean the parts that people would see immediately when they walked in the bathroom.<br />
I didn't feel like doing a good old fashioned scrubbing to make it really sparkly and truly clean!<br />
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God spoke to me about how cleaning that bathtub, and only cleaning the parts that were right there in the open for people to see, to make it look good and not really get the whole thing done properly, well He said, do I have parts like that on the inside of my heart? <br />
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Parts that are dirty and ugly?<br />
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Parts that I only let him scrape the surface dirt away from?<br />
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And even worse than that....<br />
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Do I ask Him to cleanse me of them because I am concerned about them showing up on the outside and making me look bad?<br />
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Because of how they would make me look if they showed up in a comment or a hurtful word?<br />
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Or is it because I want to be more like Him.<br />
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I love my Jesus and I love to be taught by Him, even when the truths are hard to hear.<br />
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Bless you today<br />
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Thank you for saving my life<br />
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Thank you for your sacrifice<br />
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Thank you for calling my name<br />
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How I thank you<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Today I was singing along to a Watoto Childrens choir cd in the car and from behind me I hear Faithie's little voice softly singing to Jesus</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Thank you for saving my life</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Thank you for your sacrifice</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Thank you for calling my name</span><br />
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And Amen.<br />
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Thank you Father.<br />
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Thank you.<br />
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Mustard seed size faith.<br />
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Dreaming BIG.<br />
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And loving my Jesus all along the way........lizzielouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04341623233889214517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963852610985058427.post-56002488962535659662015-03-24T10:53:00.000-07:002015-03-24T10:53:22.497-07:00A Daddy and his girls<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I came into Faithie's room the other day to find this!!!!!<br />
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Daddy painting his little girl's fingers and toes. SO adorable. SO love to see her with her Daddy getting the love she deserves!<br />
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And then Daddy's big girl realized what was going on and wanted in on the loving too! Daughters are a blessing from the Lord!<br />
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LOVE! LOVE! LOVE!!!!!lizzielouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04341623233889214517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963852610985058427.post-23593855182822499652015-02-10T07:36:00.001-08:002015-02-10T07:36:19.768-08:00Babies are growing up!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So cute! Brothers "shaving" in the bath together! <br />
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Three birthdays in January and Feb! Isabelle turned 15! Noah turned 5! and Faith turned 5!<br />
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Tea for two!<br />
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Playing with their new twin boy/girl babies!<br />
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Time just seems to fly by, winter is almost over and soon it will be spring !!!<br />
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God's blessings on you today, wherever you are.<br />
xoxoxooxoxoxoxoxolizzielouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04341623233889214517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963852610985058427.post-48202588267764742232015-02-09T11:24:00.001-08:002015-02-09T11:24:24.287-08:00On your fifth birthday........Dear Faithie,<br />
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On your fifth birthday, I would like you to know how much I love you.<br />
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I am so grateful to God that I get to be your Mama.<br />
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My spicy chicken.<br />
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I would not change a thing about you.<br />
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And today, you celebrate your third birthday home with your family.<br />
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Today means that you have been home with us longer than you were away.<br />
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I am so grateful to your birth Mama.<br />
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I think of her today with love and respect and gratitude.<br />
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And I am sure she is thinking of you. Because no one who has looked into those deep brown eyes of yours could ever forget you.<br />
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You are so loved my sweet baby. So very loved.<br />
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You quiet my soul<br />
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Jesus, you are Lord over all<br />
