Change is inevitable.
Change is part of this human life.
Change is good.
Change is hard.
Change can change a person.

Obviously, my theme for this season in my life is CHANGE.
So MUCH change! So much stinkin change!!!
So much change and I just don’t know exactly what to do with it all.

I have quite the load on my heart as I enter the summer months.
Many positive and happy changes, just a lot of them!

As I embrace all the changes, I choose to continue to dwell on what I know to be true…
The Word of God.

Malachi 3:6 “For I am the LORD, I do not change; Therefore you are not consumed, O sons of Jacob.

Hebrews 13:8 Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever.

James 1:17 Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning.

And my biggest hope in all of this is that I will personally change to love God and others more and more, that He will create in me a clean heart!!!

Just a few things….

I will refer back to a handy dandy list of what is going on. Not that you care….but one day I will so here it goes….

1. Basketball has been a huge part of our life and schedule the past few months. The season went extra long for us because the varsity team are the Class 3A STATE CHAMPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What a fun ride it has been!
Our daughter played on JV as a freshman this year and was moved up to varsity for the playoffs. It was a mighty privilege for my daughter to be a part of an amazing team of girls. The coaching staff is INCREDIBLE! I knew that previously but hearing first hand from Pumpkin, has me in awe of the coaches placed in her life. I am so very very very grateful! My daughter’s character has been coached as well as her athletic skills.
I am so very proud of the girls who led the team to victory. I am eve more proud that my daughter has had several senior role models.

2. Our precious foster baby brings us amazing joy. We know the possibility of him being reunified with his mother is huge. That fact can cause me anxiety but I am really focusing on the NOW and soaking in the blessings of loving little man while I can.

3. Our summer plans are in the midst of being finalized. It looks like for the first time in six years I will not be going to Zambia. It breaks my heart. It also breaks my heart to think about leaving little man for two weeks while I travel a million miles from home. This has been a very hard decision. Two facts have remained true and are driving our decision- 1. The husband has to spend about two months in Zambia this summer. 2. Little man cannot travel overseas with us.
We have had to figure out how to make the best of these to situations combined.

4. This week is Spring Break. The Lad, Little Man, and I have just hung out together while the daddy goes to work and the girls have spent the week in Branson.

5. Tonight is date night!!! A fellow foster mom is keeping Little Man overnight. The Lad will hang with his Gran. This is the first night away from Little Man. ūüė¶

6. We joined the Dallas Zoo again today. It has been a while! We are trying to get back in the swing of having a wee one and finding cheap and fun activities to do. Looking forward to revisiting the library this summer.

7. We have had quite the crazy winter weather experience the past few weeks. Three days off from school! Crazy Texas weather! I had resolved to the fact that we would not have much of a winter this year then the end of February arrived….

8. We had an unexpected vacation in San Antonio last weekend while we attended the State Basketball Tournament. Our whole family was there….my in laws, my folks, my brother and his family. What fun!!!

Keeping us busy…





Watching these young ladies play twice per week since November has kept us very very busy.  I have had soooooo much fun going to every game and cheering on this team.  These gals have come soooo far.



They won district this year!

Pumpkin has greatly enjoyed playing for Coach Softley and can’t wait for her little babe to arrive soon.




The regular season is over and Pumpkin, along with a few other Junior Varsity teammates, has moved up to varsity for the playoffs.  Exciting times!!!  Although she is hardly playing, she is experiencing great role models from the upperclassmen on the team and being coached by an INCREDIBLE coach, Jill McDill.

Our Lady Raiders are waiting to play in the Regional tournament this weekend.  The first game was scheduled for tonight but the Texas winter decided to arrive in full force today.  We are all hopeful that our Lady Raiders will bring home a State Championship next weekend.

I am very thankful that we are a part of our community.  This year we have entered the community of high school sports and I have LOVED it!  Watching our children play sports is one of my FAVORITE things!!!  I love to see them do their thing.  It is also great fun to see them improve and learn how to be a part of a team.




‘Tis better…

“‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.” – Alfred Lord Tennyson

This is a quote I have held onto and quoted often since welcoming little man into our hearts and home.

I hold him in my arms and listen to his giggles and catch myself wondering how I will ever be able to let him go.

I guess it boils down to a few things…


The court.


One day I will get a call and I will have to hand over this little man to a stranger.

I will legally have to let him go.

There is always that small chance that this specific little man will be adoptable…but for now, it is not in the cards.

And that is okay.

Reunification is the word I heard over and over and over and over again in our preservice training.

