I just saw on Tesney’s facebook status that baby Kirill is going home with his forever family!
You can read her new post, “God of Miracles” on her blog here.
Thank you for praying!!!
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Baby Kirill
A facebook friend of mine is adopting a sweet little boy from Russia. They are in Moscow now to go before the judge a second time to request the ability to adopt little Kirill. The problem is, Kirill has Down’s Syndrome. When Tesney and Greg went before the judge the first time, […] Read more…
Sweet Teresa
Little Teresa needs a miracle. Will you pray for her?
You can read about her story and the precious family who chose to love her here.
http://ourplacecalledhome.blogspot.com/
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A few pics of the family
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Welcome!
Thanks for coming over to my new blog! Pictures to come soon.
I just ported over a few of my old posts. From now on, I’ll be using this blog. I’d love to have you follow me here.
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A Letter to my Son
Dear Son,
Today I held your little hands in mine. It wasn’t a rare or extraordinary moment for a mother, just the routine activity of washing your precious little hands – your hands so young and so full of potential, so new and as yet so untouched. I thought about all that your hands will touch […] Read more…
Reflections Of A Life Well Lived
One of my earliest memories is of my grandmother, great-grandmother and mother, sitting on the tan leather couch in the sun porch of the Willow Grove house where Anna grew up. We were sipping tea. It somehow seems fitting that my earliest memory would be of the women in my life who taught me who […] Read more…
A Mother’s Prayers
“I remember my mother’s prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all of my life.” -Abraham Lincoln
I posted this quote in my status several days ago. Since that time, my mind has replayed that quote over and over again until it has become like a flashing light of caution throughout […] Read more…
Our Hands Are Full Indeed
We have a big family. We have six boys, and three girls ranging in age from ten months to fifteen years. Our house is full; our lives are full. Everywhere we go, every time we all climb out of our twelve passenger van, each time we run to the store en masse, every time we […] Read more…
