There's an elephant in the room---our whole house actually.
It's so large that it's saturated every part of our life.
We wake up thinking about it.
Go about our daily routines---thinking about it.
We go to sleep thinking and sometimes even dreaming about it.
Our elephant---what is it?
Somewhere there's a boy, maybe he's entered this world already, maybe he hasn't.
I do know that He is a thought in our Lord's mind because HE has placed this little boy
in our hearts.
This boy is living or will be living in Ethiopia.
A place so far away from here it takes 24 hours to get there.
It's a different place than here.
Life is...different.
Regardless, there's a little boy there
And he's ours.
We just have to go get him.
But that's easier said than done.
There's a little paperwork(or elephant)---well,
A LOT (and I mean A LOT) of paperwork to
complete and check and double check and triple check.
Because everything has to be right and complete and NOTARIZED.
But we will eat the elephant one bite at a time and some days
a couple of bites at a time.
We may even chew with our mouths open somedays. (You'll have to forgive us that.)
One day we'll board a plane and fly to a place far away where our little boy waits for us.
Join us in praying.
Join us in getting him home.
Visit my Etsy store, buy a purse or two. This is my labor (so to speak). I make them to bring my boy home.
Mostly, pray.
Pray for us.
Pray for our son.
