The Legend of St. Valentine part 2

........."Valentinus, does God really hear our prayers?" Julia asked one day.
"Yes, my child, He hears each one," he replied.
"Do you know what I pray for every morning and every night? I pray that I might see. I want so much to see everything you've told me about!"
" God does what is best for us if we will only believe in Him." Valentinus said.
"Oh, Valaentinus, I do believe,"Julia said intensely. "I do."

She knelt and grasped his hand. Then they prayed together.
Suddenly there was a brilliant light in the prison cell. Radiant, Julia cried, "Valentinus, I can see! I can see !"

Praise be to God!" Valentinus exclaimed.
On the eve of his death, Valentinus wrote a last note to Julia, urging her to stay close to God, and he signed it " From your Valentine."

His sentence was carried out the next day, February 14, 270 A.D.. Near a gate that was later named Porta Valentini in his memory. He was buried at what is now the Church of Praxedes in Rome.
It is said that Julia Herself planted a pink-blossomed almond tree near his grave. Today, the almond tree remains a symbol of abiding love and friendship. On each February 14, St. Valentine's Day, messages of affection, love and devotion are exchanged around the world.

I learned how to thread my Serger!

Day of Rest here.

The morning spent learning how to use my wonderful serger that I have owned for three years maybe.

The cover stitch was easy this 4 thread was a bit more tricky.

The video must of been run 5 times and rewound and paused 50 times but it has been accomplished!

YA!

I am beginning to feel a bit better. 
Rest rest rest
the order of the day.
Hope your all well and comforted in knowing how very much Your maker loves you.
No matter the trial
:)

Thankful Thursday *Love*

Each morning rising to the time aside with my friend and Father, Abba God.
Time in the scriptures and rest before my busy days begun.


Days of ability to do what is necessary and then to rest to restore health.


All I have need of with divine appointments and scheduling of events. Far beyond what we could of achieved alone.


Health is being restored to me inch by inch, breathing treatment by treatment. Antibiotic by rounds and I am restored to you oh God and to health.


Each morning the passages that call to me fill my cup up.
I am grateful.
Resting.

Dove Sleep Study

We got her in on Sunday night and they have no school Monday! So Perfect!

I am home now and will rest the rest of the day. I canceled the kids dental cleanings for this afternoon to rest.

Little Dove's Blood draw

Yesterday we awoke and found ourselves only 5 minutes after the doors opened in a very long line. We missed the window for her fast. Steve stayed home from work and missed and hour to tend to Dash.

Last night I kept her up and stuffed her until 10 p.m. This morning I awoke very early after being up in the night with a sore throat, thankfully it is much better. I took some "Airborn" a teachers anti cold remidy. I got Steve"s lunch made with the last two slices of bread (all I have need of).
Dash awoke He was up as I was putting on my boots. I got Steve and Dove up. The three of us were out the door by 6:20 and in the hall sitting on the cold for for 30 minutes first in line! Two of the employees came and I made kind to them. They were kind in response at our entry. Try to help them start their day. While we were waiting the kids had thumb wars and played tick tack toe. It was very peaceful. I love my kids!!!!!!
At 7 a.m. we got in first. At least fifteen people in tow behind us. All signing in behind and the waiting area was full in 5 minutes. We had our paper work done from yesterday.

Dove was amazing as was the phlebotomist he was kind and sweet to the kids. I asked him his name and called him by it. Dove just sat herself down even watched him insert the needle. He used a line for the switching of the tubes. She did not even flinch. How proud she was to do so. No tears as this 12 year old walks out into this full lobby. Badge of courage on her arm smiling. As was I! We were done at 7:07!

This test is to check her IRON levels. The sleep specialist said that on most blood test the low iron does not get flagged because the low is "just" within the norm. Restless Leg/full body is helped with iron supplements if your low. Use care though that you do not use too much it can cause other problems if you get too much.

I took the kids to the Golden Arches and we had breakfast. Dash was stunned for the breakfast burrito was only around a third of the size of what I make him each morning. That kid does burn those calories. I shared some of mine with him.

