The Inevitable According to Me

This is the last paragraph of my autobiography...to be rewritten at any time and with as many revisions as I deem necessary.

     Our life so far has been a tiring one.  The kind of tired though that leaves you lying in bed, wide awake, wondering..."what next?"  The kind of tired that is meerly physical and less mentally exhausting.  The kind of tired that makes the outside look older then you feel.  I'll be 71 years old tomorrow and our house is full of children varying from ages 12-24.  It's close to one in the morning and I can hear the whispers and giggles of our new family who have contributed to the richness and happiness that is now our daily life.  They call me blessed and yet I am the one who feels so blessed to have rescued these children from those institutions.  In their brokenness, they overflow with generosity and compassion for eachother and the world that has rejected them so harshly.  They have taught me unconditional love in my old age and continue to shape my character, to that which I can now call Christ-like.  I am humble, patient, and kind.  Willing to lay my life down for these kids who I now call my friends.  I am no longer known for the clothes I wear or the things I own, I am known for the love I expell and that last forever.



Corinthians 13:13 Three things will last forever—faith, hope, and love—and the greatest of these is love.