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Today, I would like to introduce you to the little girl in the picture to the left - Krysten.  I have never met this child, probably I never will.  I realised today that it has been a very long time since I posted a child needing adoption on this blog, and friends, little Krysten&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; really, really needs a family to love her and I am beyond honored to include her today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me back up a little here to say that I don't know why I was browsing "&lt;a href="http://www.adoptuskids.org/"&gt;AdoptUsKids.Org&lt;/a&gt;" hopeful I guess, that some of the kids I posted before might have been adopted by now.  But I know I felt led there.  And soon, after seeing this &lt;a href="http://adoptuskids.org/_app/child/viewp.aspx?id=40224"&gt;sweet little girl's face&lt;/a&gt;, I knew why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Krysten is only 7, and she lives with a disease/condition called &lt;a href="http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0002185/"&gt;metachromatic leukodystrophy&lt;/a&gt;. Folks, my heart broke into a million pieces, this is a life-shortening disease.  Let's get her a family to live it with for every blessed second she has got? Is she your daughter?  If you can't adopt her can you please pass word of her along; on your facebook, your blog, the next time you are out with a neighbor?  It doesn't matter where.  Her family is out there.  These kids deserve love and a family too.  Like &lt;a href="http://www.nogreaterjoymom.com/2010/09/most-important-post-i-have-ever-written.html"&gt;little Julia&lt;/a&gt; who had previously been diagnosed with &lt;a href="http://www.cockaynesyndrome.net/main/"&gt;Cockane Syndrome&lt;/a&gt;, who came home last year after an outpouring of love brought her to &lt;a href="http://schwenzerfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/"&gt;her family's&lt;/a&gt; attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is from Krysten's profile at adoptuskids.org:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Krysten is a sweet little girl who loves being in the midst of family  activities. While she can contentedly watch TV, her favorite activities  are having regular time with favorite adults, including visits by her  birth mom, and being around children who interact and play with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;A  medically fragile child, Krysten's overall development is much like  that of a non verbal baby who communicates primarily by facial  expressions, such as smiling, or pointing and gesturing. While her care  needs are extensive, Krysten seems to be content and accepting of what  life has to offer without much complaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Krysten has an  inherited condition called metachromatic leukodystrophy (or sulfatide  lipidosis) caused by the lack of an essential enzyme, which results over  time in an accumulation of metachromatic lipids in tissues of the  central nervous system, kidney, spleen, and other organs that impact her  health and her life expectancy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;In addition, Krysten has global  (overall) developmental delays, a neuromuscular disorder, and seizures.  Her special needs require that she be fed through a G-tube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Krysten's  routine care and treatment include daily medication and feeding  regimens, frequent medical appointments, and attendance at a specialized  school program for children who have significant developmental delays.  Her adoptive parent(s) will need the interpersonal skills to interact  effectively and cooperatively with doctors, therapists, and special  education teachers on a regular basis, and will need to be proactive and  creative in advocating for Krysten's needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Krysten is doing  well in her school setting. Her IEP includes physical, occupational, and  speech/language therapies, and incorporates goals for increasing her  developmental growth and acquiring life skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Her physical and  occupational therapies are helping her to increase her strength and  range of movement in her limbs. Currently, Krysten's right arm appears  to be stronger than the left arm and she is using it more than the  other, but she moves both of them and is able to point and grasp a hold  of toys and other objects. Although she has a wheelchair, she also  crawls and walks about. When out of her wheelchair, Krysten really must  have a caring adult nearby to provide highly attentive supervision as  she has a propensity for getting into whatever is within her reach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Her  adoptive folks will need to have experience caring for medically  fragile and/or significantly developmentally delayed children or, at the  very least, be able and willing to learn a new specialized skill set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;It  will be important for her adoptive family's well being to be able to  strike an emotional balance between investing wholly in Krysten's growth  and development while knowing that they may lose her prematurely; many  children born with metachromatic leukodystrophy do not live into their  teens. Given the circumstances of her special needs, Krysten deserves to  experience life to her fullest capacity and to belong to a family and  know that she is wanted. Patience, kindness, and the capacity to love  and nurture will be parental traits that Krysten and Krysten's family  recruitment team will value highly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok everyone, let's past this on?  