Musing on birthdays. And dreams.

Musing on birthdays. And dreams.

It's obvious I don't have a scanner -- but this picture sums it up.

Today is Oprah’s birthday. My daughter turns another year older as well.  

She was born 10 years ago.  

I wasn’t there. I was supposed to be — but that is quite another story. A story of tears and grief that felt like death.  But that is not today.  

My daughter is adopted. And though that is a wonderful part of her life’s journey — it’s not something I think about often, so I wasn’t even going to write anything about it today.  

Until I read my devotional for January 29, Hold on to Your Dreams.  

The moment pictured (the day we met our daughter —  5 weeks after her birth) was the culmination of a dream that looked for many years like it was never to be.  

I still wasn’t going to write about it  

for it is a personal story  

and though you might think I look at my life as an open book (literally), there are somethings too private to share. Then I read the scripture selection for the devotion,  

“For this child I prayed, and the LORD has granted me my petition that I made to him. Therefore I have lent him to the LORD. As long as he lives, he is lent to the LORD.”   1 Samuel 27 – 28.  

That scripture hangs in her room. A hand-painted gift from a women’s bible study I was in at the time.  

So I wrote this today.  

Because I will be ever grateful to the Lord.  

Dreams do come true.  

Whatever your deepest desire. Whatever the Lord has placed in your heart that other scoff at…that others say will never come true. When worldly circumstances align making things seem utterly impossible… 

Believe and pray.  

Keep dreaming deep, deep into the bedrock of your soul.

Holding on with all your mind and strength and spirit.