It is a VITAL part of foster care. It is also the part that can leave foster parents’ hearts aching.

We might not know the plans the Lord has for this little guy BUT good thing HE does!

I am okay with that. I can say that with more faith now as I hold him close to me.

I consider it better to love him now than to have missed it all together.  I wonder if our poet friend, Alfred Lord Tennyson, knew a little more about fostering than we do.  :)

Our new adventure

When I wrote my last post 5 months earlier, my husband and I were at the very beginning of an adventure.
We were so new into it, we were not certain of the possibility of it actually coming to be. We were still at the stage of asking, “Lord, is this really the path?”
That question was asked often in the beginning.
Others often asked us another question:
If you know us then you will automatically answer yes.
Yes, we are crazy!
But why not? And who defines “crazy” anyways!
After three years of this journey being heavy on our hearts, we came to the conclusion that we would be crazy NOT to follow the Lord’s calling on our lives.
But of course we thought how crazy it might seem to add this on top of our yearly summer stays and mission in Africa, momma working full time, and having three growing and active teens and preteens.
So….we are most certainly very crazy.

Apparently we are crazy in love with children. Our hearts long to heal hurting children and teach and nurture them. That statement might explain why I teach children with special needs and my hubby raises financial support to be able to minister to orphans and vulnerable children of Zambia.

This summer in Africa a longing to consistently love and nurture a wee one grew stronger and stronger with each Zambian hug. Of course the thought of moving to Zambia kept popping in our minds.
But that wasn’t it!

What was it!?!?!

We live in the USA for over 9 months each year. How can we keep our crazy love going? How can we serve the “least of these” while we do life comfortably in the USA?

Our answer came to us on the Tuesday after Christmas in the form of an 8 month old little boy.

Little Man has kicked our fostering journey off with such a delightful BANG.
Our hearts are overflowing with joy that we have been given this little one to love and tend to.
It was a long and tedious road arriving to being fully licensed to accept children into our home.

People ask us often how things are going.
Things are definitely different.

I have been introduced to daycare (I did not work when my bio kids were little).
I have revisited the wee hours of the morning a little more than I would like.
I have learned what an attorney at litem is.
I now know what a CASA is.
I have learned a lot about CPS.
I now deal with medicaid.
I meet people who foster or have fostered everywhere I go.
I cut food into teeny tiny pieces.
I rush out of work as quick as I can to fetch our little man.
I peruse the baby aisles of Target on a regular basis.
I watch our three older children do silly stunts to make our little man smile.
I see the love on my husband’s face as he gently tends to the babe.
I witness our family work together and show great concern for a little life.
I find myself happily on the floor while the babe climbs on my like I was a jungle gym.
I just might not get to go to Africa this summer and I am okay with that.
I find JOY in mothering a young child again.
I love that I have teenagers and a babe in my life at the same time.
I am honored that yet again, the Lord has chosen ME to be a apart of an amazing journey.

I have learned that being obedient to the Lord can seem crazy but so very worth it.

At it again

I popped on over to Ann Voskamp’s blog again this morning for the first time in a while. Because it is a new month today, she has posted her September Gifts calendar.
Might as well dive in here and there and keep my gratitude meter appropriately running.

The fun thing about this morning’s dare is that I am sitting on my SIL’s front porch with the husband and I asked him to chime in.

3 Gifts Summer
The husband’s response:
1. Sitting on the back veranda in Africa watching the SPECTACULAR sunrise.
2. African babies
3. Reunion with family

My response:
1. Ditto the husband’s #1 but adding the part about it being so cool during the sunrise that we would cuddle up under a blanket with a coffee cup in hand. I LOVE cool mornings.
2. Break from my teaching career
3. Summer Camp! We help run Camp Life in Zambia, Africa for 7 weeks then my children are PRIVILEGED to just be kids at Sky Ranch in Van, Texas. This was Pumpkin’s 7th year. I know there are numerous camps similar to Sky Ranch (I actually worked at a few during my college years) but I am thankful we have ended up part of the Sky Ranch family. We have been pleased. Little Miss told me yesterday, “Too bad you don’t get to go to camp.” I am thankful the children are comfortable and safe there. This year Pumpkin was part Quest, the leadership camp. She came home very encouraged and determined to follow Christ. Well done Sky Ranch staff. Well done!

First day of school! (they hope)

Three kids

Little Miss

Little Miss (not so little any more)


Pumpkin (gorgeous?!)


