New Beginnings

There are so many beautiful chapters in this earthly life. God has already blessed me with some great ones. Before I move onto the next one, I must look back and give thanks for my last chapter as a foster parent. It was a chapter that I will cherish and keep close to my heart, always.

It's hard to put into words, my thoughts on this last year. Where to begin? Being a foster parent brought the most amazing people into my life. It brought me so much love. I will never forget the beauty and joy I experienced everyday as I fell more and more in love with those children. I still dream about them. I still yearn to see them and hold them close. I'm not sure those feelings will ever go away. I'm not sure I want them to. 

There is so much I miss about nine kids, in particular...

• D. I knew you for just 3 months. You will be with me for a lifetime.
• A. We had so much fun. You stole my heart. You changed me.
• J. Your kindness and joy will always inspire me. I miss your sweet smile.
• M. My baby girl. I dream about you all the time.
• Baby J. I pray for your new family. I hope you're still flashing that winning smile.
• C. I have your painting hung up in my room. Just like I promised.
• H. My life is too quiet without you in it. I miss your loud laughter.
• A. Your smile always brightened the room. Wish I could squeeze you tight.
• Baby D. There is nothing I want more than to have you right here with me.

I sit here, thinking about all 9 of you. I think how amazing it would be if you were all with me right now. That's the hardest part about this chapter - it ends. You belonged to me for a little while and now it's time to say goodbye. It's time to take everything I learned from you and move forward to the next chapter. It's time for a new beginning (for all of us). Even though you may not remember me, specifically, I hope that deep inside, you remember how much you were loved. I hope you hold onto that feeling and never, ever settle for anything less.

God, I pray that You hold those nine kids in the palm of Your hand. Lead them to Your perfect Light.

"God places the lonely in families; he sets the prisoners free and gives them joy." - Psalm 68:6

Day 343: Time for Reflection

As I near the end of my time here in Houston, I can't help but reflect on the million little beautiful moments I've experienced as a foster parent to the most amazing children I've ever known. They will probably never know it, but each one has changed my life for the better. Little by little, each tiny hand has molded me into a new person. I wish our paths would cross again. I wish I could tell them what their love has meant to me this past year. I wish I knew how they were doing. I wish, I wish, I wish...

Instead of wishing, I will give this burden to my loving Father in heaven. He goes before them always.

It is truly stunning when God gives you a small glimpse of His great power. Most of the time, I really don't understand what He's doing. I have questioned God more often than I care to admit. When my future looks uncertain, I foolishly let worry and fear into my life. As I reflect on this past year, I am so glad He doesn't allow us to see the future. If I saw the pain and frustration that I would undergo this year, I would have quickly said "No thanks, God!" and stayed right there in my happy little comfort zone. Can you imagine everything I would have missed?? Phew, I am so blessed to have a Father who knows me way better than I know myself.

Slowly but surely, it has become very clear to me why I was sent to Casa last year. In addition to caring for those sweet kids and learning so much about life from their joy and beauty, I believe it was His way of revealing His plan for my life. I believe He is calling me to dedicate my life to the "least of these". I will answer His call; I will look after orphans in their distress.

As I look forward to the next chapter of my life (so perfectly orchestrated by Him), I realize there are so many things I will miss about being a foster parent. I will miss waking up to the sweetest smiles and the happiest laughter. I will miss rocking babies to sleep, singing lullabies off-key, and tucking sleepy children into bed. I will miss reading stories and playing with play-doh. I will miss Disney movie nights and blowing kisses and playing dress-up. I will miss my sweet friends and fellow foster parents. Most of all, I will miss the beautiful, breath-taking, unconditional love of a child. I have never experienced anything so sweet and inspiring.

There are also a few things I will definitely not miss. Like this:

This is what laundry for 4 kids looks like. Everyday. I won't miss cleaning a million dishes, wiping milk off the floor, getting puked on, finding Dora cereal everywhere, and changing poopy diapers. But ya know what? I'd do it all again. I wouldn't take back a thing.

I have loved caring for these kids more than words can say. Thank you, Lord, for a truly unforgettable experience.

