ANCIENT CHINESE BELIEF: When a child is born invisible red threads extend from the child's spirit and connect to all the significant people who will be part of the child's life. As the child grows, the threads shorten, drawing closer those people who are destined to be together.
JOHANNA'S FAVORITE VIDEO!
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
We are having lots of fun getting ready for Christmas with Johanna. Today we did our Christmas baking. Here are a few pics of Johanna "helping."
"It is impossible to rightly govern the world without God and the Bible."
To Our Johanna Joy
Kisses in the Wind-- I hold you in my heart and touch you in my dreams. You are here each day with me, at least that's how it seems. I know you wonder where we are...what's taking us so long...... But remember child, I love you so and God will keep you strong. Now go outside and feel the breeze and let it touch your skin..... Because tonight, just as always, I blow you kisses in the wind..... May God hold you in His hand until I can be with you.... I promise you, my darling, I'm doing all that I can do. Very soon, you'll have a family for real, not just pretend. but for tonight, just as always, I blow you kisses in the wind. May God wrap you in His arms and hold you very tight. And let the angels bring the kisses that I send to you each night. --Unknown Author
DEAR SWEET DAUGHTER: As a girl I had a common dream, to be a mom someday. My baby would have eyes of blue and hair the hue of hay. But now my dreams have been transformed. New visions fill my head. Now the tresses that I long to stroke are raven black instead. And in my dreams those eyes are not so big or blue or round. now in my dreams they're almond shaped and colored cocoa brown. And in my dreams my arms can stretch across enormous seas. They reach half-way around the world and hold you close to me. As you grow in your mother's womb, carefully knit together, you're also growing in my heart, where you will stay forever. And in my dreams the moment that your mother says good-bye, I'll be right there to comfort you and hold you as you cry. Our features may not look alike; we're different as can be. But still I know the Father has created you for me. And though I've not yet seen your face, or held your tiny hands, and though we're half a world apart in very different lands. I'll be right there to get you just as soon as God allows. But 'til He says the time is right I give to you this vow. I'll pray for your protection every night on bended knee. For God will hold you in His arms, until you're here with me. --Gayle Leubecker
Once there were two women who never knew each other. One you do not remember, the other you call Mother. Two different lives shaped to make you one, one became your guiding star, the other became your sun. The first one gave you life, and the second taught you to live it. The first gave you a need to love, the second was there to give it. One gave you a nationality, the other gave you a name. One gave you a talent, the other gave you aim. One gave you emotions, the other calmed your fears. One saw your sweet smile, the other dried your tears. One made an adoption plan, that was all that she could do. The other prayed for a child, and God led her straight to you. Now which of these two women, are you a product of? Both my darling, both. Just two different types of love. --Unknown author