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(beautiful and comforting words taken from Kari Jobe's song "Lord over all")<br />
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Things have been cloudy at our house lately.......<br />
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My head has been cloudy.<br />
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My heart has been cloudy.<br />
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And sometimes I have felt really discouraged.<br />
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I had to go for a drive the other day to get a few things and I was by myself which is not the normal way I drive.<br />
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Everywhere I looked for as far as I could see there were clouds, thick clouds in every direction, no matter where I turned to look at the sky.<br />
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It made me think that this is how I feel right now, clouds everywhere.....<br />
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And then as I continued to drive, from out of nowhere (the sky was totally overcast) out in front of me was a beautiful blue color of sky.....the clouds had opened just a little and there it was.<br />
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I smiled so big because God showed that to me to tell me that there is always blue sky somewhere underneath all of those clouds, whether they are in our lives or in the sky.<br />
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We don't always see the blue but we must trust that it is there, it will come!<br />
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I went about the rest of my day singing to Him.......<br />
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He doesn't have to show me any of those things, He just does it because He loves me.<br />
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Hope this encourages you if you are reading it! xoxoxooxoxoxoxoxolizzielouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04341623233889214517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963852610985058427.post-64420566373167493512014-09-30T11:26:00.005-07:002014-09-30T11:27:48.713-07:00Spending time with little ones<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: blue;">Spending time with these little guys is like therapy</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Thanking God today for all four of my blessings. My children. And my sweet hubby.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Lord, how am I going to make any difference there? </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">For just one week?</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">I am so small.....</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">And the Lord tells me.....</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Because I am going with you.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Because I am the one leading you.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">It is I who is sending you.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">It is I who will be working there, you are just the vessel I will use.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">And I know that it's ok to leave my family.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">And I know that He will do great things there....</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Because HE is so GREAT and so BIG and so MAJESTIC and so POWERFUL.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">And I am so small.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">That I fit into the palm of His hand.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Where He is so faithful to always keep me.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">God is great and I am not.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">And Oh how I love that.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red;">Adorable Little children of Nicaragua.......HERE WE COME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span><br />
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My beautiful girl with her amazing Daddy.....</div>
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They have bonded so closely in the last few months......</div>
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It has been so beautiful to watch the Lord do His work.......</div>
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It was not always easy or happy for Faithie and Daddy......</div>
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They have had their struggles.....</div>
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And my beautiful baby girl is free......</div>
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Spending time with little ones is like spending time with Jesus. <br />
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Their innocence and honesty and tenderness is a balm for the soul.<br />
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I took this photo this morning as we were heading out the door to get some fresh air after a bit of a rebellious morning.<br />
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One of my little ones did something they are not supposed to do. <br />
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I scooped them up and gently explained that they are not allowed to hit.<br />
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And that they would have to sit down near Mama for a few minutes and think about what they did and how to say sorry.<br />
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That did not go over well.<br />
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The heart was not willing.<br />
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The arms became folded across the chest.<br />
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The eyes glared.<br />