Jesus said to his disciples, “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat, or about your body, what you will wear. For life is more than food, and the body more than clothing.” - Luke 12:22-23

Day 329: The Vineyard's Keeper

"I, the Lord, am the vineyard's keeper; every moment I water it. I guard it night and day so that no one can harm it." - Isaiah 27:3

My little man & his flip flops

We are His vineyard. He is our keeper. I am just a single vine in this great vineyard, but I have seen the power of His constant provision. I have seen it yield abundant fruit. 

Over and over again, I find joy in unexpected places. Today, I found joy on the bottom of baby D's feet. He got a kick out of those flip flops. I found joy on the swing. At the dinner table. In my room. It's everywhere. It's everywhere because He is everywhere. Often, I miss these blessings of joy. I miss them because I am not looking. I'm looking at the future, I'm looking at the past, I'm looking at the mess on the floor or the reflection in the mirror or the empty space in my wallet. I'm looking anywhere but up.

The Lord says that He is our keeper. He promises to guard us, night and day. "Every moment I water it." There is so much joy to be found in each moment, if only we let ourselves see it. If only we let ourselves drink from His abundant, unending supply of life-giving water. Let's put aside these earthly worries and open our eyes to the joy.

Day 323: Gratitude

I want to take a moment of gratitude for all the beautiful blessings in my life. Here are a few that are on my mind tonight...

Holding hands with baby D

Baby A learning how to walk

Watching movies with these little monsters

My new girls. Que bonitas!

• For the millions of sweet memories I have of C, H, A, A, J, and M. I could talk about them all day. 
• For the countless ways in which baby D melts my heart, every single day. I fed him his first jar of baby food tonight! 
• For the four little girls that we welcomed into our home this week. Their adorable smiles make the transition so much easier.
• For my family in New York. Their love is my rock.
• For my Casa family. We've been through so much together.
• For my sweet Father in Heaven. His grace is enough.

Thank you, Father, for the abundant blessings that you continually shower upon me. I am so grateful for your eternal love!

"Giving thanks always and for everything to God the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ." - Ephesians 5:20

Day 320: Out of Goodbyes

“Home wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.” - Sarah Dessen

Today was a hard one. I have been saying too many goodbyes lately. I'm all out of goodbyes. My three beautiful little angels left today. Watching them leave this afternoon felt like I was watching my own heart drive away. We shared so much love, so many wonderful memories. What happens to all that love now? Was it all in vain? I just want them in my life. I want to know them forever. Talking to C about it was the hardest part. "I want to stay here with you." Oh, how I wish you could. I'll be loving you from far away forever and ever.

C, H, & A: You three are my home. I hope you always know how much you are loved - and how hard it was to say goodbye to you today. Words cannot express how empty this house feels without you in it. Thank you for filling my life with your unforgettable love; my heart is overflowing with sweet memories of you. You have been three of the biggest joys of my life. Thank you. Thank you for your unconditional love and for showing me how fun life can be. You are wonderful. You are loved. You are worthy. I will never forget you.

All I can do now is pray to my sweet Father in Heaven. He knows them, He loves them, He will be with them always. Heavenly Father, please watch over these three precious angels. Guide them, guard them, protect them. Send your peace upon them while they grow into the strong, beautiful people you have created them to be. Thank you for putting them in my life. Thank you for blessing me with their beauty.

"Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God." - 1 John 4:7

Day 316: Unconditional Love

That quote, those precious feet, the million little moments from this past year that have left me a changed person: they all point me to His unconditional love. His breathtaking, unending, life-changing, unconditional love. The amount of love I have for these sweet children is nothing compared to the amount of love He has for them. My mind fails to fathom that kind of love, but my heart takes so much comfort in it.

You might look at that picture above and just see eight tiny feet. I see so much more than that. I see four of the most beautiful people I've ever known. I see big smiles, big messes, endless energy, goofy dance moves, and tight hugs. When I look at this picture, I can hear their loud laughter and their quiet "I love you". Best of all, when I look at this picture, I see unconditional love.