Let's find her family.  For more information &lt;a href="http://adoptuskids.org/_app/child/viewp.aspx?id=40224"&gt;visit her profile&lt;/a&gt;.  Information for "the next step" is there.  Thank you very much and have a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2275570602230198175-6364496752676413293?l=theredthreadkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I found this on his &lt;a href="http://randycourtneytripproth.blogspot.com/"&gt;mothers blog&lt;/a&gt;, posted &lt;a href="http://randycourtneytripproth.blogspot.com/2011/12/brave-little-soul.html"&gt;Dec 11, 2011&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Brave Little Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By: John Alessi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not  too long ago in Heaven there was a little soul who took wonder in  observing the world. He especially enjoyed the love he saw there and  often expressed this joy with God. One day however the little soul was  sad, for on this day he saw suffering in the world. He approached God  and sadly asked, "Why do bad things happen; why is there suffering in  the world?" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God  paused for a moment and replied, "Little soul, do not be sad, for the  suffering you see, unlocks the love in people's hearts." The little soul  was confused. "What do you mean," he asked. God replied, "Have you not  noticed the goodness and love that is the offspring of that suffering?  Look at how people come together, drop their differences and show their  love and compassion for those who suffer. All their other motivations  disappear and they become motivated by love alone." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The  little soul began to understand and listened attentively as God  continued, "The suffering soul unlocks the love in people's hearts much  like the sun and the rain unlock the flower within the seed. I created  everyone with endless love in their heart, but unfortunately most people  keep it locked up and hardly share it with anyone. They are afraid to  let their love shine freely, because they are afraid of being hurt. But a  suffering soul unlocks that love. I tell you this - it is the greatest  miracle of all. Many souls have bravely chosen to go into the world and  suffer - to unlock this love - to create this miracle for the good of  all humanity."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just  then the little soul got a wonderful idea and could hardly contain  himself. With his wings fluttering, bouncing up and down, the little  soul excitedly replied. "I am brave; let me go! I would like to go into  the world and suffer so that I can unlock the goodness and love in  people's hearts! I want to create that miracle!" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God  smiled and said, "You are a brave soul I know, and thus I will grant  your request. But even though you are very brave you will not be able to  do this alone. I have known since the beginning of time that you would  ask for this and so I have carefully selected many souls to care for you  on your journey. Those souls will help you create your miracle; however  they will also share in your suffering. Two of these souls are most  special and will care for you, help you and suffer along with you, far  beyond the others. They have already chosen a name for you". God and the  brave soul shared a smile, and then embraced.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In  parting, God said, "Do not forget little soul that I will be with you  always. Although you have agreed to bear the pain, you will do so  through my strength. And if the time should come when you feel that you  have suffered enough, just say the word, think the thought, and you will  be healed." Thus at that moment the brave little soul was born into the  world, and through his suffering and God's strength, he unlocked the  goodness and love in people's hearts. For so many people dropped their  differences and came together to show their love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Priorities became properly aligned. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;People gave from their hearts. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Those that were always too busy found time. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Many began new spiritual journeys, some regained lost faith - many came back to God. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Parents hugged their children tighter. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Friends and family grew closer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Old friends got together and new friendships were made. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Distant family reunited, and every family spent more time together. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everyone prayed. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace and love reigned. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lives changed forever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; It was good. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The world was a better place. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The miracle had happened. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God was pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rest in Peace Little Angel, and know all the wonder and beautiful changes you brought to the world, the people you touched the lives you changed.  Sweet Dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2275570602230198175-2917594340934734949?l=theredthreadkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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[That little girl has since been adopted by a wonderful family.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past summer attention was drawn to a little girl in a EE Orphanage whom is being called Katerina.  She is 9 and weighs maybe 11 pounds, I think, something like that.  It hit the net like wildfire when her mom went to adopt her.  Since, other children in that orphanage have had families commit to them too.  Katerina's mom is an amazing woman though I have never met her.  She is a strong voice for these kids and I have been following her blog &lt;a href="http://theblessingofverity.com/"&gt;The Blessing of Verity&lt;/a&gt; and have featured it on here before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its a small world. Oh my gosh, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years back I met a wonderful person, a dear friend of mine now whom I've only ever had the privilege to know though the internet.  Her name is Kristi.  She is a mommy to six wonderful kids and I am so glad to have met and know her.  As it turns out, Kristi is also friends with Katerina's soon to be mom.  Up to this point I didn't know this.  Now, how and why all this is coming up?  Katerina's plight caught their attention too.  Kristi has a ten year old daughter, K, whom is now advocating for &lt;a href="http://reecesrainbow.org/19016/carter-14g"&gt;Carter on Reece's Rainbow&lt;/a&gt; as a Christmas Warrior this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, the dots connected.  The ten year old daughter of a friend of mine is advocating for a special needs orphan for Christmas this year.  She's ten, and has noticed the plight of these kids, and hasn't looked the other way.  The Faith of a Child, right?  And a little child shall lead them?  Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote to Kristi and asked if I could feature &lt;a href="http://ontopoftherainbow.wordpress.com/"&gt;her daughter's blog&lt;/a&gt; on mine.  Please stop by her blog, say hi and if you can help her help Carter with thoughts, funding or prayers.  Thank you everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2275570602230198175-7620877562852060146?l=theredthreadkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Welll, that has changed.  It has changed before this.  At some point the parents and grandparents stop taking care of the kids and the kids take care of the parents and grandparents -- and no one seems to notice really when this happens.  It just does...
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&lt;br /&gt;But, I did start this entry on an upbeat note and I want to end it on one as well.  You see -- they are getting another little dog.  We don't know what dog as of yet but they are thinking from the local shelter.  They are going to get a shelter dog -- a dog who needs them as much as they need it -- and my heart soars for all three of them, for my grandparents and for the doggie to be.
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&lt;br /&gt;Will keep you updated.  Thanks again and take care.
&lt;br /&gt;--Debrah
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;So, in the past few years I have been part of the adoption community there have been several things that weighed on my heart.  One of those things is this: sometimes I feel like people are to specific about what they want in a child; not wanting to disrupt birth order or the child must be a girl, or the child must be a boy, or the child must be a toddler or younger, or maybe the child must be from China, or Russia or Ethiopia -- these are the things we want in a child, instead of letting the child be what God sees.
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&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand that some families must set parameters; there was a family last summer whom had to turn down a special little girl because she was very 'needy' and they already had seven or so other kids, many of them with special needs.  All that considered, from what I understand - the little girl needed more than they could give without it being detrimental to herself or their other children if they pursued her adoption.  So, I understand it is sometimes what is in best interest of the child and everyone involved.  But I want you to think about that for a moment; when you close doors to adopting one child or another -- who is it in the best interest of?
