Handmade

So my mom and I made a quilt together. It was a lot of work, and she did most of it, but I'm really glad we did it. It's bright blue and bright green with some brown and beige and stuff. I don't really know how to describe it. We used the Double Irish Chain pattern, for any of you out there who know what that means or are willing to look it up.

So I'm helping out with the Vacation Bible School at my church again this year, as I have for the past...seven years, now (sheesh, I'm old). I've been looking into all the faces of these little kids at my church, and I realize how much I love children. I'm not always very good at interacting with them. I'm especially clueless when it comes to the really little ones. But I love kids!

I've also been teaching piano lessons. I have about 17 students registered, but not all of them have begun lessons yet. It's been an incredible experience so far. I love all of my students, and I'm growing so much as a pianist and as a teacher through this all. I'm so glad I did this. I still don't know if it's something I'll want to do forever, but it's at least one way I've found that I would enjoy using something I'm studying at Auburn.

I spoke with a woman who goes to my church whose family is currently in the process of an international adoption. The little boy's name is Isaiah, and he's currently in Africa. He's about nine months old. She showed me pictures, and spoke of how anxious she is to be able to see him, be with him. "Right now I can't even hold him when he cries." It just amazed me how much love she had for a little boy she'd never met. She has four other children, and speaking with them, they seemed equally emotionally involved in this process. They pointed out which pictures where the most recent and which were older.

I want to adopt. One day, when I'm older. If I'm an old maid all my life and never get married, I still want to adopt. If I have 6 kids of my own, I still want to adopt. Each little face is immeasurably valuable and so full of potential. I want to be that person for somebody: that person who sees and expresses their value to them.

It also reinforces my belief that abortion is the wrong option for women to take. There are families with open arms waiting to welcome these kids. Granted, there are less of these families than there are children in need of adoption. But abortion never even gives them a chance to be loved!

More on this later. It's not that I want to condemn anyone, or tell people how to live their lives. I just really truly believe that each little embryo has a right to life. We can talk about pro-choice all we want, but the truth is, there are millions of unborn babies who never had a choice.

It's storming right now. Thundering something crazy. When my window rattles, it squeaks, too. I love the sound of rain. It lulls me to sleep...