17-Year-Old Adopted Russian Boy Kills Parents… Utopia is Broken

Would you believe that in our utopian society, that is so opposed to institutions for the mentally ill, there is no help? That trauma has physically changed the brain chemistry of some children and they feel no remorse. That saying no to piece of candy could send a young child into a murderous rage?
Our system is broken. Held by an ideal that is all the masses can comprehend. I understand, I really do. I too had to be knocked off my high horse to see from the bottom

Comfort Wins… We Can’t be Bothered With the Vulnerable Orphan 

​Reading of yet another Ukrainian horror story my heart is on fire with anger, sadness, and that horrific feeling of helplessness.  BBC writes… Police in eastern Ukraine have arrested a teacher accused of trying to sell a 13-year-old girl for $10,000 (£8,035). The girl was living at a boarding school in the Kharkiv region for…

Rest In Me Child… He Blesses Us in the Storm 

But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me

2 Corinthians 12:9

So the power of Christ may rest upon me… Such a beautiful promise.

Those Wretched Lines… Finding Hope in Heartache

Those wretched lines.
I watched them so closely. I listened and hung on every word; spending endless hours educating myself on every medical term I heard. None of those things made those lines start or keep jumping.

Orphan Sunday…They All Need You. 

Defend the cause of the fatherless.”
Isaiah 1:17
The orphans need you. The families that adopt need you. The brokenness needs you.
This Sunday, November 13th is Orphan Sunday. A day set aside to be the voice of the voiceless. A day set aside to share joys and sorrows. A day to pray. A day to weep. A day to speak up. As you read, my prayer is that your heart will be softened and you will seek the Lord on how He would like to use you.

Always Good

 God is good. Always.  I am tired. Almost always.  Life sure  is an emotional ride. My poor baby. He’s so beat up. These seizures have been just horrible lately. For some reason they seem to suddenly be causing him to not breath or have basic functions like coughing and gagging. He woke us up not breathing and…

The Children’s Voice

Many friends who are very concerned about the possibility of a president who mocks the disabled. I don’t blame them. I am not a Trump fan nor did he get my vote. But there is something I want all to know. Trump *may* have mocked a disabled man ( I am not convinced). But Hillary…

The Love of Friends

I vent because it keeps me [semi] sane. I’m transparent because there is a deep need for it. But to be 100% honest, I see God’s mercy and goodness so clearly during these times.

In the Pain of Night I Will Praise You

Then the Lord spoke to Job out of the storm. He said:
“Who is this that obscures my plans
with words without knowledge?
Brace yourself like a man;
I will question you,
and you shall answer me.
“Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?
Tell me, if you understand.

Not One Hair

Our plan on this fine Sunday was a tad different than it actually turned out. I had never been in a helicopter before and got a nice view of the farms, I suppose. I have gotten good at trying to see the positive side of things. That was my feeble attempt at such.

Extra 21? The Right to Life is Still Yours

Yesterday morning at approximately 7:45 A.M. a precious baby boy was murdered by his mother. It was legal. I won’t apologize for saying it this way. He was murdered because he carried an extra chromosome. He was 24 weeks old. He had no voice but those who begged her to let him live. He had…