They’re Both Mine
I have two daughters, one by adoption and one by birth…
Two girls, two different stories. 
Both mine.

Have you ever watched a broken heart heal?
Some days it is so easy to see the healing of his heart through the progress he is making.  Yet other days it feels as if we are back to day one. 
Keeping the Lid on Tight
This is another step of letting go, of admitting that we are not who we used to be, and of being uncomfortably needy.
Finish Line
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Oh the things that come out at bedtime

I love the words to this song by Tim and Laurie Thornton of The Blackthorn Project because it describes our adoption in Christ.  It’s called The Mud Song…

isn’t it just like you to invite me into a warm house
isn’t it just like you to stroke my hair as I fall asleep
Father you made me yours
found my orphan heart and brought it home
and I’m safe here and I sing
isn’t it just like you to make a slave into your daughter
isn’t it just like you to make wine out of dirty water

I used to live in chains
my wounds bled to the ground
my bed was out in the rain
my hair in knots and soaked in mud

but you took my hand
and you led me in
and you combed my hair
you kissed my skin
and you gave me food
you made me yours