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And beautiful lips turned into a frown.<br />
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Mama tried several times to set next to her little one and explain again that all they had to do was say sorry, and truly mean it and their time sitting down would be finished.<br />
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That was met with more rebellion.<br />
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Finally after a long while, I saw it.<br />
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The heart softened, the face softened, the arms unfolded and turned into a big hug for Mama and for their sibling.<br />
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And right then God spoke to me and asked me "How many times have I tried to reason with you?" <br />
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But instead of listening to me you think you have it all figured out on your own.<br />
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God sits and waits while I fold my arms across my chest and refuse to do as He says.<br />
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And then finally....<br />
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The wonderful feeling of glorious freedom that comes from simple obedience to my Father. <br />
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Even when He asks me to do something I think is hard. <br />
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Or something I don't think can be done.<br />
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God is faithful.<br />
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He takes us under His wings and shelters us when we don't deserve it.<br />
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Thank you little one.<br />
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God taught me yet one more thing through your sweet little self today.<br />
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I love you to the moon and back.<br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">AND YES, SHE IS JUST AS BEAUTIFUL ON THE INSIDE AS SHE IS ON THE OUTSIDE!</span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"> GOD BLESS YOU!</span>lizzielouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04341623233889214517noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963852610985058427.post-31134827337431736322014-01-27T11:41:00.000-08:002014-01-27T11:46:40.931-08:00Why I will not answer personal questions about our daughters adoption in publicOur daughter came home at 2 years of age so I am not sure of how much she understood about her past, her present and her future<br />
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I do know that she is wise beyond her years and very perceptive. She can pick up on very small things sometimes that you wouldn't necessarily think a child her age would understand. And I have seen her become very quiet and withdrawn when certain things are brought up in conversation.<br />
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She is now almost 4.<br />
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People are curious. People are concerned. I appreciate that. I am a curious and concerned person too.<br />
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Faithie's story is hers. And hers to know and understand first before anyone else.<br />
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As of now I will not answer to any personal questions about our daughters adoption in front of her. Whether it be from family, friends or strangers. By personal I mean things like "How do you know if the birthday you celebrate with her is her real birthday?" "How do you know if that is her real age?" <br />
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These may seem like harmless questions and if they are coming from the people I know, our family and friends that are in her life, I know that they mean no harm and are just curious or concerned.<br />
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There needs to be a little more sensitivity when the little one you are asking the question about it is in the same room. That's all. It is possible that my daughter will hear. And I don't want her to find out details about her life from a conversation she heard in a crowded room full or people.<br />
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By Gods grace, to protect my little one, I will find a way to answer the question depending on what it is, or totally ignore the question, depending on the situation. I am always more than happy to answer questions one on one. Anyone who knows me knows how much I love to talk about adoption, some of you might even be sick of hearing about it!<br />
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There are certain conversations that should only take place in a quiet and safe space and only between a Mommy and Daddy and their little girl.<br />
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Much love to any and all who read this whether you are someone I know or someone I don't, love you just the same!<br />
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<span style="color: black;">THIS IS ZOEY. THIS IS THE FIRST PICTURE I EVER SAW OF HER AND IT SHOCKED ME TO MY CORE. I WONDERED HOW SHE WAS STILL ALIVE AND JUST WHO WAS GOING TO TAKE A LEAP OF FAITH AND GO AND GET THIS SWEET GIRL?</span><br />
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AND THIS IS ZOEY MEETING HER NEW MAMA FOR THE FIRST TIME JUST A FEW WEEKS AGO.....WHAT A BEAUTIFUL TEAM! LOOK HOW HAPPY SHE IS! SHE KNOWS SHE IS LOVED AND ADORED, YOU CAN SEE IT ALL OVER HER FACE!<br />
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I LEARNED TONIGHT THAT ZOEY PASSED AWAY YESTERDAY, SHE JUST COULDNT HOLD ON ANY LONGER AND DIED. (THE COUNTRY SHE WAS BEING ADOPTED FROM HAS TWO TRIPS, THIS MEETING WAS ONLY THE FIRST TRIP SO HER FAMILY HAD TO LEAVE HER TO CONTINUE THE PROCESS)<br />
