“Can’t Wait” by Nadia McGinnis

This is a song written by our niece Nadia (9 years old), about waiting to adopt a sister from Ethiopia. They’ll get their baby sometime next summer/ fall!!! “

“Can’t Wait”…for my little sister in Ethiopia
See that prairie grass and that dark blue sky,
See the African dirt, the blazing sun,
Can’t wait to see you. Can’t wait to love yo—-u!
You’re better than any gift,
You’re the greatest surprise,
Can’t wait to see your eyes. (repeat)

Can’t wait to hear your laugh and your cry,
You’re going to be my sis,
You’re going to be mi—-ne!
Can’t wait to se—-e you!
Your African face, your nice smile,
Can’t wait to see you my sis!

See that prairie grass, see that dark blue sky
See the African dirt, the blazing sun,
Can’t wait to hold you!

*Our oldest daughter loves to write songs in her free time, and she has notebooks full of them. I love the verse, Luke 6:45c which states,”For out of the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks.” She has such a compassionate heart, and I love to hear it overflow. Words are powerful. They have the ability to build up, tear down, encourage, or discourage. I pray that God uses her words in great ways to advance His kindom now and in the future.
http://www.longingforafrica.com/

River

It’s a deeper day.

The kind where I download “River” (Sarah McLachlan) and “Like a Radio” (Over The Rhine) from Itunes. Today I don’t mind that winter is coming, and I miss certain people.

Time moves in shades of blue on days like this, like you’re viewing yourself in old home movie frames… and I wish I had a river, too.

Indi in the Sun

Palo Chino

I believe in the Sunsets of Botswana

A leader is best when people barely know he exists, when his work is done, his aim fulfilled, they will say: we did it ourselves. -Lao Tzu

…

I believe in the sunsets of Botswana.

In the dust kicked up by donkey carts and the pulling of a country.

In bare feet and the beginning of a movement, where children will rise up and choose to know.

I believe in these children, whose eyes like lightning demand something more. These almost-adults, who, when left alone, choose to enter into new beginnings. Who choose to educate, with what they themselves have learned.

They, who choose to Hope.

I believe in those who shift to fill the blanks and find a way to help Them progress, and I believe in those who will watch Them, and follow.

I believe in those who leave their lives to better the lives of others. Who give barefoot children the opportunity to Ask, and to Be Heard. Who bring knowledge, and the chance to make something new happen. I believe in the windows they open, and as they watch the dust and wonder if their work is Progressing a Nation, I believe it is.

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Ushering in of the Holy Spirit

Redemption

Wisdom

Light

Atmosphere

Integration

Por Juarez

Towards You

Towards You,

I cast the earth that Is.

When rain falls, it falls

as if you Yourself were falling,

forwards, into me; into

earth, rock, thickness of clay;

dryness of a body formed from dust.

…..

Here is my Request:

Darken the Sky, Strengthen the Storm.

Let Thunder come,

Accompanied

by the depths of your Love-

forming into words and streaming

down

towards this hardened earth.

…..

Cultivate. Replenish.

Redeem what was lost

beneath You.

Jersey.