When we walked in Daddy man rang just at that moment just in time to praise the kids. They had 15 minutes to play and then off o the buss stop! Here I am exhausted and happy. I have to leave again at 10a.m. and then the kids will be home short day. They get there teeth cleaned at 4 p.m.! So I will sit here or go lay down but do nothing for an hour and 45 minutes! Come home later and rest until they get back.

Can you just imagine an 8 year old and a 12 year old (who was up until 10p.m.) getting up and in the truck amenable and helpful! Boy I am so blessed!

No word on the sleep study yet. It is hoped by the specialist for this Friday. I will keep a clear schedule and just rest all day tomorrow. I will have to sleep in a chair all night if so. I must get as much rest as I can. I still have two days of steroids and 6 days more of antibiotics. I have got to get over this it has been almost a month sick now. Upper respiratory can take time. I must find a way to rest more. Those steroids make me feel like I have supper powers.

The Legend of St. Valentine

The story of Valentine's Day begins in the third century with an oppressive Roman emperor and a humble Christian martyr. The emperor was Claudius II . The Christian was Valentinus

Claudius had ordered all Romans to worship twelve gods, and he had made it a crime punishable by death to associate with Christians. But Valentinus was dedicated to the ideals of Christ, and not even the threat of death could keep him from practicing his beliefs. He was arrested and imprisoned.

During the last weeks of Valentinus' life a remarkable thing happened. Seeing that he was a man of learning, the jailer asked whether his daughter, Julia, might be brought to Valentinus for lessons. She had been blind since birth.

Julia was a pretty young girl with a quick mind. Valentinus read stories of Rome's history to her. He described the world of nature to her. He taught her arithmetic and told her about God. She saw the world through his eyes, trusted in his wisdom, and found comfort in his quiet strength.

to be continued...

News on the sleeping problem of my child

Much has happend today with Dove. I took her to the specialist. In the morning early I take her for a blood draw. I am getting them to bed. Steve is at Bible Study and no time to blog.
Possible sleep apnea
Or low iron
or restless leg/ full body syndrome.
A sleep study is hoped for Friday Please pray we can get that appointment. The specialist is going out of town for a month so if the study gets done then and the blood work done we may happen to get answers before she leaves.
It may also be anxiety from apnea or just from phyc. stuff

I am so tired and must get these guys to bed and myself as well.
Breathing treatments and anti biotic is helping me slowly on the mend it is so hard to rest and take my ease.
Think I have a recliner Friday night to sleep next to her while they wire her up and ask her to sleep. Fun. Bless God for the privilege to get my girl the help

My little Hippy

 

Dress up day at school 

My little hippy.

Those are actually my real boots of the late 1970's!

 

tea

 

Holy COW!!!!!!!!!!!!

Steve installed a new operating system on my machine.

Window 7 ultimate

My computer has been giving me fits for a long time now . Crashing at every effort to post to the point that posting was becoming a task. It is so nice now and down loading photos as it should. Maybe now I can get back to blogging as I love too. I have been very discouraged trying to succeed at posting images.

Oh the pleasure of talking with your neighbors

Good Day to you all!

I am gasping through the day but had to find  myself out in the garden you know. Well the golden was barking so, I went to see why. The new neighbors behind us were picking the oranges. The tree is in sad shape do to neglect. I taught them and encouraged them it is a good producer. Went on in and got my book and showed them what to do to bring it back to it's former glory. Her husband was nice. I being a might horse of voice obviously a threat to health let them know of it for their sake.
Their grandkids were there and everyone wanted to see the chickens. Head over wall one by one the joy on the faces of those who once knew what a farm was. Now mind you my "farm" is a little plot of earth. The charm of chicken is a mysterious thing.
The neighbors were real pleasant. It was for me to tell them of the old girl in the yards so they not panic if they come across her. We have the rare "Sonora Garter Snake" she is on the endangered list. Told them how she keeps us free of roaches and of rodents. Forgot to mention the scorpions she keeps away. Told them just encase they see her they don't just indiscriminately kill her. She and her babies have been around a good 9 years I have been here.

