Adoption

Abortion gets my blood boiling, it makes me so angry inside I want to throw over some tables and then at the same time it makes me want to embrace the mothers and cry with them. Hold their hands, and talk with them.

I think that we as Christians have to step up and take care of these children that are unwanted and love the mothers and welcome them into our homes. Even take care of them while they are pregnant and adopt the children they do not want or can not take care of.

What a scary thing it must be to have a baby growing inside of you that you do not want or may not feel ready to have or that others are pressuring you to get rid of.

It is so interesting to see the view American's have of families compared with the Middle East's view

When I was in the Middle East, family was the center of every thing. The majority of families were big. When I told my class that I was from a big family (4 children) they laughed at me and said "Teacher, that's not a big family, that's a small family!" That day we made family trees and people could not fit their immediate family on one side of the paper. One student had 20 siblings, now keep in mind his father had two wives. But even some students that only had one mother had 10 to 18 siblings. It was a very common theme. Most siblings were married and already had 5 children and the mother was in her late 20's!

Every thing they do is centered on the family. I think it is a beautiful thing.

It makes me sad that (in my opinion) we as American's have lost this focus which I think is a very important one.

My point is this: If we as Christians want to see the end of abortion, then we need to realize we also have to step up and be willing to adopt these little ones that are unwanted and be willing to have a big family.



I was just reading a blog of some one I have no idea who she is but a friend told me I should read her blog and it encourages me so much: http://www.kissesfromkatie.blogspot.com/

She lives in Africa and adopted 14 children. She is a single woman in Africa with 14 children...

I admire her a lot for that.

Wither we are in Africa or America or Asia or wherever, I really think their is something to this whole adoption thing.

My friend Charles

This past week I have spent a lot of time with my friend Charles...I like to call him "Chuck"

I am of course referring to the wonderful (and confusing) airport of Paris, Charles De Gal.

Every day this past week I have made my way inside and hopped on the train to go into Paris and then returned at night. I feel too familiar with this place.

You need help?

Ask me! I am sure I can tell you where any thing is.

I have come to this airport many times before, but this time I have not just been passing through fast trying to find my way to the next gate or meet up with some one. I have had time to slow down and take time to appreciate the wonderfulness of this place.

Me and my sister made a good friend named Paul. He makes the best sandwiches, my favorite being the dried meat with pickles! oh so good. He also has wonderful croissants. (my sister and I are convinced they put a whole stick of butter in each of them)

So if you ever visit Chuck, go see Paul. If you want something sweet, he can give that to you too, he has great Macaroons.