Happy Halloween!





and no, mom didn't dress up again this year. We are all still having nightmares from the year I went as Cruella deVille.Happy Halloween!





and no, mom didn't dress up again this year. We are all still having nightmares from the year I went as Cruella deVille.We have sponsored Ligia for 5 or more years and it is such a wonderful experience. We love getting her letters and drawings, and having the opportunity to write to her and share Jesus' love with her. Take a moment to watch this video, the good part starts around 3:45 and the impact of these programs will overwhelm you too.
Catalyst 2009 Compassion Moment from Catalyst on Vimeo.
What are you waiting for to change a child's life? Jason and I started sponsoring Ligia when we barely had two extra dimes to rub together, but it was worth every penny to know her life is truly impacted for Jesus. Do it now. Sponsor a child by clicking here.
Jump over to our adoption blog and take our poll! Lil' D will officially keep his given name, but we're looking for an Americanized nick name version for him to go by in general! The poll is in the upper right hand corner.
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He's lived a colorful life, and he's nearing the end of his stay here with us, so we all gathered to let him know how much we love him, and how important he has been to us. For me, it was the first time to take my kids back to my childhood. My dad's parents, my Granny and Papa, lived in Loraine my whole life. Summers, Christmases, cousins, etc, memories you go back to, are in this little town. We enjoyed taking the kids through the streets and watching their eyes grow big at how different life is in a small town. Buildings they swore were abandoned, on closer inspection revealed entire families living in them.
Dad told stories of what things used to be when the town was booming, this is a picture of him standing outside his first bedroom window. His mom ran the town laundry and this is where they lived from the day he came home from the hospital until he was about 5.
I told the kids stories of antics my cousins and I used to pull, adventures we went on. . . hitchhiking to the ball fields, driving at age 12, swimming in a completely dark green pool, walking two blocks from my uncles house to granny's house in the middle of the night because we were scared of the noises we kept hearing, (but going outside where the noises were coming from was safer??) and getting a beating the next morning because no one could find us!
Anytime we sing those old time hymns in church, the Texas Twang has to come out in your voice, and it takes me back to Sunday mornings at Crockett and Smiley Church of Christ. What memories!

Powerful testimony to the precious choice of Life.
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I made this music player at MyFlashFetish.com.