It’s been a while since my last post, but there’s good reason. No, there’s a great reason! My long, awaited daughter from China, Jaida Li, is finally here!
She is 16 months old, a tiny peanut of 18.5 pounds, a load of laughs and is the most easy-going kid in the world.
Jenny and I have been in the adoption process for over four years. It’s been a long season of waiting. Waiting on paperwork to be done, governments to process them, money to be gathered and God to work on us through the process.
There were days that Jenny wanted to quit. There were days that I wanted to quit. But when one of us was down, the other would offer encouragement that kept us going. And now, having returned from China about three weeks ago, we can now see with our eyes and know in our hearts that the struggle has been well worth it all, and more.









Our perspectives of what it means to be loved is greatly influenced by how people have treated us in the past. For most of us, we are fortunate to have received grace in extreme ways from friends and family who show care for us the most. But even with our closest relationships, there have been conditions to its delivery.
Grace. What a powerful word. It’s even more powerful to those who understand the depth of its meaning from personal experience. The great exchange where weary souls can finally rest.
Following Jesus means that you’ve signed up for a life-long journey of change. It’s a relationship that will directly confront your character, conduct and calling for the rest of your life.
I met with a few people today who are interested in being small group leaders. It was refreshing to hear their hearts as well as their different perspectives on what they see as ministry. Our goal as a church is to help people get freed up to be themselves and help them to see how they can serve others with their gifts and passions, where they are.