Here where we are folks just pull up and use an opener from inside the car go in and shut the garage the same way. When we first came here I went around and met the neighbors with a small trinket. When a new neighbor comes along a nice welcome is in order. Now this art of hospitality is becoming as foreign as the varied places folks come from. I love to know who my neighbor is. It is wise and wonderful too. At times it is not as pleasant but at least you know what your up against. Seems that kindness will eventually win them over. The garden is wonderful that way. Share some and the hearts open with greater ease.

It is a pleasure talking with your neighbors and becoming one.

Friday Funnies

Today I had to go to my physitions office.

I was promply give a breathing treatment of steroids and albuteral

Then the doctor came back in and she said we are going to have to give you and injection of steroids and another breathing treatment. I sounded like a percolator.

I said alright.

she said "I have to give it to you in your booby"

 Wide Eyed

"SAY WHAT!?, are you serious?"

"yes" she said you really need to have this"

"You are going to give me a shot in my booby?"

She looked at me and cracked up "NO your bootee"

Oh we laughed so hard. 

Now think of an asthmatic laughing during a breathing treatment.

Thankful Thursday

 

Breathing

The simple reverent act of breathing.

Belly full of comfort food given from a very kind and outgoing hand.

No hunger, no thirst. 

Then there she blows another 5 second fit of coughing.

Another breathing treatment. All that is needed is provided as vial after vial of albuteral gifts me a few hour of breathing.

An 8 am dentist appointment went quickly
A visit to the principle to gain understanding as to what happened with my Dove yesterday to only find out that this group of girls were all sharing and Dove comforting another child told her of being adopted from Russia.
The other children questioned her and disbelieved her. Calling her all the hurtful names. Because you know she does not sound Russian and she does not Look like one either...oy!...Running away from them into my presence hurt and angry. The other girls all shared the same story yesterday and then he and I called Dove in. Indeed she confirmed the incident. We spent some time empowering her to handle things with choice. Funny thing adults ask those stupid questions too.
They all forgave each other and the issue will be addressed in a meeting tomorrow.

Confusion cleared stories told and peace to be made. 

Grateful indeed.

10:15 high tail it up to Scottsdale 20+ miles away and made my appointment. We did not continue the EDMR for I am just to ill. We spoke of my sisters death. Of being a seer and the odd peace and how alright I was . How I got to say goodbye. I cried some too. Good stuff for the layers pealing away revel how much I miss her.

Drove home at noon and was terribly exhausted. I rested an hour and a half then had to go get Dove.

1:50 after a 15 minute pass out nap :) drew to attention and and urgency I was off. Dove to the Phyc. for a med check. Yes 20+ miles back to Scottsdale. She was thrilled to hear that the 504 was accomplished and gave me a high five. Dove has been placed on a second med to calm her at bed time.

I have an appointment for her on Monday with a pediatric PH.D. sleep specialist. 

Thank God for all things to care for my child

3 p.m. Steve came home early to meet Dash at the bus stop. I was yet up north. We pulled in and got water and I went right into my room and laid down and fell into a mass. Steve came in and gave me water. I slept a while. Too many things on a day when I was too sick to do it all. Unable to walk away from any of them I was made able.

I was made able

I will be pulling vack a bit to care for me. My blog is sorta crashing for want of fodder and focus.

A season for all things.

I am told to add no more to my days but to tend to wife, mother and homemaker for a season.

I will still do the Art Master presentations every other week.

I am tending to becoming level on my medications.

Keeping stress low for the next 6 weeks will be a must to see if the medication is at a level dose.

All I have need of even learning to pace myself a bit better.

I am so sorry that I have neglected you dear ones. 

Your comments are a gift to me. 

I am simply worn out.

This respiratory thing is really kicking me while I am a bit down.

Yet I am at peace.

cool.

On the phone with Steve is a parent to address an issue with our sons.

I am not involved in it and handed the phone over.

taking care of me.

cool.

Well it is worse than we though with the boys here evidently.