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THIS NEWS HAS SMASHED MY HEART INTO PIECES AGAIN FOR ALL OF THE CHILDREN WHO WAIT. <br />
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JUST WHAT ARE WE DOING?<br />
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WHAT ARE WE DOING WITH ALL THAT GOD HAS GIFTED US WITH?<br />
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HOW MANY EXCUSES DO WE HAVE?<br />
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PLEASE UNDERSTAND THAT I KNOW THAT NOT EVERYONE CAN ADOPT. BUT IF YOU CAN ADOPT, IF YOU WANT TO ADOPT, PLEASE TAKE THE LEAP!<br />
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IF YOU CANNOT ADOPT, PLEASE SUPPORT A FAMILY WHO IS ADOPTING. THAT IS CARING FOR ORPHANS TOO!<br />
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PLEASE PRAY FOR THIS ANGELS FAMILY AS THEY GRIEVE AN ENORMOUS LOSS.<br />
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XOXOOXOXOXOXO AND IF YOU HAVE BABIES OF YOUR OWN, HUG THEM TIGHTER TONIGHT.lizzielouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04341623233889214517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963852610985058427.post-76923371171663255592013-12-23T12:59:00.000-08:002013-12-23T12:59:31.518-08:00Tiny feet are such a treat<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: red;">Tiny feet are such a treat! So much cuteness! Caught this picture of Noah and Faith's little tootsies the other day when I came in the room and they both had their little feet crossed.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Our Jiangxi princess is doing so wonderful these days. She is growing so well and has matured so much! What a change my hubby and I see lately in how she is able to calm down and regulate her emotions. Its amazing.</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">She LOVES her big sis and her big sis LOVES her! Even with 10 years between them they still fight sometimes but those moments make us feel normal and they are few and far between. What a blessing these two girls are. So glad that they have each other. Sisters forever!</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">My twins. These two spend their whole day with Mommy and they sure keep me busy! A good busy. They are just adorable together, they share a room, and have both now realized that they each have a special place in the family and there is always enough love to go around. Gifts from God to be sure.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"> May God bless you today!!!</span>lizzielouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04341623233889214517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963852610985058427.post-84006058143753988452013-07-15T11:56:00.000-07:002013-07-15T11:56:54.768-07:00Going to New Places<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I took Faithie for a walk tonight in the ergo. We are going away in a few weeks for a couple of days to a cabin in the woods. Lots of stuff going on in her precious little head.....I was telling her about where we are going, Tadoussac, it's a place we have been to many times, but not yet with Faithie.<br />
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She became very worried that she would get left behind there somehow, that we would leave her on the beach and then she would never see me again. I reassured her many times that I would never ever leave her. Then I told her that if something happened to her God would help her. So she asked me if God has a car to come and get her and bring her back home!<br />
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And she wanted to know if we could bring the ergo....it is her favourite place to be still, and I love it too, snuggling with her in there and talking. I take turns bringing her and Noey for walks in there.<br />
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Loving the quiet days of summer with my 4 treasures. Learning to heed the Lord's push to be still and relax and enjoy.</div>
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<span style="color: magenta;">Over a year since this little monkey has been home. One year home progress report on its way to our agency to be forwarded to her beautiful birth country. And I still cannot get over how beautiful and sweet she is and how she is mine. I love you Faithie. Keep shining bright. xoxoxooxoxoxoxoxo</span><br />
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<span style="color: lime;">First time meeting you sweet Fluff!!!!! One year ago today, this is what you and I were doing! I was staring at you in complete amazement wondering if I this was really happening! You had travelled a long journey, and were hot and tired and hungry and scared!</span><br />
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<span style="color: red;">And the tears started to roll down your big red cheeks, mommy felt so bad for you and I remember how big I thought you looked compared to your photos! but part of that was all of those layers!</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: blue;">Sweet sweet slumber....after crying in absolute terror for 20-30minutes I put you on my shoulder where you sucked your thumb until you fell asleep, then I was able to slip the ergo carrier on and was so proud to walk around the hotel corridor with you, my beautiful sweet new baby snuggled tight to my chest. And there you stayed for many hours while I filled out all of the adoption paperwork.</span><br />
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<span style="color: orange;">Oh sweet Faithie how mommy adores you! I remember this like yesterday. Happy Gotcha day beautiful girl, you are a dream come true! </span><br />