Here are just a few of the billion reasons why I love these four incredible kids (starting from left to right):

H. You have no sense of personal space. Every time I sit down, you come right over and proceed to sit right on top of me. I can't help but laugh. "I want to see a puppy." I find a picture of a puppy on my phone. "PUPPY DOGGY!" I love how you sing "You Are My Sunshine." I love how you say my name. I love how you say it repeatedly, just to get my attention. "Um. Ummm. I love you." (I love you more kiddo). You love reading books. You love to cuddle. You are the messiest eater I've ever seen. You love your Scooby-Doo shoes and riding in the car. You always make me feel better. You have left your footprint on my heart.

C. You are such a character. You love dressing up as Captain America. You love watching movies. You are thoughtful, curious, and inquisitive. You have so much energy. You are so well-behaved. You love piggy-back rides and helping in the kitchen. I love watching "Magic School Bus" with you. I love reading books with you. I love running with you. You are so fast! You melt my heart with your kindness. You crack me up with your sense of humor. You love car rides and fruit snacks and fancy shoes. You are so smart. You make me smile. You have left your footprint on my heart.

D. You are growing up so fast. I cannot believe you are six months old already. You are sitting up all by yourself now! It melts my heart every time I see your small body sleeping in that big ol' crib. You love C, H, and A. They always make you laugh. You love your stuffed frog. You love standing up and being upside-down. I love seeing you sit on H's booster seat, your head barely above the table. I love how you reach for my face and laugh. I love holding you close. You are always happy. You always make me happy. You have left your footprint on my heart.

A. You are always smiling. Your laugh is my favorite sound in the world. You love your brothers. You love crawling to the kitchen, the bathroom, the closet (all places you don't belong). You are almost walking. You love your Gerber Graduates and bananas. At the end of the day, your hair resembles Kramer from Seinfeld. You love nap-time. You sleep with your butt in the air. You are so ticklish. You always grab my hair (ouch!). I love dancing with you. I love singing to you. You are such a joy. You have left your footprint on my heart.

These four, along with my precious A, J, & M and baby J, have changed my life for the better. My heart is covered in their footprints. I am so grateful.

"Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things." - 1 Corinthians 13:7

Day 314: Goodbyes Are Hard

"Some people come into our lives, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same."

My three beautiful babies are onto the next chapter of their childhood. It's hard to let them go. It's hard to say goodbye. They have brought so much joy into my life. They got me through some hard times. They were the reason I woke up every morning with a smile on my face, excited for a full day of their sweet laughter and tight hugs. They have left their footprints on my heart and I will never, ever be the same. Between my mom and I, these kiddos will always have two prayer warriors praying for them. May the good Lord bless and protect them. I didn't have much time to say goodbye, and they probably wouldn't understand anyway, but if I could, this is what I would tell them...

A, J, and M: Thank you. Thank you for making me a better person. For all the times you made me laugh. All the times you made me feel so loved. I could see God's love in all your faces. For keeping me on my toes and constantly teaching me about life and imagination and forgiveness and patience and hope and love. Your energy and joy radiated to everyone who knew you. Your kindness was inspiring. I pray you never lose your beautiful, resilient spirits. You are wonderful. You are loved. You are worthy. I will never forget you.

May the road rise up to meet you.

May the wind always be at your back.

May the sun shine warm upon your face,

and rains fall soft upon your fields.

And until we meet again,

May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

Day 308: Relentless

"Don't let your passion fade away. Be relentless in your prayers, stay firm in your integrity & be content to serve God wherever He puts you."

I came across that quote on Twitter yesterday at the exact moment that I needed some encouragement. Although this past year has been filled with love and joy from all my sweet beautiful children, it has also been filled with many difficult situations. I was feeling quite down yesterday and was tempted to wallow in the "woe is me" school of thought. I wished I was home. I wished I was with my family. I wanted to be anywhere but here. God quickly and gently reminded me that He has put me here for a reason. Who am I to say what's best for me? Who am I to dare think that I know better than He does? I saw this quote and immediately thanked God for the much-needed reality check. I decided right then and there: I WILL be content serving God wherever He puts me. I WILL be relentless in my prayers and firm in my integrity. My passion will NOT fade away. No one can steal my joy except for me. Today, I choose joy.