Bullies and God's perfect timing

Arriving on Campus to do Art Masters the teachers door was locked. I stayed at the door to await Dove's Class. All of a sudden I look up to hear a very angry hurt strong voice of a girl child demanding to be left alone. The child was being pursued by a group of girls. She was telling them to leave her alone!

Her face red with anger and pain and then behind her comes her little brother my son. "mom that girl kept pushing me away from Dove, she would not let me help her mom". Dove was so surprised to see me right there right then.

Dove was in a frenzy of anger and pain and it all happened right there before me!  Doing all  I could to check on her physical well being then tend to her emotional stance and trying to understand what was happening I came to an understanding that two girls who were jealous of her had bullied her to the point of anger. She used her strong voice to tell them to go away, only, they ignored her and chased her right to me! WOW GOD!. Bet those two were surprised to find out who I was. I then look up to see a child with Dove's new necklace I made her on. I asked the child why she had Dove's necklace on and to give it to me. I took it off of her. Dove said she had given it to her for being kind to her. I then told the child I would let her know if I would be holding on to it or not.

So the long and short of it.

One of these girls told Dove that

"her birth mother gave her away because she was a stupid Bitch" I learned this yesterday. It was the same child and another. The other child's teacher happened to just then come out of his room. He saw me with Dove and confirmed my identity and I thanked him for it. I then told him of what was said yesterday and that I happened upon one of his students bullying Dove and gave him her name.

Dove's teacher comes walking up and is surprised to see us and her so red in the face hysterical. She went right to the office to tell on the kids.

Doves last year teacher hears Dove use her power voice and hugged her. Praised her for it as well.

Dove went to wash her face.

I had to then go in a teach a class while my daughter sat face in her arms. Boy that was hard to concentrate. She had calmed and the last part of the message was to make your point using beauty and to let kindness be the rule of your hearts. Using sign language I signed her if she was alright, she nodded, I signed I love you told her I would be on campus.

Then I went out and stood at the wall and prayed for her.

Went in and taught the second grade class.

The kids are home now. Happy and proud of themselves. Dove angry that an innocent child was blamed and sent to the office. Dash is handsome and proud of defending his big sister.

I called his teacher and told her of what had happened. She was Doves third grade teacher and keeps an eye out for her she is going to go to the principle to tell him that Dove told them to leave her alone and they would not. TOO COOL!!!

She was chased right into my arms!

Gods perfect timing~

I am sitting here doing a breathing treatment. Still gotta call the innocent child's mother and thank her and acknowledge her kid for defending Dove. Dove wants that kid to go to skate tonight. Steve thinks I better stay home. I can not stop coughing. The two classes I taught was literally all I was able to do today. I was there though right when and where I needed to be.

Life and all it's glory

Been full days around here. 

Dash and Dove both were put up for student of the month independently by their teachers. The kids each got a paper certificate and a school pennant. The pennant was the big thing. They each were recognized. Dove a special award for being trust worthy. Dash was ill the day they were presented at assembly that was too bad.
Dash is doing better, now it is hard to get him on a breathing treatment for his preventative. He can't see why he should have to have it. I still have a hardy cough. A bit weak yet.

So lets see. There is a big broiler tray full of chicken legs in the oven. Stopping by the grocery this afternoon a good find less than $1 a pound for legs. Right now that was a decent price. With an Israeli side dish of grains boiled in chicken broth. A real good variety and so we have a bit of geography tonight.
The family has been watching installments of Gone With The Wind. We will finish it at supper tonight.

So happy I pushed into a nice supper, it smells so good. Temptations are to sit and rest, do nothing and wish for a wonderful meal to prepare itself. HA!

So many of you with kind supportive hearts have left wonderfully encouraging comments. Thsnk you.
Bless you all, wish you could come to supper. It is ready to serve.
Well Dove just finished her report on New York. She can not wait to go. She learned about Broadway. She is thrilled with that city, always has been is that such a strange thing. Don't know why. She just came in to give me a copy of the report. "I printed one out for you mom". It is wonderful to see her dream. Speaking of her and dreaming we got her into a sleep specialist on Monday. Lord help us this child needs healing.

