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Baker's Bridge




Yesterday was our last day with Pops and we had a great time! I showed him Baker's Bridge. . .my favorite place in Durango!

WE LOVE YOU, POPS!!!

Adoption news. . .Andy did not get to meet Ruk, but I am praying with my whole heart that he can before he comes home. We did not get to go to court and we don't have set court date that we know of. It is hard not to be very discouraged, but I'm going to remain upbeat and believe that God's timing is the best and that He has something in mind. . .some wonderfully divine reason why next month is better than now.

From Jude 1 (the Message version): Relax, everything is going to be all right; rest, everything is coming together; open your hearts, love is on the way!

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Unknown said…
next month is better than this month because YOU get to come get him. ;) I miss you like crazy and having your other half here actually makes me miss you more. Ahhhh!!!!! Don't be discouraged, we pray for you daily. I love you sweet friend.
August 22, 2009 at 3:03 AM
Ethiopia...part of our world said…
I love the pics of your precious kids and their Pops!! I'm so sorry to hear about the crazy delays in Rwanda. You are soooo strong & brave... hold on! We are requesting 2 older girls- ages 3 to 12. We can't wait to see HOW, WHEN, WHAT God will do for our family.
Keep up the great updates.
Thanks for stopping by our new blog. You are always the best cheerleader:)
www.mycrazyadoption.org
August 22, 2009 at 4:07 PM
Kari said…
ooops, I was helping Julie with something on her blog & left my comment without logging out.
It was me... Kari:)
August 22, 2009 at 4:09 PM
Adam, Katie, Levi & Judah said…
Praying for you! You set such a wonderful example for other adoptive families to remain positive and have faith- THANK YOU!
August 22, 2009 at 6:59 PM
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