Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Last chance get them now!


Hey guys most of you have heard, but in case you haven't, we are having a 3 family adoption fundraiser on April 30th from 5pm to 8pm @ Central Church of Christ.

GET YOUR TICKETS NOW we are only selling them for one more week.

The fundraiser will consist of a wonderful bbq dinner and silent action with some sweet items!

The three families it will be benefiting are, the Schulp family who is adopting from Haiti, the O'Neal family who is adopting from Ethiopia and then ours of course and we are adopting from Ghana - all right here in Ada, America! That's good stuff!

If you have always had a heart for adoption but not called to actually adopt this is your opportunity! You can help bring three familyless children into a loving home by supporting one event.

Tickets can be purchased from any of these three families (Schlup's attend Central CofC, us and ONeal's attend H2O) or The Brown Box @ 116 E. Main or directly from our adoption blog http://www.brownethiopiaadoption.blogspot.com/ look on the left as soon as the page opens. Remember this is the last week to purchase!

Pure and genuine religion in the sight of God the Father means caring for orphans and widows in their distress and refusing to let the world corrupt you.
-James 1:27 NLT

Monday, April 11, 2011

Anniversary of the heart

On this day nine years ago I was sleeping in a rocking chair in the Pediatric ICU floor of OKC Childrens Hospital with a thin blanket a nurse threw over my sometime during the night. Winston our 7 month old baby had just had open heart surgery that morning and I wasn't going to the parent hotel. Nope, I was staying all night even though some very nice friends and family donated the money for Christy and I to have a place to stay in the hospital. This whole thing was totally out of my hands but the one thing I could do is be there!

Tonight just for a little while those feeling welled up inside of me as I went in for one last bed check on my not so little boy. He's perfectly healthy for now. But I just couldn't help rub my fingers up and down the scar he sports down the entire length of his chest one last time before I pulled his covers up. I do that often when he's awake running around the house shirtless and he always asks, "Daddy why do you like to rub my scar?" and I've never really told him that , "Son, it's my reminder that I'm not in control but He is and I'm okay with that."

Maybe tomorrow I'll tell him or maybe I'll wait till he needs the wisdom like I did. Either way I thank you Lord for the 9 years you have to let me have with my son.