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No news. I know that some of you are almost as anxious as I am. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Gilch. Do any of you remember that turtle song from Psalty the Song Book from forever ago:

Have patience.
Have patience.
Don't be in such a hurry.
When you get
Impatient
You only start to worry.
Remember.
Remember.
That God is patient, too
And think
Of all the times when others
Have
To wait
On you.

I'M TRYING!!!

Comments

Jamie,
Precious family. I cant believe how quickly they grow! We are praying for you guys and your journey to adopt again and cant wait to hear the good news!
Funny...I still sing the song your daddy used to sing to us on the way to school in the mornings. Especially when its a rough mommy morning:
Is everybody happy
Well yes
Is anybody low...well no!
Shannon
Leah Reeves said…
I am very excited for your family......and I check your blog many times a day to see if there is any news!!!!!



~Leah
Courtney said…
praying for renewed strength and...patience! :-)
Kari said…
The best is yet to come!!! We love you guys & PRAYING!!!
xoxo
Oh my word, I can't believe you posted that song. I sing it to my kids when they get impatient with one another...they love that so much! We are awaiting word from you!
Emily Bowers

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