Good evening, I'll come around later.

Tackle it Tuesday

  

 

My maids are humming a full dishwasher

  

 Coffee brewing.

I keep ours in the freezer after I grind it.

The coffee grounds are for the tomato, and each dog gets half and apple.

So with coffee set brew I am off to the gardens.

  

  

 This ground got turned under last night.

Febuary 15th is goal date to have ready the garden for spring planting.

  

  

 Fed the hens

  

 fed the dogs

  

 fed the wild birds

  

 examined the front of the estate to see to all things living.

  

 The poppy and the other flowers are coming along

  

 The ferns are happy

  

Make my coffee in my blue glass with Stevia (a natural sweetener) and soy milk

  

 Went out to the garden to enjoy this

  

 Study study study

  

 Peas are happy

  

 Never know when I might need a parascope, so the kids left it for me HAHAH

  

 turnips are happy and to be pulled soon

  

love the peas

  

 Got the plans began for placement, rotation gardening is a good thing, but you have to plan and study

  

 This on a roll

  

 Dove goes to anew specialist so paper work

  

 Budget update and data entry bills to be paid

But for now I have an apointment at 11 A.m.

gotta run

Valentines Everyday

Get your thinking caps on.

Join us here

February's topic , "How to Celebrate February 14 Every Day of the Year."

I'm really looking forward to Marriage Monday on February 1, 2010. 

See you then.

Kindness Be the Rule of our Hearts

Do you love your wife? For her and for your children are you laying down your life.

What about the others? Are you living as a servant to your Sisters and you Brothers? Do you make the poor man beg you for a bone?

Do the widow and the Orphan cry alone?

How do we celebrate Valentine's day?

By honoring the memory of he who honored the law of kindness so many years ago.

Years after the greatest example of them all.

Hebrews 10:8 (English Standard Version)

 ⁸When he said above, "You have neither desired nor taken pleasure in sacrifices and offerings and burnt offerings and sin offerings" (these are offered according to the law),

If you really love me you would have remembered.

What sacrifice ( kind of gift) did he give you?

"you got a ring!"

Just what was the measure of love he has for you?

It is an industry gone wild.

A sacrifice to the law of show.

As a young bride it was so painful a thing if my husband forgot to get me a valentines gift of flower or trinket. Chocolate or gift. It was society that taught me that if he really loved me he would remember me.

As a bride of 27 years oh the stories I could tell of hurt feeling...but deeper yet the wounds of a man who often forgot. He fled to find something to give, nothing was of measure. Nothing could express in trinket the great love he has for me. Often after of scurrying about exhausted and weeping he would hand to me a simple card. OH! but within that card was his heart. Nothing wrought by the LAW of society. Within that card would be HIS HEART in words. 

He would weep for nothing could be bought to measure his love toward me. It was an affront to pretend to be able to do so. This a man who is free of pretense with me. A man like so many others who are forced to play a game that is set by the LAW.

"if he really loved me!!!!!"

Oh is that the way you truly desire to measure it?

Each morning at 6 a.m. from under a warm cover my vessel is raised up unless I am too ill to do so and a simple meat and cheese sandwich is prepared. My love shod his feet for the days work ahead.

Embraced as he tends his physical needs and prepares to exit for the day. Darkness yet covers the earth. He daily tends to the needs of wife, children and home...diamonds, rubies and all treasured jewels for me.

My heart is tender toward him for his heart is tender toward the needy. One in need if only near our hearts...roses, sweets and trinkets. Their car is broken, a faucet fixed, a part to make. Help me please and he is there. Daddy can you come and he is there...travel soft pillows and holidays.  All these thing would he give if he could.

Then to leave a man guilty for disregarding a LAW set to worship LOVE. May he be one who while worshiping God in action and in deed LOVES. 

For it is to LOVE AS GOD FIRST LOVED US that the spirit of Valentine can be found.

Do you love your husband? For he and for your children are you laying down your life.

