Decisions.  They play a major part of our lives.  Some of them we make and some of them are chosen for us.  Regardless they are there almost every moment of every step we take.   A decision a few years ago to return to Haiti gave me so many blessings.  One decision – resulted in adoption and friendship and girls who have brought joy to my life. We only get to see each other about once a year.  It’s time treasured for me in every aspect.  We always pick up where we left off.  It’s such a peace to have those types of friends in your life.  I’m thankful for them.  They make me a better mother, wife, they get me and being an adoptive mother.  And most of all we laugh, a lot.


I”m glad the decision was made to keep getting together as the years come and go. 

And talking about decisions.  Dave and I have been playing lots of David Wilcox in the house lately.  We’ve brought back an old favorite, “Hold it Up to the Light”.  I love his lyrics to the song.  The tune and his voice make it even better.  I don’t ever want to stop doing exactly what it is God has called our family to do.  I’m so thankful for the life and dreams and movement our hearts feel called to.  So as we continue to walk we chose to “Hold it up to the Light.”   (Now only if I could go see him live in concert again.  First time I was 25 and he was playing at a bar and I fogot my license and the bar CARDED ME and GAVE me a BIG FAT X on my hand!)

It’s the choice of a lifetime – I’m almost sure
I will not live my life in between anymore
If I can’t be certain of all that’s in store
This far it feels so right
I will hold it up – hold it up to the light,
Hold it up to the light, hold it up to the light

The search for my future has brought me here
This is more than I’d hoped for, but sometimes I fear
That the choice I was made for will someday appear
And I’ll be too late for that flight
So hold it up – hold it up to the light,
Hold it up to the light, hold it up to the light

It’s too late – to be stopped at the crossroads
Each life here – a possible way
But wait – and they all will be lost roads
Each road’s getting shorter the longer I stay

Now as soon as I’m moving – my choice is good
This way comes through right where I prayed that it would
If I keep my eyes open and look where I should
Somehow all of the signs are in sight
If I hold it up to the light

I said God, will you bless this decision?
I’m scared, Is my life at stake?
But I see if you gave me a vision
Would I never have reason to use my faith?

I was dead with deciding – afraid to choose
I was mourning the loss of the choices I’d lose
But there’s no choice at all if I don’t make my move
And trust that the timing is right
Yes and hold it up hold it up to the light
Hold it up to the light, hold it up to the light


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