Monthly Archives: December 2014

Love Finds A Way

It seems like yesterday that I flew to Russia to adopt my youngest daughter.

A few days before Christmas I once again boarded the plane for my first visit with her.

Amidst the voices of caution and fear ‘Don’t you know? You were lucky the first time?’

I packed my bags and prepared to fly.

“I’ll be home for Christmas,” I assured my ten year old daughter as I left that day.

It was a magical Christmas experience that even today as I write it fills me with joy beyond words.

It was December 2002. Once more I flew into the bustling airport at Moscow. Soldiers. Guards.

All around was strangely reminiscent of my previous trip to Russia.

Outwardly I was alone but deep within I walked with faith in the One Who not only calls

but also strengthens us to accomplish His will.

The short video of her had been so touching.

Every time I watched it my eyes filled with tears.

I knew she was my long awaited daughter. Yes, after two years of searching for her

I knew that this was her.

I can see those snowy back roads again as I was driven to Kostroma.

Alone in the night, we rode

sometimes talking

often silent.

Our late night stop ….

We were hungry but the snow was mounting.

Would we make it? Yes, I was assured by this Russian driver who knew every twist and turn of the road.

We would arrive in Kostroma before daylight.

Suddenly in the thick white landscape I saw lights twinkling.

We stopped and walked through the deep snow.

Entering the rustic restaurant, everything looked different.

Music was playing, a few people were eating.

My heart was warmed by the homey atmosphere.

As I ate my burger that night, my heart wandered back

halfway around the world

to my brave young daughter

who hugged me goodbye with the biggest bear hug.

“You will be home for Christmas, right?” she asked again and again.

Little did I know that my plans would  change.

But that’s another story, isn’t it?

Behind the scenes a very tiny two year old slept

never realizing that soon everything in her life would change.

I think of all those children behind the locked doors of the orphanages.

My heart beats heavy for them as Christmas approaches

and I pray. And pray. And pray.

God bless these poor children and be with them, I pray.

And somehow open the way for them to find homes.

Their  needs are great. I’ve had a glimpse and my life has been forever changed.jenny's adoption

And It Came To Pass

And it came to pass…

Marvelous words that fill my heart with hope.

No matter how long the wait, how bleak the possibility

God has a time.

Nothing will prevent it from finally coming to pass.

Years ago I used to write a lot.

I enjoyed the life of seeing many of my articles, devotionals and stories in print.

But then my life changed.

Suddenly my time was spent caring for a little baby as well as working full time.

Although I rejoiced in the gift of this child

that writer side of me ached.

Alone sometimes late at night I’d write a few lines

but then sadly file them away.

It was not the season to write.

One day I shared my heartache with a friend.

“Maybe this is the time for you to experience and one day you will write again.”

Her words found a place in my heart that encouraged me as the years continued to pass.

Lord, my life to You I bring. Whatever Your will.

Twenty one years have gone pass. Amazing how they fly.

Today my book is published.

A Christmas tale that once I lived a long time ago.

Birthed at a time when I desperately needed His Touch of love.

Placed in my arms at Christmas

a child

to mother for Him.

Once more my heart sees again His Truth.

Trust Him with all your moments, all your days

And in His Time He makes all things beautiful.

Don’t chafe under the long waits and endless days when seemingly nothing happens.

He knows your Heart. Keep writing for Him.

He shall bring it to pass.

mommy and baby noelle