<span style="color: orange;">xoxoxoxooxxoxo</span>lizzielouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04341623233889214517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963852610985058427.post-52407162303123389142013-03-09T09:08:00.001-08:002013-03-09T09:10:51.827-08:00God is in the details....and pink paint<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: magenta;"> I am so so grateful to be painting a room pink!!!!! So so very grateful for who I am painting it for, and so very grateful to who gave her to us!</span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">As I started to paint the wall I was struck with the memory of not so long ago when we had just started on our adoption journey and had no idea who our little one was, only that she was a little girl who God had put on my heart so long ago. </span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">I sat in the empty corner of the room and cried and wondered and waited, and Dan assured me that in not too long from then she would be sleeping in her crib in that very corner, and now she is. </span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">Amazing. How does HE do that? How does He place a child in your heart and daily grow your love for them as you wait to see their little face?</span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">Little Faithie was so excited when the color began to show up on the walls, and she realized it was all for her! She sat still on the ladder away from the wet walls and watched me roll the color on, and I was filled with so much love for her and for my Jesus. So much gratitude for allowing me to have this little one to call my own!</span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">God loves us so much more than we could ever fathom, and oh my does He love these little treasures. </span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">Praising God today for our sweetest little treasure, one year ago at this time I was looking out the window of a plane about to descend in China and marvelling, just marvelling at how He brought me there! </span><br />
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Tiny little toes fill this Mama's heart to overflowing! Thank you Lord Jesus for all four sets of tiny little toes!lizzielouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04341623233889214517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7963852610985058427.post-24255394009518764642013-02-12T11:22:00.001-08:002013-02-12T11:22:32.627-08:00My man<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My man. Dan was a reluctant hubby at one point. Resistant, ok hostile, to the idea of adoption. Resistant to the idea of more kids period. Done. No room in the house. No room in the food budget. No room in the car. DONE! NO! NO! NO!<br />
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It is amazing that the same thing happened with our children that we sponsored, there would always be one more little face that I would see and fall in love with and he would say no! Then a few months later I got a card for Mother's Day with a note inside saying yes! Yes, go and sponsor one more child. And the joy and delight I would find in clicking on that little face would abound.<br />
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So I stopped talking about it and began to pray more. And then one day to my complete and utter amazement he said yes! Yes to one more. Yes to adoption. Yes to China. Yes to special needs. Yes to GOD. Yes to GOD. That is the most important. Not yes to me because I wanted to add to our family. Not yes to me because I wanted to give an orphan a forever family. Yes to GOD because He called us. YES YES YES!<br />
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One of my favourite things about him is that he is perfectly willing for me to write about this. He is willing to be a "fool for Christ". To allow people to see that in the beginning he said no, if it will bring God glory, and allow people to see the truth, which is a miracle. The very fact that Faith is here is in so many ways a complete miracle. He does not pretend to be perfect. He will tell you very honestly how he struggled in the beginning when Faithie came home. It took time to build a father/daughter relationship even though he loved her instantly. And that is ok, that is normal, and maybe it will help someone else who needs it.<br />
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I did not have a moment where God spoke to me and told me to adopt, neither did Dan. I asked Him many years ago to break my heart with what breaks His and this is the answer I have received, this is the fire that He has put in me, this is definetely the heart of Jesus. To love the orphan. It is not the same for everyone, God calls different people to different things. But this is the answer He gave me. A longing in my heart for a child thousands of miles away. Only He could orchestrate that. The surprise of our third child, a complete surprise. And during that pregnancy and years before I was praying to be able to adopt, and as only God could do, he intertwined Noah's birth with Faith's birth, one month apart even to the date. Faithie's birth mom and I were pregant at the same time. Only God.<br />
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And so now I wait. I wait again and I pray. And I watch my Jesus work in Dan's heart. I watch Him soften it and I pray for Him to open it up to one more daughter, our beautiful little one waiting for us in that amazing country in the far east. Not in my timing, but in His timing, as His ways are not my ways, and His thoughts are not my thoughts. I wait and I hope and I pray that God will allows us the miracle of adoption one more time. To give one more child a family, one more child a mommy and a daddy who will love them to the moon and back. So that we can make a difference to this one. What else on this earth is of any value than to love? To simply love, all who God puts in our path, and those we have to make a path to. Sweet baby girl I am hanging on to the hope that I will hold you one day soon. Hanging on the hope that yes, we will touch your soft skin and tell you that you are orphaned no more. Hanging on to hope...........I already love you so much xoxooxoxoxoxoxolizzielouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04341623233889214517noreply@blogger.com4