What about the others? Are you living as a servant to your Sisters and you Brothers? Do you make the poor man beg you for a bone?

Do the widow and the Orphan cry alone?

May we bring LOVE to those who we long to live in freedom with.

Romance is titillating but LOVE is a lasting long embrace.

^{Hebrew 10:16} "This is the covenant that I will make with them
   after those days, declares the Lord:
I will put my laws on their hearts,
   and write them on their minds,"

So what ever you do that it would be of the heart not of the letter of the law.

Be it written on our hearts and within our minds to LOVE moment by moment.

Not only when big business tells us to do so.

When through the peer pressure of others, following the letter of the law, condemn and use it against each other if/when we do not join in.

If he (she ) loves you you will celebrate the SPIRIT of Valentines every moment of your life.
Now if you get a little something just think of it as a bit of icing on the cake.

 

Friday night We went to a high School play of The Wizard of Oz

Daddy man bought each of us girls a rose.

Oh if you could of witnessed that little Dove's eyes so wide.

That is my sweet potato starter in the mason jar.






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Spiritual Sunday

Peace
The family at peace
Moments of togetherness
Accented by a cough
colds have a way of slowing us
Breathing treatments
choclate frosting on my keyboard

Dove Made her Daddy man a cake
"all by myself mom".
"mom I am sorry"
"mom I can't get the oven door to close"
Door off the hinges
a ready easy fix that calmed the panic

Cake with candles
family night show
shoes for the needy
a tear in my eye that gave them a start.
Grandma had no shoes
Her father refused her
Sixth grade was her limit
No shoes No school in the hills of Tennessee bake in the 1930's.

Humble grateful little hearts come to me with an embrace
The joy off all those Jamaican children
Shod of foot tears in my eye.
The kids understood
We are far more than blessed with abundance and wealth

"How many pages are in the Bible Mom?"
His sweet little voice.
"Scratch my back, old and new, before Him and after."
"That's a chapter" I said.
"Lets play"! Sisters awakes from her brother's floor.
"I am alright with it" say he
Mom asleep by 7 p.m. in a quiet room.

Rich we are in the abundance
Life is Holy as the Master streams
The oak stands strong rooted deep
The dear pants for the water
My soul longs for Him

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Dash's song

Dash was to be ours in the fall of the towers
We were awaiting the calls from the Russian to go get him any day.
When those towers came down as I stood in my kitchen my heart sank.
I waited until that December we were some of the first Americans to enter into Russia.
It was very dangerous. He had to stay in that orhanage untill he was 10 moonths old.
When we got to him he was very malnurished.
Oh he was so abused as well, we had to teach him that he would be safe.
He had surgery shortly after his home coming.
He would stop breathing on my chest over and over. Apnea was causing so many issues.
He had hypothyroidism that threatened dwarfism.  God healed him of it.
He has been hearing impaired...God restored his hearing to the point that he now can choose whether or not to use them. A miracle in it's own right.
This is my son.
This is the song that I sang while awaiting his arrival in my arms.

I waited 20 years for my son!

Dove's song

While waiting for Dove I faced 17 hours of home study. Additional Phyc testing due to my history.
I was given honor to adopt any child. Matched with Dove we had to await her arrival. She almost died before we could get her home. Many miracles got us in and out of Russia in three days.
UNHEARD of!

I Waited 16 years for my daughter!

Thankful Thursday

Friends who have enough confidence in me to come to me when an issue is at hand.

It is that my very own son is trying on hats at school. Trying on what it is to be the "bad" guy.

To use his words to slay.

It is that wisdom prevailed and understanding obtained several years ago gave me an isight.

Insight that at the time attained was very difficult. 

The lessons learned with one child flows to the next, flows to the compassion needful for another.

Here it is I who instigate the end of bullies who have a child using words to wound.

Amazing how Good God is in life to teach us to ready us for the skill sets that will be needful in HIS right timing. Developmental milestones are so normal for kids. A child who wants so to get lots of attention can so easily become victim to patterns of reaction.

This time it was my kid who fell to the trap and became abusive.