The Lad

The Lad (soon to be known as The Man)


Pics from the first day!  These three wonderful kids started school on Monday (along with most of the rest of Texas) and although they were not thrilled about returning, they have had good attitudes (and so has Mom), and the first week went very smoothly.  Although they may be wishing for summer to stay, they are off to another great school year at Sunnyvale Middle School and Sunnyvale High School.   No matter how they may feel about their summer coming to an end, they do understand how BLESSED they are to even BE in school Рwhen so many children around the world can only dream of going.  This is definitely the case in Zambia where school is not a requirement but a privilege Рfor those who can afford it.  Sadly, many cannot . . .

Gloria Gloria with Pumpkin

Children like Gloria, a 9-year-old girl from Pumpkin’s¬†group at Camp LIFE who lives with her aunt, uncle, and cousins.¬† They are mean to her, she says, and she wishes she could join her other siblings in the countryside where they live.¬† However, an education would be nearly impossible if she moved back with them . . .

Memory Memory with Little Miss

Or Memory, a 7-year-old girl from Little Miss’ camp¬†group who lives with her mom in a one-roomed house.¬† Memory‚Äôs father passed away, and her mother depends on support from others in order to survive.¬† School is beyond their means.¬† Although Memory is sometimes beaten by her mother, what really pains her is the fact that she is not in school . . .

You can make sure that Gloria or Memory or another child like them is able to go to school next year by sponsoring one for $44 per month (with a $95 enrollment fee).  Click here to see a list of our kids and the children who need sponsorship.  Sponsorship provides education, discipleship, and a hot meal each day.  It is literally life-changing for children whose future is bleak.

To learn more about the Father’s Heart Sponsorship Program of Family Legacy Missions, click here. ¬†Or send an email to for more information. ¬†Thank you for considering sponsoring¬†one of these beautiful children!




We have been back on this side of the world for almost a month now. My daily thoughts and activities have naturally had to drastically shift – which makes Africa seem like years ago. Then there is that longing in my heart to hold my baby Mary, sing “Five Little Ducks” with the 12 girls in Della’s house, and witness the spectacular sunrise from our veranda. Seems like yesterday.

Oh how time plays tricks with my head! And my heart.

Typically as we transition back to the western world, dread and ungratefulness accompanies me. This year has been no different. What has been different is the choice. I always have the choice to happily bloom where I am planted. Although it seems like I am often unrooted and replanted, I still have a choice to thrive and contribute to making my world a more beautiful place.

My struggle once I hit American soil?
Answering the question, “Now what?” The obvious is to enjoy the wee bit of summer remaining with the kiddos and get ready for the new school year. For me, that means attending trainings, working in my classroom, and catching up with friends and family.
School has started and the rush of preparing all things new is slowly decreasing. A routine is settling again and we are back to our busy schedules. “Now what?” is more interesting than ever this year. The husband and I are contemplating and even pursuing a new adventure. We are still seeking peace and guidance but for now we are being obedient.
Me too.
Can’t wait to see what God has in store for us.

Next question is, “Why?” I have a young student this year who asks this 1,001 times a day. Seriously. I laugh about it, judging that she is inquisitive. The mother shakes her head begging me to fix it. The truth is I, too, ask why. Maybe it is not in a sweet preschooler tone, but nonetheless I look up to the heavens and ask my Lord, “WHY?”
Why do I invest so much in a third world country then get yanked out of there quicker than a bolt of lightning?
Why do I put forth so much effort into my job and this crazy American life and then also see that come to a screeching halt every year?
Why am I privileged to be born an American?
Why do I fall in love with a 20-month-old African child and then am forced to say goodbye? Why did she wake up the morning following my farewell session and not see her “Auntie Cynthia?”

We are adjusting to being back in our American life. We are adjusting to being obedient to where the Lord places us. We are adjusting to changes in our lives (two kiddos in high school is quite a change). We are adjusting to shifting our hearts to contentment. Well, I am the main one who struggles with that. :)

I am grateful that while, as a human, I have to make adjustments to the changes around me, I have a Lord who doesn’t change and guides me to follow HIM. And WHY do I fight the initial adjustment to follow and ultimately TRUST HIM!?!?!

Obviously, I am still adjusting…..

Extra Fun in Zambia

 Pottery!  We joined some of our other Family Legacy Families during break week at a local pottery place.  The girls loved it.  



Slumber party with our friend, Indiana. 



Fourth of July Party in Africa!  


This is our car for the summer.  We affectionately refer to it as THE BEAST.  We are so very very very grateful for the wheels for the summer!


This is Andrew supposedly “enjoying” the community but of course I caught him working on the bus. ¬†My precious, dedicated man!!!


Happiness from the day…








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