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&lt;br /&gt;And then read the following:
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://theblessingofverity.com/2011/09/this-post-may-not-be-for-you/" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link to This post may not be for you."&gt;"This post may not be for you.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="postmetadata"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theblessingofverity.com/2011/09/this-post-may-not-be-for-you/#comments" title="Comment on This post may not be for you."&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;  				&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="entry"&gt; 					&lt;p&gt;I do not know everyone this post is written for.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I do know that this post is not written for everyone who will read it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who is it written for?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maybe it is only for one person?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don’t know.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And don’t need to know.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I do know…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I was mute and silent;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;   I held my peace to no avail,&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and my distress grew worse.&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My heart became hot within me.&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I mused, the fire burned;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;   then I spoke with my tongue:”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This post is only for those of you who have deliberately closed the  door marked “Adoption of a Child with Special Needs.”  Whether at the  first glimpse of this door, or after some research about what may lie  through the doorway, you have closed that door.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;did you="" know="" the="" reality="" that="" children="" are="" in="" such="" demand="" human="" trafficking="" is="" a="" worldwide="" some="" countries="" have="" halted="" their="" programs="" for="" international="" adoptions="" of="" healthy="" because="" rampant="" em=""&gt;&lt;/did&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;But nobody is fighting over the “imperfect children.”  Why is that? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you know the politically incorrect reality that in our  attorney’s sixteen years of facilitating adoptions of children with  special needs, God has so far sent her only Christian families?   Families who treasure these little “imperfect” children as pearls of  great price?  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;These families have rejected the value systems that push  “imperfect” children out of the inner sanctum of personal life, the  value systems that free people up to continue their valiant fight for  the idols of personal peace and affluence.&amp;gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you one who has closed that door?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Please, write down your list of reasons why you have decided not to take the next step.  All the reasons.  All the obstacles.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I ask only that you leave the word “calling” off your list, since that word can obscure a multitude of disobediences.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then pick out a child from the Reece’s Rainbow website.  May I suggest “&lt;a href="http://reecesrainbow.org/steven-11-9" target="_blank"&gt;Steven&lt;/a&gt;?”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t let that bouncy seat fool you; he was put in there for the photo.  He was placed directly back into his crib afterward.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You will find him unattended, in his bed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now kneel down in front of Steven’s crib, one hand holding your list, your other hand reaching in to his.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Look into his eyes, and please&lt;em&gt;…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;…tell him the truth.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I could be doing something to help you, but I am choosing not to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t know whether God has closed the door, but I am closing the door.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your life is not worth as much to me as &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;[everything on my list].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t believe that God has the power to help us overcome &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;[everything I consider an obstacle]&lt;/span&gt; that stands between our family and you.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did you keep looking at his eyes while you spoke?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You just thought you were looking at him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You were mistaken.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You were looking into the eyes of the King.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“And the King will answer them, ‘Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers, you did it to me.’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then He will answer them, saying, ‘Truly, I say to you, as you  did not do it to one of the least of these, you did not do it to me.’”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please, kneel back down, look into the King’s eyes, and tell Him the truth."
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I did not write what is in purple above.  I re-posted it from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://theblessingofverity.com/2011/09/this-post-may-not-be-for-you/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. The author found a way to say something that I have had a hard time saying for a very long time because I don't want to offend anyone.  That's not the point of this blog.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The author is adopting a nine year old girl, who weighs somewhere around 10 or 11 pounds, I think, whom was left in a crib and suffered neglect simply because she had a special need.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Again, from my own heart now, this post may not be for all of you.  I cannot and will not pretend to know the what you face and I respect that. But weigh your reasons.  I will fully admit here and now; I was once one of those people -- once the only child I would have ever considered adopting would have been one from China.  I couldn't see anything else.  And then I found out that dream would never be realised because I did not nor would I ever meet the requirements to adopt from China, which I personally feel goes a bit overboard in what they believe a good parent to be is -- but that is a different post.  So, when I learned I couldn't adopt from  China I struggled to let that go.  