I, too, have a dream, Dr. Martin Luther King.
I have a dream that someday every orphan will have a family.
I have a dream that the sex slave industry will be exposed and brought into the light, and abolished, forever.
I have a dream that every child would cease to be vulnerable to the darkest evil in […] Read more…
Cherished
It was one of those long days.
It was the kind of day mothers everywhere have experienced.
It was a day when sleep had eluded me, when I’d spent the sleepless hours praying about the burdens that weighed too heavily on my heart, when the problems felt like mountains before me and so unequally matched to my […] Read more…
What Does it Take?
“What does it take?” She asked me from the sofa we shared. It was her mother’s sofa, the one upon which we’ve sat so many times before and bared our souls, the one from which we’ve poured out our sadness and our pain, the one that has cradled us when life has seemed too hard, the burdens too heavy. It’s the couch from which we’ve shared our hopes for our children and our dreams for an orphan ministry. It’s the one that’s held us safe and cozy on cold days as the children have played all around us, and quarreled and fussed at our feet and then found their way again.” Read more…