Although dealing with conflict and standing up against adversity is anything but comfortable, this year has taught me that it is absolutely vital in our walks with God. Even though I don't understand it, I know He is teaching me and I am trying my hardest to do what is right - even if it's far outside my comfort zone. "God puts us into this world to refine us and purify us, not to comfort us." I found that in a random blog post yesterday and was so thankful for the reminder. Our comfort is not His priority. Being a child of God means that we will face many hardships and many difficult situations. It's times like these when God does his best work in us, if we let Him.

Instead of saying "Why me?", I will say "Thank you Lord, for teaching me, refining me, purifying me."

"Let my teaching fall like rain and my words descend like dew, like showers on new grass, like abundant rain on tender plants." - Deuteronomy 32:2

Day 295: James 1:27

"Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress." - James 1:27

This verse has been on my heart a lot lately, for obvious reasons. Looking back on these past 10 months here at Casa, I am starting to see that God has been speaking to me: "Take care of my children." I want to answer His call, wherever that may lead. I trust in His perfect plan.

My heart is overflowing for these kids. C always wants to help. He helped me with dinner last night. Even though he made a mess, I knew that sweet memory was more important than any extra clean-up I had to do. I have learned the importance of focusing on the beauty of a moment - not letting tomorrow's worries invade today's joy. I'm still working on it.

So, as a reminder to myself, here are some reasons to be joyful today:

• The funny way C says my name. Over and over and over. All day long. "RAYCHULL! LOOK AT THIS!" "RAYCHULL! I'M A NINJA TURTLE!" "RAYCHULL! CAN I HAVE FRUIT SNACKS?"
• C asking "WHY?" Over and over and over. All day long. "What color is this?" "Blue." "Why?" I've never met such an inquisitive mind.
• H throwing his food. Every single meal. Why is this a reason to be joyful? I have learned the beautiful gift of patience. Thanks H, but don't do that again. PLEASE.
• Everything about baby D. His sweet baby smell, adorable smiles, giggles, and his latest kick: screaming. He now enjoys screaming. I think it's his way of learning how to talk (that's what I tell myself).
• Baby A standing up by herself! That girl will be walking soon.
• The way baby A laughs when you sing to her. The way she grabs your nose when you're feeding her. The way she gets so excited to play with her brothers.
• Baby D playing with toys AND ROLLING OVER!
• H's excited face when I tell him it's time to read books. The way he clumsily runs over to the bookshelf. The fact that he falls and trips 100 times a day, but gets right back up.
• Seeing the sibs out on the playground and holding them close.
• C singing "Gone, Gone, Gone" by Phillip Phillips (the cutest thing I've ever heard)

When enemies are at your door

I'll carry you away from war

If you need help, if you need help

Your hope dangling by a string

I'll share in your suffering

To make you well, to make you well

And I would do it for you, for you

Baby, I'm not moving on

I'll love you long after you're gone

Like a drum, my heart never stops beating for you

These lyrics perfectly illustrate my love for these kids. I will love them for the rest of my life. Long after we say our earthly goodbyes. My heart never stops beating for them. And that, my friends, is my number one reason to be joyful today.

Jesus replied, "You don't understand now what I am doing, but someday you will." - John 13:7

Day 273: Casa, crawfish, and kids...oh my!

First crawfish boil! Officially a southern girl...

A generous donor came to the Casa neighborhood last night and catered a complete cajun meal for us: crawfish and all! It was my first time experiencing a crawfish boil so I wasn't sure if I would like it, but they are delicious! After I worked for 10 minutes trying to rip the shell off, the little morsel of tasty meat was great :) It was a wonderful time with all the kiddos and fellow houseparents. Does this make me an official Texan?

Life here is wonderful. I wake up to my four lovely babies and get to love on them all day long. Oh, those sweet, beautiful faces! I just love them so much. I am constantly in awe over the absolute beauty and purity of a child's love. God has blessed me beyond belief by allowing me to experience this kind of love every single day. I am one lucky girl.

Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.” - Matthew 19:14

Day 253: Summer is Coming

Well, it's almost summertime here in Houston. You know what that means! High 80s everyday. I'm loving it. Ask me how I like it in July and August; I might have a different response. Right now though, the weather is perfect. Life is good. 

My sweet babies C & H and baby A and Grumpy D (who's not grumpy at all, he's actually a pretty perfect baby) are all doing so well. Our house is working together smoothly and the kiddos are loving life. 

C is hilarious. He wakes up in the morning and says "You're the silliest and the craziest! Ha! I said it first!" I just sigh and say, "Yep C, you got me! I'll get ya tomorrow." He's in love with his new overalls. He unbuckles one side and says he looks just like "Wreck it, Ralph" (a recent kids' movie). He loves reading his Batman and Spiderman books (just like my A). He loves pre-school. He's head-over-heels for the Ninja Turtles. He's Donatello (the purple one). He is the pickiest eater I've EVER known. He hates all vegetables, even fruit and CHOCOLATE! Yep, even chocolate. Crazy kid. He makes me laugh all the time. I love his dance moves and how he helps me "clean" the bathroom. I love his onesie pajamas. I just love him.

H is a sweetheart with a screaming problem. He can be the loveliest, happiest kid you'll ever know, but as soon as you take him up to bed he will start screaming at the TOP OF HIS LUNGS. Oh man, that scream. Let's hope it's just a "terrible two" thing. I gotta love him though. His big ol' goofy smile in the morning. The way he yells "I'M READY!" when you take a toy from him. How much he misses G. The way he loves my phone. "Where's your phone? I want it." His adorable speech impediment. His backward onesies. His clumsiness. His big heart. Love you, H.

Baby A. That girl has ENERGY. All day long, she is on the move. Go, go, go. She just learned how to crawl, so she is all over the house putting everything in her mouth. Shoes, socks, toys, feet, grass...she doesn't discriminate. She is so strong. All muscle! Her arms have muscle definition. Unbelievable for a 7-month-old, right? She's basically almost walking. Child prodigy, folks! When she's hungry, her scream can probably deafen a small animal. It's that loud. Girl loves her food! I love when I'm rocking her to sleep and she looks up at me and smiles. I sing "Row, row, row your boat..." and she starts to giggle. Thanks for sleeping through the night. I love you, sweet girl.

Last, but definitely not least. Love of my life. Adorable baby D. Seriously, I love this baby so much. I want to keep him forever. He's my little 4-month-old man. That smile, his cheeks, those big dark eyes and little poof of hair. I love how he cuddles with me. I love how he laughs when I kiss his little face and hands and feet. I could smell him all day long. He's got the quietest, saddest sounding cry. He loves his pink pacifier. He's got a bulldog onesie and the cutest blue overalls. When I took him to the doctor, she remarked, "You can tell he really loves you. He is very attached to you." That melted my heart. Okay D, I'm gonna take you home with me forever. Love you to the moon.

"Many are the plans in the mind of a man, but it is the purpose of the Lord that will stand." - Proverbs 19:21

Day 232: A Child's Love

Just got into my bed after the overnight with adorable baby D and spunky baby A. Baby D woke up a few times, but always with a smile on his face, so it was a good night. Baby A slept through the night, so it was a VERY good night. I was just lying here in bed, trying to get some extra hours of sleep, when I hear little H in the next room, "RACHEL! Can I get up? RACHEL! RACHEL!"

I just close my eyes and smile.

Then I remember one moment last November (Thanksgiving morning, to be exact). Lying in bed after the overnight, I hear my darling A ask (while on the toilet) "Where's Rachel?" They answer, "Rachel is sleeping." A responds, "I love Rachel."

I just closed my eyes and smiled. I said a silent prayer to my sweet Father in heaven, "Thank you, Lord."

My Father has blessed me with the greatest gift of all this year in Houston: the gift of love. Not just any love, a child's love. There is nothing in this world sweeter than that.

