Once Upon A Time.................

Hello out there - I have so much on my heart. This Lenten journey has started out
different then the last two years. As many of you know, we have been very involved
with the 40 Days for Life campaigns in the past. We did not sign up for the campaign
that is taking place right now in over three hundred locations all across our country and
other countries as well. The pro-life mission is still heavy on all of our hearts but we
decided to take some time and re-group. The prayers have not stopped. Our prayers for
the unborn, their mothers, and their fathers are still being said. Some of us still pray the
rosary together with special intentions for the plight of the precious unborn.
My heart has ached today. I miss seeing the pro-life banners hanging on the courtyard
gates. I miss seeing people praying together and praying by themselves. I just miss it
all. Please know that we haven't given up. We will be praying the pro-life rosary for
the precious unborn at 1:00 p.m. in the courtyard tomorrow. We would love for you to
join us if at all possible. The weather has been so much warmer this Lent than last year
and the year before. I'm going to add a couple of links from my blog posts two years
ago. Stories about how cold it was when we prayed in the courtyard that year (2015).
Jim and I talked this morning about how things change. We also talked about how
important it is to promote adoption as a life option and let people know that a baby is
gift from God! Yes, things may change, but our pro-life mission continues!
Please keep praying for the babies. God bless you all.




http://adoptedandblessed.blogspot.com/2015/03/winter-weather-blessings-from-courtyard.html


http://adoptedandblessed.blogspot.com/2015/03/this-blog-is-my-way-of-speaking-for.html


http://adoptedandblessed.blogspot.com/2015/03/the-courtyard-place-where-you-are.html


Once upon a time fifty or so years ago
a baby girl was born and she needed a home.
Never knowing the circumstances or the reason why,
her birth mother couldn't keep her,
she had to say goodbye.
This baby girl was three days old
when a loving family came and took her to their home.
With love, and joy, and happiness this baby girl grew up.
She never met a stranger and her heart was full of love.
She loved to hear the stories about her special day,
the day her family came and gave her their name.


That baby girl was me.


                                                                               Bye for now, Sharla