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Thankful, and teary…with joy!

I can be grouchy and I can whine with the best of them, but I have much to be thankful for and I make a point to spend time thanking God EVERY morning and EVERY evening for the things in my life, not all good things, but things that bless or teach me in some way.

This morning, though, I’m amazed at his provisions for another family and for a little girl. Many of you have undoubtedly heard of Darya and the mission of 11-year-old Lydia on her behalf. A little girl determined to rescue her new little sister and bring her home. Her mom agreed to adopt Darya if Lydia could raise $20,000 in 8 days, by today! And she DID IT! Far over $20,000 in fact!!!

Go read the story and announcement of success. Really, do NOT miss this chance at seeing truly what giving is all about. I read it to M this morning and got all choked up. First because little Darya is in a place where she is not even held or spoken to. How wrong is that?!? But mostly that she will be coming home. She has a family who wants her and will be going to get her very soon!!!

God will do more than we can imagine if we will do what he asks when he asks, get out of his way with all our limited-ness and doubt, and let him show us.

Happy Thanksgiving! We remember the “thanks” usually, but don’t forget the “giving” part!!!

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  1. Amazing!!!!

    Happy Thanksgiving RK and Happy belated birthday Braska!

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  2. TERRIFIC STORY! Thanks for the post and HOORAY for Darya! May the faith of an 11-yr-old inspire us all. Thanks for the family picture, too. So enjoyed being with you, M, Braska, and Kinlee -- and all our wonderful family members.

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