I think back to a few days ago. I wish I could capture moments in time and keep them safely stored away, so on darker days I can look back and relive the joy. I was outside with C and H while they were riding their bikes. My three babies (A, J, & M aka "the sibs") walk outside. They immediately see me and start running, yelling "RACHEL! RACHEL!" I smile the biggest smile as I see them running toward me with outstretched arms. I get down and open up my arms as they run into me and give me the greatest hug I've ever received. I looked up to heaven and said another silent prayer, "Thank you, Lord." This moment will stay with me forever. The volunteer who was standing nearby remarked, "Wow, they love you!" Yes, and their love has been one of my favorite blessings.

These moments, these sweet memories, these smiles and hugs...they are all gifts from my loving Father in heaven. I know, without a doubt, that with each joyful kiss and "I love you", He is sending His love down upon me. I don't deserve it, but I am so grateful for it.

"Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows." - James 1:17

Day 201: Pieces of My Heart

Today, I love... 

My sweet 4-year-old's excitement about his birthday (happy 4th birthday, little guy!), his newfound love for ninja turtles, H's sweet "I love you's" when I change his stinky diaper (always makes me smile, even when cleaning his poop!), G's mischievous laugh and mullet hairdo, and the way little B walks with his hands up and twirls them around when he cries. I love how B gets excited to clap his hands. I love how they dance. I love how they run. I love their joyful spirits. 

I was listening to Gary Allan's new song the other day, "Pieces". I have never been a huge Gary Allan fan, but his last two songs have resonated with me at the exact moments that I needed some comfort. His previous song called "Every Storm (Runs Out of Rain)" gave me hope as I went through the sad transition into a new house, away from my three little loves. It's true, every storm does run out of rain. This too shall pass. Well, that storm has indeed passed. I have given it up to God and am trusting in His perfect plan. Gary Allan's newest song, "Pieces", has yet again struck a cord with me: 

Nothing's perfect in this world 
Everybody's been burned by the fire 
Guess I'm learning 
That what breaks you, makes you grow 

Pieces of my heart 
Pieces of my soul 
Pieces that I'm gonna be, I don't even know 
I gave a lot to lovers 
Gave a lot to friends 
Everything I took from them, made me who I am

I will always love those three precious babies. My heart broke when I left them because I felt like they were mine. God reminded me that they never were. They belong to Him. They have a perfect Father in Heaven; I know they'll be just fine. They have taught me so much; I will never be the same. The time I spent with them will be treasured forever. They have left a permanent imprint on my heart.

With each passing day, I fall more in love with these new children. I know that God wants me to love them with the same passion that I gave to A, J, and M. So, each day, I remind myself how blessed I am to spend my days with these amazing kids. I focus on their sweet smiles and pour out my love to them. It's a good life.

“Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.” - Hebrews 4:16

Day 172: Best of Times, Worst of Times

So much has happened since the last time I was able to update. Some good things, some bad things - all lessons from God. I just got back from being home in NY for a week. When talking to family and friends about my time in Houston, I tell them that it has been the best and worst experience of my life. I have learned so much about myself and about the world and about God's unfailing love. I have never been so stressed, confused, and sad. I have fallen in love with the most beautiful children. I have had to say goodbye.

This year has been much harder than I thought it would be. Taking care of children and loving them with all your heart takes so much out of you. I didn't realize it until I couldn't be with them anymore. I can only hope and pray that God will protect them; that my love for them wasn't in vain. Oh, how I love them.

The hardest part is that they're still here. They still live in this neighborhood and I can see them on the playground and still be in their lives for a little while longer. I know that's a blessing. I try to see it as such. But I'm not the one taking care of them - tucking them into bed, kissing them goodnight, making them breakfast. I live in a new house now with new kids who need me just as much. Maybe someday I'll understand God's plan behind all of this. Right now, I just ask Him to strengthen and guide me every day. I know there are so many things I need to learn from Him. I can feel Him teaching me. I can feel His peace.

Now, I focus on the five precious babies God has trusted me with. I see their smiling faces and know that by serving these beautiful kids, I am serving the Lord. How can I not rejoice?

"Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything." - James 1:2-4

Day 138: Insults of a 4-year-old

On the playground today, X comes running over to me, looking distraught, saying "A called me a 'Chicken Nugget Noodle'!" I tried so hard not to laugh. If only the rest of the world was this creative with their "insults". I promptly walked over to A and told him to please use nice words...and then turned around and had a good laugh. Never a dull moment!

