The Wall Bloggers

Whew.  Tired.  Emotions.  Feeling blessed.  Feeling sad.  Feeling the burdened for the hurting. Flights went well, overall.  We flew first to DC, where I got sick on the bumpy landing.  Then from DC to Brussels, and then Brussels to Rwanda, and Rwanda to Uganda.  We met the other two traveling families in Brussels, and had almost a couple of hours getting to know each other before boarding the plane.  It's been such a blessing traveling with these two other couples, and having others to relate to who are undergoing the same swells of emotion.  We flew the last three segments of our trip sitting behind an American woman moving to Uganda with her work for an NGO.  She's lived in many parts of the world before; talking with her and seeing her carefree, flexible attitude toward world cultures was encouraging and enjoyable.  From Brussels to Rwanda (eight + hours in the air), Scott and I finally got some much-needed rest... the k...

As I went to upload pictures from our recent trip to visit family, I found all these from the last six weeks that I just couldn't pass by... - Abel's love of smooties (still) - Adrianna making "homework" for the rest of us - Abel's shoe train - Easter egg hunting in February  - Abel's latest book fixation: Arthur - Making cards for G.G. (Great Grandma)  - Adrianna reading to Abel while I made dinner - Adrianna giving Abel rides - Celebrating my birthday with breakfast for dinner compliments of Scott and my father-in-law, and celebrating God's healing in my back the day before my birthday - "Puppies" who keep finding more reasons to cuddle - Abel learning to actually play with toys - Taking pictures and making a Valentine's frame for Scott from the kids - Adrianna creating a coloring contest and giving the coloring pages out to everyone who came to our house (even adults) - Adrianna...

Psalm 139: "You knit me together in my mother's womb.  I praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made!" Since the end of May 2012, I have been unable to sit without tremendous back pain.  I've spent the last eight months trying various methods for relief, all the while becoming more desperate, as we look to travel for hours on an airplane to bring our new son home from Uganda. Looking back, I can see now how God orchestrated His purposes to bring me to my knees before him.  It started with the drive to the first injection in November, when I could hear Him whispering in my ear that the injection would not bring my healing, and that He had more he wanted to do for His glory . It continued as the scheduler from my doctor's office called to reschedule my injection that I was supposed to have January 31 (already rescheduled from January 17 ).  I broke out in tears on the phone with her, asking for her help, explaining to her the urgency of my situa...