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Sunday, December 10, 2006
Today's Letter from Harrisburg. . .
is about Steven singing in the choir and related ponderings and is found here.
I sometimes want to thank all of those people who throughout my life have just said things in a moment of time...or reached out (I know it was by His Spirit) in some small way...that changed me somehow. I had a high school teacher who was very kind to a very mixed up, angry kid...her words led me to the Lord, and continue even now almost thirty years later to guide me in my walk with him. Steven obviously has given that same gift to someone. What a rare and beautiful thing that is.
Just beautiful. It's way too easy to focus on the tough issues that come along with adoption,but as with all other callings,adoption brings many blessings to our families. And once again I applaud Steven's parents for stretching themselves for his benefit instead of expecting him to be just like them.
The gifts a child brings...what a lovely emphasis. I had to cry reading your posting. I like the way Margaret puts it that you've stretched yourselves to benefit Steven.-- Edith
I sit here with my cheeks wet from reading your letter. So many times we start out thinking we are going to bless someone else. It's funny how the end result is that we are blessed far more and usually in dividends that we never expected! Connie
I cried as I read this for 2 reasons: 1) I'm passionate about good singing and 2) hearing how people's gifts can blossom and grow is about the most exciting thing in the world. I love your sense of mystery and wonder at the details of singing. Singing and love are prob. the only things we enjoy here that we'll have in heaven, so it's no wonder it touches us deeply here. Bless you, and thanks for writing so candidly.
I liked it a lot. Have you written somewhere about how and when you decided to adopt Steven?
ReplyDeleteI sometimes want to thank all of those people who throughout my life have just said things in a moment of time...or reached out (I know it was by His Spirit) in some small way...that changed me somehow. I had a high school teacher who was very kind to a very mixed up, angry kid...her words led me to the Lord, and continue even now almost thirty years later to guide me in my walk with him. Steven obviously has given that same gift to someone. What a rare and beautiful thing that is.
ReplyDeleteDeanna--2-3 years ago I wrote a number of columns about our time in Kenya and adopting Steven. Some of them will be in my next book.
ReplyDeleteJust beautiful. It's way too easy to focus on the tough issues that come along with adoption,but as with all other callings,adoption brings many blessings to our families.
ReplyDeleteAnd once again I applaud Steven's parents for stretching themselves for his benefit instead of expecting him to be just like them.
The gifts a child brings...what a lovely emphasis. I had to cry reading your posting. I like the way Margaret puts it that you've stretched yourselves to benefit Steven.-- Edith
ReplyDeleteI sit here with my cheeks wet from reading your letter. So many times we start out thinking we are going to bless someone else. It's funny how the end result is that we are blessed far more and usually in dividends that we never expected!
ReplyDeleteConnie
I cried as I read this for 2 reasons: 1) I'm passionate about good singing and 2) hearing how people's gifts can blossom and grow is about the most exciting thing in the world. I love your sense of mystery and wonder at the details of singing. Singing and love are prob. the only things we enjoy here that we'll have in heaven, so it's no wonder it touches us deeply here. Bless you, and thanks for writing so candidly.
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