Four beautiful souls!

"Our mouths were filled with laughter, our tongues with songs of joy. Then it was said among the nations, 'The LORD has done great things for them.'" - Psalm 126:2

Day 137: Remember the Joy

Each day with these children is filled with sweet moments that melt my heart. I want to write them down so I can look back one day and remember the joy.

Singing lullabies to M before bed. She has the biggest smile on her face. She sings with me. "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" and "Happy Birthday". As I hold her, listening to this 2-year-old sing, I think to myself: I cannot imagine a happier sound. It's true. The voice of a child, singing so innocently in the night, without a care in the world, looking up at you with pure love...this is heaven. Thank you, sweet girl, for showing me a little slice of heaven tonight.

"For the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of waters: and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes."- Revelation 7:17

Day 129: Unforgettable

I want to remember everything about them.

A. Sweet, sweet A. When I first met him, I was unsure how to handle him. He was aggressive, loud, threw tantrums, and refused to listen. Looking back on those first days with him, I am amazed how he has progressed into the sweetest, funniest, happiest little boy. I never knew I would grow to love him this much. He says the most hilarious things. "I love you ALL THE WAY OUT THE UNIVERSE!" "And I was like, whaaat?" "Do ya love me?" "How many? Like THESE MANY?" "Don't get a haircut! You're my best friend!" "You think this is cool?" "I've got strong muscles!" He memorizes how to spell everyone's name, which is pretty impressive for a 4-year-old. We've got a genius on our hands, folks! He remembers everything you say, even if it was 4 months ago (this can be good or bad). He's outgoing, joyful, and knows how to push our buttons. He loves to swing "high up in the sky" and run "super fast". He loves going to preschool, wearing his backpack, and always wishes he had homework (I'd love to remind him of that when he's older). He's always excited to see us. It fills my heart with so much joy when he comes running over to give me a long, tight hug. I wish I could bottle it up. I love when I walk past his room at night, and he whispers "Rachel, I love you!" and blows me a kiss. How lucky am I? He's so good at doing puzzles. He wants to be Batman for Halloween next year. He looks up to the older boys. He loved D, so much. I know he still misses him (so do I, buddy). He has the best smile. He fills my world with laughter. I want to know him forever and ever.

J. My little man. The most kindhearted 3-year-old I've ever known. I knew he was sweet-to-the-core when I first met him. That smile and those big brown eyes just melted my heart. He's such a ham. It's hard to get mad at him. He flashes me that smile and knows he's got me wrapped around his little finger. He is so easygoing. I wish I was more like him. He shares all of his toys. He lets his brother and sister take his toys. He'll just move on and find something else to play with (yes, he really is that nice!). When A or M get upset, J always runs over to comfort them. He puts his little hand on their shoulder and pats their back. When one of X's toys broke, J offered him his. These sweet little moments can really teach us all a lesson in selfless love. Thank you, J, for showing me that love and kindness are more important than satisfying selfish desires. I can always count on you. He loves waffles and fruit. He hates pizza and pancakes. He loves to "cheers" at the table. He always takes my cellphone. He's afraid of the "choo-choo" at night, but loves playing with his toy train. He loves "bubba" and "ya-ya" so much. He gets frustrated when we don't know what he's saying. I pray that he learns how to talk soon. I pray that his beautiful soul shines this brightly forever.

M. My favorite little girl. My darling, spunky, crazy, loud, gorgeous little girl. She knows I think she's the cutest thing in the world. I adore her. The other day, when she was being loud in her crib trying to wake up "bubba", I go in the room and say, "M, do you need to take a break in the hall?" She looked up at me smiling and nodded her head "yes". I tried really hard not to laugh. I failed. She started laughing, too. Let's just say, it was not the most successful nap-time. She loves pretending to be a monster. She goes around saying "rah!", trying to scare everyone, even the baby. Poor baby. She has learned all of our names and says them in the cutest 2-year-old voice I've ever heard. "Bay-chel! Bay-chel! Bay-chel!" She has the best laugh. It is contagious. She loves to sing "happy birthday" and have tea parties. She loves to play with the boys, much to their dismay. She loves to eat. She's the slowest, messiest eater in the house. She always wants to be held (I can't say no). She screams our names loudly to get attention. She whines. She blows kisses. She has me wrapped around her finger. I want to watch her grow into the beautiful woman I know she'll be. I hope she always keeps that fiery determination. I hope she knows how much she is loved.

