My baby's 1 year old!

...tomorrow that is... april 29th. i wish i could be with him and give him hugs n kisses. i have gifts for may when we're headed down again. miss him lots!

and off to africa now... many blessings to everyone reading my blog.

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Prayer requests...

The White family, who i had the pleasure of meeting last June in Bercy, Haiti with a group from JBA are in need of our prayers. They are in the process of adopting a little boy named Clifford with special needs. Last night Clifford's birthmother changed her mind about the adoption. The visa appointment was today and they haven't yet heard what she said. Please pray for peace and the best outcome for lil Clifford, the Whites, Clifford's birthfamily in Haiti, and his family at the Orphanage.

Also pray for our trip to UGANDA!

Red Letters Campaign

Children's HopeChest

dOnaTiOnS dOnaTiOnS dOnaTiOnS

donations for Uganda: (needed by April 27)

1. toothbrushes and paste

2. underwear (all sizes... kids)

3. pencils and plastic sharpeners

4. $$$, there is a lot of famine in N Uganda and we are planning to buy food for the Child Headed Households that we visit

donations for Haiti: (needed by May 17)

1. formula

2. cereal

3. diapers

4. baby/kid stuff REGISTRY

5. $$$, this is the best for them to get what they need, when they need it

i've had a requests for photos of kids getting the items i bring and i'm more than happy to oblige =)

Adoption... baby Isaac update :)

DOSSIER - completed and sent to haiti monday, april 10. ummm, fedex says it's there. still waiting to get an email from my lawyer. trying to be patient.

also, going to haiti to visit my lil babyboo may 18-25th. i'm staying the whole week this time. just can't help myself!

his 1 yr birthday is April 29th

Uganda

For those of you who don't know, I have the incredible opportunity to travel to Uganda at the end of this month with Children's HopeChest. I have no idea why and how this worked out!!! It's just another miracle how things fell into place and I can't wait to see what incredible things I will learn and what God has to show me thru it all.

Just a little background on the trip... it's April 28 - May 7th and I am going with a group of women in what they call a Vision Trip. We will be visiting different orphanages and villages to learn more and access the needs of these kiddos. The goal is to find churches, communities, and businesses willing to sponsor entire orphanages or child-headed homes within certain villages.

Please pray for sponsors... It is enormous what one church or organization can do for children to meet their basic needs: whether it's shelter, food, clean water, schooling, or safety.

Our basic itinerary is:

Wed, 4/29 - Drive to Kampala

Thurs, 4/30 - Drive to Jinja (pick up the rest of our team and visit Amazima Ministries and Rapha Orphan Village), then to Bugiri

Fri, 5/1 - Bugiri (visit sponsored and YET-TO-BE sponsored sites, feeding centers in partnership with church plants)

Sat, 5/2 - Bugiri (visit more sites in the am), drive to Soroti

Sun, 5/3 - Soroti (church with Joseph, the country director, and visit Child Headed Households)

Mon, 5/4 - Soroti (same)

Tues, 5/5 - Drive to Jinja (afternoon spent at Rapha Orphan Village)

Wed, 5/6 - Last day... (site-seeing, shopping, visit orphanages)... ends in Entebbe at airport

Mustique

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Ice Cream

FWD:

Last week, I took my children to a restaurant...

My seven-year-old son asked if he could say grace.

As we bowed our heads he said, 'God is great, God is good. Thank you for the food, and I would even thank you more if Mom gets us ice cream for dessert. And Liberty and justice for all! Amen!'

Along with the laughter from the other customers nearby, I heard a woman remark, 'That's what's wrong with this country. Kids today don't even know how to pray. Asking God for ice cream! Why I never!'

Hearing this, my son burst into tears and asked me, 'Did I do it wrong? Is God mad at me?'

As I held him and assured him that he had done a terrific job, and God was certainly not mad at him, an elderly gentleman approached the table. He winked at my son and said, 'I happen to know that God thought that was a great prayer.'

'Really?' my son asked.

'Cross my heart,' the man replied.

Then in a theatrical whisper, he added (indicating the woman whose remark had started this whole thing), 'Too bad she never asks God for ice cream. A little ice cream is good for the soul sometimes.'

Naturally, I bought my kids ice cream at the end of the meal. My son stared at his for a moment, and then did something I will remember for the rest of my life.

He picked up his sundae and, without a word, walked over and placed it in front of the woman. With a big smile he told her, 'Here, this is for you. Ice cream is good for the soul sometimes; and my soul is good already.'