Saturday, November 6, 2010

O. P. B.

O. P. B. stands for Other People's Babies.  They've been on my mind a lot lately.  I have 2 friends who have miscarried this week.  Another friend w/a baby in the hospital.  The dr. operated and had no idea why the baby was still alive.  He is.  God knows why.  Then there's an orphanage in Africa we support, follow, and pray for.  I love reading their blog posts about new kids arriving!  Last week family friends lost their son/brother who is my age.  I've been printing out pics of the foster kids who have moved on from our house.

O. P. B. have the ability to break my heart like my own.  O. P. B. have the ability to make me rejoice and laugh like my own.  O. P. B. remind me to be thankful for my own.  Sometimes O. P. B. make me jealous and ache to have more of my own.  Sometimes O. P. B. are a lot of work.  And yet, at times I feel like I am not doing enough for O. P. B.

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