The cry of my heart.

1. If you've read any of my testimony recorded here, or know me at all, you know something of our history. We are "withdrawn from" a certain religious group, which includes 9 of my brothers and sisters and my mother. (my only remaining parent) We left the group 7 yrs. ago and in doing so, our relationships have been severed.
   
   We know we couldn't continue in that group, and we know we will never return, and we've been blessed by God in our decision. But that doesn't stop the pain. There is nothing like your own family. Just thinking of them being there going on with their lives, and longing to share with them parts of our lives, and not being able to do so, hurts. I miss the camaraderie of my sisters, the support of my brothers, and the wisdom of my mom. We've had our adopted kids for 15 months now, and they've never seen them, or expressed interest, in spite of our trying to keep them informed.
   
   Although computers weren't allowed when we were there, if that has changed, and any of you read this, know that I love you, miss you, and would love to hear from you!
   
   I pray every night for you, and my hope in the verse in Joel 2:25 "I will repay you for (restore) the years the locusts have eaten - "
   
   I know God isn't done with us yet!
   
   xxoo