A year and a half ago I didn't know where Ethiopia was in Africa. I didn't know the capitol city or how long it takes to get there.
I'm changed.
I think about Ethiopia every day.
I read all the blogs I can find.
I stalk the list.
I know a couple that is leaving a week from tomorrow to pick up their adorable son.
I know two women that will go there this summer for a short term mission trip.
I know how to say thank you. (I had the most difficult time remembering it after Grace got home even though Abigail tried and tried to help me remember.)
I know the word for pretty and I hear Grace saying it to Anna in my head.
I know the word for come here and I remember the feeling of Anna running into my arms.
Ethiopia is a part of me now.
Dismantling Strongholds
3 months ago
1 comment:
Amazing how that happens, huh?
When we were beginning our adoption journey, I did a ton of blog reading, and suddenly, my heart caught fire to adopt from Ethiopia!
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