well, done, my precious child...

...today, it has been two years since you returned to Heaven.  Two Earthly years, that is, since God took you in his arms and said, 'well done, my precious child, well done.'

I never knew you.  I don't even know your family personally, but I do follow their blog and many times over the past years of my life it has helped me in so many ways.  And today I pray for their strength and comfort.  Your story has touched my heart, it changed something in me.  It said to me, God still does miracles, among many other things.  But it is always for the good.

Your life, your amazing story, touched thousands of people across the world.  It does still. I still see stories of how people were changed, because of you, of how people have adopted children, because of you.

Once, a lady shared with your amazing mother, a story about how she thought you standing by her bedside shortly after you went to Heaven.  You were with Jesus, she said, he was holding your hand.  And the lady got the impression that you were visiting everyone whom had prayed for you.

I didn't say it.  But it nearly stopped my heart.  Because I didn't want people to think I was making it up.  But when I read that I remembered I had a dream exactly like that -- and the best part is, I didn't remember it until the moment I read those words.

I remember what I was doing those moments you went to Heaven.  I used to work nightshirt at a hotel. I was busy mopping the floor around 3 am or so my time.  And out of no where, I thought of you.  I wondered how you were doing.  And I realised you had been in the hospital for a month.  I said a prayer for you and your family right then and there.

I came home from work four hours later to see how you were doing ...and I sank into my chair in disbelief to find you were gone.  I, like so many many others out there, believed with all my heart that we would see you healed on this Earth.

...and yet, you went Home to God.  Where he said to you I am sure, "well done, my precious child. Well done." 

You don't have to be big to make a huge change in the world.  And Chrissie, I believe, with your beautiful heart - you absolutely did.  And you left a legacy with us all down here that will always live on.

Worth Posting...

...and please understand, I post this with no 'campaigning' intentions.  I just think its really cool:

"If you elect me president, you're not going to see legalized marijuana. I'm going to fight it tooth and nail."

-Mitt Romney

I don't know what to say...

...I don't know what to say.  I've tried writing this post two other times now. I've been trying to for hours now to get it right. I've posted about her on this blog before, Lera, her story has tugged at my heart for years. 

They need 6000 dollars by the end of the weekend I think, and on top of that they have another little girl fighting for her life in PICU. Please go over to their blog and help them however you can, pray for them, pass word on on your Facebook or blogs, donate to rebuild her adoption fund through the links provided if you can.  Help get the funds back together in time, and help get Lera out of there.  Thank you for reading tonight.  Take care.

Chinese Adoption, the Waiting Child

Hey you all.  Here is a video I found about special needs waiting children.  Maybe, if you are considering adoption, take a look at that list?  Thank you all.  Have a nice night.

2$, St. Jude, a 16 Yearold and Rootbeer Floats..

You know, this just now happened. And as I watched, I was saddened and yes, even angry - and I knew I would come home and put it on this blog. I was out grocery shopping, got to the check out and managed to leave my savings card in the car. Well, there were some really good sales this week that you had to have that card for, so I called an attendant, she suspended my transaction, and I went to the car and got my savings card. When I came back inside I had to wait for the attendant to pull up my transaction and, in doing so, that was when I saw him; he was about 16 years old, and had set up a little table near the front lanes and was trying to sell root beer floats for St. Jude's Children's Hospital for 2 dollars each.

As I stood and watched, he would ask person after person whom walked by if they would like a root beer float. Person after person came over and quickly looked at his table, and then said, "not for 2 dollars" and walked away. A few people even scowled as they said no to this kid. And he took it in stride and started offering free samples instead. Inside, I was furious. I was saddened by what I was seeing. You see, the reality of it is for me, that yes, These root beer floats were 2 dollars each which did seem a big price out of a standard paper cup. But the fact of the matter is, it wasn't about the root beer float; they were refusing to give just two bucks to these kids. My heart couldn't grasp it. And the kid started looking let down between people. Even though he seemed positive and upbeat when they were around.

So after I got my items through check out I had dropped exactly 2 dollars on the floor. Oddly, someone whom worked there picked it up.

 I have to admit, so you are not thinking I am patting my back here, I too, wasn't going to pay for a root beer float until that point. I didn't have the money. I hurt for him and wasn't scowling at him or anything or laughing at him but I just didn't have the two dollars -- without any mean intention of course and with an aching heart I was going to escape through another door and try not to think about it. No, I didn't want to admit this. I wasn't even going to write it.  But when sitting to write this, it just came out.

So as I looked at that two dollars in my hand and realised that I would not have had it anyway if someone hadn't handed it back to me -- I knew, without a doubt, I was supposed to stop being hypo-critic and give it to the Root Beer Float kid. I did so. Without plans of getting a root beer float. I was just going to put in in his jar and walk out. After all, root beer floats were never my thing, but he called after me and told me to take one. He seemed so encouraged. So I did. The point of this is, its just two dollars. If you see someone selling drinks, or nachos, or ice creams, or pop corn for a charity, an adoption or something you should step up. Could I afford it, nope. Two bucks could have got me one trip up and down the road and back.  But while 2 dollars spent on an over priced root-beer float, its really a 2 dollar donation to help someone. And in the grand scheme of things, isn't that better?  That's not overpriced at all.

