Thursday, November 12, 2015

To The Dreamers


We're beat up but won’t be broken
Lonesome but always searching
Homesick but nobody’s heading home soon
Keep on, keeping on, keeping on

Long days and too many short nights
Wrong ways that almost felt right
Lovesick but nobody’s holding you
Keep on, keeping on, keeping on

So sing along, sing along, sing along

To the dreamers
Wide-eyed believers
Hanging onto hope by a thread
To the soulful
Heart-open hopeful
Keep on charging ahead

'Cause, when you feel it, once you see it, and you breathe it
It’s unforgettable
When you know it, once you know it, and you hold it
It’s unforgettable

God knows I question my courage
And some days I can’t walk for stumbling
If we could only see what we’re becoming

Keep on, keeping on, keeping on
So sing along, sing along, sing along

I was wondering and I was wandering
So down and out, I was lost not found
History said, oh someone said, that you could never exist
But then a whisper, the start of a kiss
Came to me in all of a sudden like a dream, a fantasy
That day didn’t feel quite real
You took a half dead soul and You made me believe
I believe

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The dreams God set in our hearts:

Move your young family to China. Live, work, learn and feel like your neighbors. 
Let the family-less be your family. Be the family of the family-less. 
Stay and grow into wellness together.

Take care of, be cared for by Wang Zhao, Lydia, and Wang Ayi.

Work in a Chinese company.

Enroll your children in Chinese school.

Foster Jonathon.

Adopt Reuben.

Move your family to a remote village. Live, work, learn and feel like your neighbors. 
Let the family-less be your family. Be the family of the family-less. 
Stay and grow into wellness together.

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It sounds kind of simple, right?

And it is.

But.

God knows I question my courage, when I miss my family, or my familiar North American life. I never feel quite at home in China or the US. When I worry about my kids' futures and identities. When being the only non-Chinese in the entire school feels completely impossible, and I wonder if we should just quit and homeschool. When taking care of people is exhausting and I haven't the patience or the time. And how are we going to get a visa, make a living, and survive the winter in the village? With a newly adopted son? Can we get enough grants to pay for the adoption expenses?

Two days ago I was running and worrying.

God gave me one word.

That word made me run a little harder, with more determination and freedom.


When I got home I wrote it on my kitchen whiteboard: BRAVE

To the dreamers
Wide-eyed believers
Hanging onto hope by a thread
To the soulful
Heart-open hopeful
Keep on charging ahead


counting the graces
thank you Father for
our home study is today and we are looking forward to it!
impeccable timing of Gui Fang and Wang Ayi's help
Titus has been so happy these days
growing with L & WL
the best weekend with best friends in the country
playing electric guitar with Mike at his request, while he manipulated the knobs of the amp
you speak to us
you give us dreams and courage
you give us something great to live for

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