So many wonderful opportunities to parent the young ones.

I went in to my dear son and bumped his chair as he was doing his breathing treatment.

I bumped his chair as he did the other child, then I repeated the names that he had spoken to said child looked him in the eye and calmly said "does that sound familiar?"

Appropriate shame flushed his face, loving I looked sternly at him and as I walked away I said

"think on it"

I spoke with the parent again.

I spoke to his teacher.

He called to me and I attended his call.

Thankful here it is...

"Mom, he said...Mom I went to God and told him all that I had done.

I apologized to God and asked for his forgiveness too."

I explained to the child that our words have the power to bring life or death

he said "MOM!, the 10 commandments said that thou shall not kill"

"our words I told him can kill the soul, or heal it, "

"I want to call him and apologize" said he

Say I, "it is one thing to say it another to respond to guilt through a change in behavior."

I had him list bullet points on a yellow pad of what he needed to own and what was the other child's doing. Then later I told him in another color add under each point how he might do it differently next time.

I can not begin to tell you of the warmth within my heart when that child went to GOD first!

Not to me, not the the phone, not to the teacher...but to GOD!

Boy a lot to be thankful for today.

Well gotta go set up another breathing treatment.

fondly

a Mother.

For the love of a child.

 

Last Friday a major mile stone was accomplished.

This is my Little Dove.

She is now 12 years of age and amazingly resilient.

With special Needs her years have been filled with intervention after intervention.

She began her life in a Russian Orphanage.

This Child came to me at almost 8 Months of age, never having been held and touched very little.

I waited to be her mother for 16 years.

16 years of a promise that was kept by a loving God who only wanted the VERY BEST for me.

After 22 months of every therapy venue she became somewhat congruent to age. My daughter could not swallow for in Russia the nipple of the bottle was 2-3 inches in length and she essentially swallowed it. She had to be taught to suck, to be held, to have sounds other than crying babies around her. She still flinches at the sound of an infant crying and huddles behind me. This many years later.

She has many titles over her head. Dysfunctional difficulties of varied types.

The best title and most treasured is DAUGHTER. This is one kind heart of a soul. Always intervening for the underdog she is often misled. It is the hardest part of her development.

When my Dove was nested half way around the world I learned to TRUST GOD for her welfare.

Last Friday after years of guarding over her , year after year of struggles with the public school systems I signed the document I have been battling for for all these years of social workers who fail at their tasks. Documents one month out of the time window. The documents that we spent well over $800 to gain. I Sat in the office at the school where the current Social Worked actually did her job!

It is finished!

with the 504 in place I now can rest for the battle has been won. In shock and relief for days now it is settling in. I through the tenacity and favor given me by God have accomplished what seemed at times an impossible task. Met with wall after wall I walked around and around them shouting for justice. Those walls came a tumbling down. Not only that but the ground was taken in such a way that the residence of that city are now being restored.

At the door as I left that meeting the principle informed me that because of my persistence a new school wide program will be instituted next month to educate and empower the student body to stop bullying, gain conflict resolution skills. They will be empowered with KINDNESS!

They are also implementing a program to educate the young girls who have WAY too much power as bullies to have better conflict resolution skills. These kids have yet to be noticed as human beings by those that suffer them a horrid childhood lacking in all that they and every child deserve.The fight for my own child has taken shape to help well over 600 kids. This because of

walking outside of strife

and within the confines of compassion for the children. Kids who even harmed my own. Kids whose home life consist of abuse.

ALL FOR THE LOVE OF A CHILD

It is NOT only our own children that we need to be guardian. We are to guard the widow and the orphan. Many kids are orphaned in this global essence that there is  

no one left available

to fight for them. Remember as much as you might love to have vengeance on a child who hinders your own that it is that very kid who needs your compassion.  We see dimly. Humility is a skill that few kids have an example of.

I weep with joy at the struggle that I have faced all these years. It was all worth it. You see the battle often should not be prayed away. Rather it needs to be prayed through.

Revelation 2:11 He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches; He that overcometh shall not be hurt of the second death.