Baby J. Ohh, baby J. The cutest baby I've ever seen in my life. Seriously, I'm not lying. His big blue eyes, wide toothless grin, sweet giggles, fuzzy hair, and his wonderful baby scent are the BEST. If I could, I would bottle up his scent and sell it in stores. I wake up craving it. Weird, right? Even though he sometimes drives us crazy with his constant need to be held and lack of sleep, we wouldn't trade him for the world. He has the best smile. It melts my heart every single time. In the middle of the night, when all I want to do is sleep but he won't let me, he'll flash me that grin and let out a chuckle. Suddenly, it's all worth it and all I want to do is cuddle with him and kiss his chubby cheeks. So much love wells up inside me every time his little hand curls around my finger. I am so blessed. I get to play with this adorable baby all day, everyday. I want to keep him forever. I pray that God leads him to a good, loving family who will teach him all about Jesus and His perfect love. May he grow up to be a strong, God-fearing man who loves the Lord with all his heart. I know he won't remember us, but I hope he knows that his first months on Earth were filled with joy, love, and lots of laughter.

X. The X-man. Our newest family member. Feels like he's been with us forever! These past two weeks with him have been so fun. I look forward to getting to know him better and undoubtedly falling in love with him more and more each day. This 6-year-old man is a sweetheart. He's always trying to make us smile. He eats everything. He loves broccoli, carrots, and any fruit you can think of (especially pears). This has rubbed off on A (thank God!). He loves dancing and singing. "Can we have a dance party?" is a question he asks multiple times a day. We [usually] oblige. He sings all day. He sings pop songs, Disney songs, Veggie Tales songs, and even sweet lullabies for the baby. He was so happy and touched that Santa remembered him and sent him gifts (thanks Mom and Dad). He lost his second front tooth the other day. The tooth fairy came and I've never seen such a big, toothless smile! It's the little things in life. He teaches me that everyday. He is so kind. He loves superheroes, especially Iron Man and Captain America. The little ones look up to him. He fits so nicely in our family. We love him. I hope he keeps that dancing spirit forever.

These children, these memories, all these little moments are truly unforgettable. I want to remember every little thing. Every little smile, every little laugh, every little tear, every little hug and kiss...I will treasure forever. Lately, I've been trying to imagine what they'll be like when they're 10, 20, 30 years old. The hardest part is knowing that I'll never know. They'll be gone from my life (sooner than I care to think about) and I won't know every little beautiful thing they do. It's hard, so I'll place this burden in God's loving hands. I am so thankful for His comfort and strength.

"May our Lord Jesus Christ himself and God our Father, who loved us and through grace gave us eternal comfort and good hope, comfort your hearts." - 2 Thessalonians 2:16-17

Day 128: I Love

Today, I love...

M's contagious laugh and mischievous smile, A's swollen cheeks and silver teeth from the dentist, J's monster slippers and how much he loves them, X's crazy dance moves, and baby J's wide toothless grin. These are a few of my favorite things.

Even when they yell at the dinner table, play with their food, cry at bedtime, throw temper tantrums, splash water from the tub, spill milk on me, make messes, and completely 100% tire me out...they are the loves of my life. The sweetest souls I've ever known.

Thank you, Lord. Thank you for filling me up with Your love through these children. Thank you for allowing me to fill them with Your love. Thank you for that moment last night, tucking A into bed, when he looked up at me and said, "I love you Rachel...so much." And I knew he meant it...so much. Right back at you, bud.

"Learn to do what is right. Seek justice, encourage the oppressed, defend the case of the fatherless, plead the case of the widow and orphan." - Isaiah 1:17