Only seven days to take off

I have to be real here and say that leaving my husband is the hardest thing possible. God gave me a best friend and soulmate when he put us together over 30 years ago as juniors in high school. I feel the curse of Eve. He is so much of my breath and life, but I leave him with the job of providing and caring for the children who cannot go on this trip. This is my third trip without him. My tears have been as steady as the rain.

Just began the book by Mary Beth Chapman. We saw Steven Curtis Chapman in his second concert after the lose of Maria Sue from China. It was life changing.

So now we go to get a child from an orphanage, but she has been with a foster program for over two years. Will they tell her about us? Will she only want them?

And this orphanage has a girl who will soon age out and have to work at the pesticide factory.

Who does an American with a house, food, clothing, transportation, water, and freedom reconcile this? Too many....way too many put it out of their mind while they watch the rich, the skinny, the chefs, the models, the perverse, the profane...

When in that 30 minute segment people on the other side of the world are starving, in prison, or are dying.