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Church Home March 19, 2014

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There is a little brick church in Lake Ridge, Virginia that will forever have my heart – Lake Ridge Baptist Church (LRBC).  I am no longer a member or even regularly attend.  In fact, our family is very active at Reston Bible Church and we love it, but LRBC will always be my home.

There is a simple wooden cross that hangs in the sanctuary. I love that cross. I have said SO MANY prayers with my eyes on that cross.

Perhaps I consider it my home because some of my earliest memories are at LRBC.  I attended pre-school at their Mother’s Day Out (MDO) program.  My 19-year-old niece, Taylor, is an MDO graduate.  And my five-year-old niece, Noel, is soon to be a graduate.

Or maybe it’s because my mom and I were both baptized at LRBC by beloved Pastor Ted Fuson.

While I was baptized at 11, I really didn’t understand what it meant to be a believer until Susan Spangenberg, the idealistic guitar-playing youth minister, came on the scene and showed us what it really meant to have a personal relationship with God. I ONLY made it through the angst and suffering of middle school because of the youth group at LRBC. We were a tight – knit group.  Ours was the pegged jeans, mushroom bangs, Wilson-Phillips generation.  And we owned it.

I married my best friend at LRBC. In my opinion, Dr. Fuson delivered the world’s best marriage sermon the day he married me and Patrick.  Minutes before the ceremony, I had the opportunity to stand in the cry room in the back of the sanctuary and watch everyone that I love come together in this church – in this place that holds some of my best memories.

We said goodbye to Taylor’s father, CJ, at LRBC. That was the most gut-wrenching hour I have ever spent in that sanctuary.  I could not take my eyes off that wooden cross that day.

And on Saturday, we will say goodbye (for now) to Dale Shorts, loving husband to Patrick’s mother, at LRBC-the church that will always be home.

 

 

 

One Year March 5, 2014

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It has been one year since we applied to become part of the Haiti adoption program at America World Adoption Agency. It doesn’t seem possible. The first ten months flew by.

The last two months have begun to wear on me.  Frankly, since the moment I found out that a child has been matched with our family, time has slowed down. The last two nights I have dreamed about meeting our child.  The “wait” is now seeping into my dreams.

Whether you are pregnant or adopting, we all wait to meet our kids. But the unpredictability of the wait with adoption is punishing. And I wonder why? Why am I so impatient?  The “wait” is not a surprise to me. I knew this was part of the process. Plus, we have a pretty sweet gig right now. We love our kids and they love us in an uncomplicated way. Life is peaceful. Pain and trauma have not entered our house yet.

Why can’t I just set my mind on cruise control and ride out the wait? Perhaps it’s because I am a type A/ISTJ/whatever personality type you call somebody who likes control. And schedule. And order.

Maybe, just maybe, God has in plan some lessons for this control freak along this journey. I am working hard to take my cue from Paul who wrote, Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. – Romans 12:12

 

 
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