Think about where you spend two bucks every day. Then think of that family you know that has a little girl or boy with cancer, or whom are adopting, or just needs the encouragement to know that someone hears them. Myself included. Really, think about it. Where do you spend your 2 dollars? On a hamburger, on soda, on a little bit of gas -these days a very little bit? And think of how much farther that 2 dollars will go if combined with everyone else's 2 dollars. It can go so much further, and do something much greater. And, believe me, for the lesson included to myself --- its 2 dollars very well spent.

Take care everyone, Debrah.

P.S. encouraged by this kid. Donations to St. Jude can be made here.

Milestones

...today, is one. Ready or not -- I've entered my mid thirties. I am hoping to do better in the next few years, look for good things and happy things. Its amazing how time goes so fast. Have a nice night, everyone.

Please Pray for Katya...

...she has just undergone a major surgery. Pray for her mother and her family.

Katya's doctor says she will amaze the world. I do believe this. With respect to them, without knowing her at all, without knowing the family, I have no words to describe the wonder she is, or any child is, for that matter. But this girl's story is one that's pulled at my heart since I first saw her photo some years ago - and it already is amazing. Please, if you pray, pray for her and her family tonight. Thank you.

How Absolutely Awful...

...how could they? -- doesn't even begin to describe it. How is this child supposed to face the rest of her life knowing her parents would have killed her rather than have her born ...if they had known she had Down Syndrome? And yes, people with DS do understand things like that. How in the world did the judge not take away their parental rights for this?

http://www.lifenews.com/2012/03/13/couple-wins-suit-doc-didnt-suggest-aborting-down-syndrome-baby/

Is the value of life mean so little these days that a court of law can decide if you should be born? Is it so low that a person can't stand to give a few months of their own lives just to see a child has one of his or her own? Instead are we that selfish that we can't give those months of our own lives -just a few months- at the cost of a child's entire life? Find the baby a family. I would think its a better to know your parents gave you up for adoption than to hear we'd have aborted you rather than have you be born.

We point fingers at how bad it is in other countries, people locking these kids up in mental asylums, yes, that is horrific, and I highlight that plight alot on this blog -- but are we really that different when right here in the USA over 90% of kids born with Down Syndrome are killed in the womb before they are ever even born?

Alright. What I think of it?

Life's value have not decreased. People's sensitivity toward it has.

Please, if you pray, pray for this girl? That she knows she is loved by God if not her family? And pray for her family as well.

My Hardest Blog Entries...

...I have a hard time posting. And I have several saved in draft. I have a hard time posting them because of the criticism that might come this blog's way for putting things out there for people to know and see. I shouldn't let it deter me, but whom likes being yelled at for the things they say? The way I am starting to look at it though is that - the truth hurts. People react in many ways to what hurts, including leaving negative comments. And 147 million orphans in this world? That is a truth that really hurts. More on this very soon, as it will also be an entry that is hard to post, hard to write, hard to say.

Look at the Date

Yup. February 29, 2012! A date that comes around only every 4 years.

Leap Year!

"Thirty days hath November, April, June, and September. Every other thirty-one. Except the second month alone."

--C.N. Douglas

Please, give just a few minutes...

...and go read what Adeye has to say, and visit the links she posts in the entry? A few minutes to help these kids? I have posted this before, yes, just a few entries below. Like I said in that entry, they need everyone that visits this page. A few minutes might change lives. Thank you.

Great News...

Alexander has a family! Someone has come forward for him. If they create a public blog I will try and post it here. Thank you, God. Thank you.

I am working on an entry...

...that I don't know how to write or post. It's a difficult post, containing images that are hard to see, which is a reason I am struggling to put it on this blog. --Which is a reason I should.

There are a series of videos that are very graphic [some contain nudity in the form of communal 'showers'] about life in an institution. I just want people to see what 'transferred' means for most of these kids. There is another set of videos about what happens to the baby girls in China... and yet, they claim, the wait is so long because there are just not enough kids to go around.

I have placed links before, sent people to Google or You Tube to look it up. But I've never actually posted videos like these themselves. They are not sugar-coated. They don't hide the really bad stuff. They, in fact, break my heart.

There isn't a way to sugar-coat this. And people just don't know its like this. I think people would help if they just knew. So, I think, it needs to be seen. It needs to be out there, so people will know.

These are my current thoughts as I've seemed to fall silent. I may or may not post as I've not decided. Take care.

Thank You...

...Los Angeles California! That made my night. Thank you, so much, whomever you are. :)

Sad...

...out of all the people whom visited today, it doesn't look like even one bothered to go look at the link to blog posted in the entry below.

Normally I don't write blog posts like this. But really, that's amazingly sad that no one even gave a few minutes of time to just go look. A few minutes that may change kids lives, and maybe their own life too.

Please ...these kids need you...

..not the next person to visit this page -- they need every person who visits page. They need you. No matter how you found this blog, no matter what you do. You may not be able to adopt but you can do something. Please these kids need you today. Please go to the post and read what Adeye has to say - she can say it much better than I can. Which is why this entry on my blog -while desperately important- is so short. Please go read hers and follow the links she placed in it --- or come back here and look at the faces of these kids in another entry on that same blog. And after, don't just move on to another page. Ask yourself what you can do today. Thank you everyone.