I thought of Russia after seeing videos of how the kids were starving and eating fish heads there -- and that dream to adopt from Russia or Ukraine or somewhere in E.E. settled into my heart after learning about the plight of people with special needs.  Though I was still restrictive in whom I'd adopt; I decided I could not adopt a child positive with HIV -- that was where I drew the next line.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Almost immediately after making that decision I noticed a little girl before I noticed her HIV status.  So I swallowed hard, and said ok, and did some reading and am happy to say that I found HIV something I could work with too.  The next time I went to her page she was no longer available.  But without knowing it she helped to change me again and to me the message is clear.  I will leave the door open too, to special needs.  And have faith that with God we will not be given what we cannot handle.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This has been a long post and for that I am sorry.  I guess I am trying to say in all these words: have an open mind, and an open heart, to whatever it is God wants you to do; or whomever it is he may lead you to.  And so I will sum up with what may be one of my favorite bible quotations:&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Do not withhold good from those to whom it's due when it is within the power of your hand to do so." -- Proverbs 3:27&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Take care everyone,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;--Debrah&lt;/span&gt;
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If she doesn't have a committed family by then, she will spend the rest of her life in an over-seas adult mental institution because she has Arthrogryposis - a joint disorder.  She will go to a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mental institution&lt;/span&gt; because she looks different that the other people in society, has to use a wheel chair to get around -- because her joint's do not work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will go there for the rest of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine sitting on a bench in a stale room day after day after day, year after year after year, and knowing that that is all there is for you, that nothing will change, this is what it will be like the rest of your life.  Eventually, she will stop, just stop really living, she will start simply existing, and then she might develop the mental problems of those around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted many many times on this blog what these mental institutions are like.  I have posted videos of people dragging bone thin -not an exaggeration, these children and people in these places are honestly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bone thin&lt;/span&gt; - people across a dirty floor just to hose them down with dozens of other men or women shoved into a single room.  I have posted videos where people are left in cribs their entire lives, videos of a twenty year old in a six year old's body, still in diapers, still in the same crib he was put in when he was brought to that institution, his body locked ridgedly and contorted out of shape and proportion from the lack of movement and the years just laying still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its horrific people.  Go to You Tube or something and look up Eastern Europe Mental Institution yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT LET THIS HAPPEN TO THIS GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have asked.  I have pleaded.  I have shown several faces of children over the years I have been doing this. I have to remind myself that I have to have faith. The thing is, I am talking to everyone who comes here- whether you are here accidentally, intentionally, or off a search engine looking for the 'Red Thread'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 'Red Thread'.  This is your part in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg you to take a few minutes and pass word of this child on, a few miniscule minutes in the grand scheme of things that can literally save her life, change her life, give her life.  I know adoption isn't for everyone.  I don't know you and I understand that.  I understand that I cannot foresee what it is you are facing in your lives.  You are not heartless, I understand that too.  If you cannot adopt her can you write it on your Face-book, include her on your blog?  Tell someone about her? Spread the word on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few miniscule minutes that can change this girl's life for good, because either way, very soon, her life is going to change.  Let's help it be for the good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just seven days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find more about her and even a picture about her here:&lt;a href="http://jerdebwalker.blogspot.com/2011/07/sentenced-for-life.html"&gt; http://jerdebwalker.blogspot.com/2011/07/sentenced-for-life.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2275570602230198175-5816754150710059210?l=theredthreadkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments  long established should not be changed for light and transient causes;  and accordingly all experience hath shewn that mankind are more disposed  to suffer, while evils are sufferable than to right themselves by  abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train  of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a  design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it  is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards  for their future security.  — Such has been the patient sufferance of  these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to  alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present  King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations,  all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny  over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid  world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has refused his Assent to Laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of immediate and pressing  importance, unless suspended in their operation till his Assent should  be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend  to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has refused to pass other Laws for the accommodation of large  districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of  Representation in the Legislature, a right inestimable to them and  formidable to tyrants only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual,  uncomfortable, and distant from the depository of their Public Records,  for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance with his  measures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has dissolved Representative Houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has refused for a long time, after such dissolutions, to cause  others to be elected, whereby the Legislative Powers, incapable of  Annihilation, have returned to the People at large for their exercise;  the State remaining in the mean time exposed to all the dangers of  invasion from without, and convulsions within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has endeavored to prevent the population of these States; for  that purpose obstructing the Laws for Naturalization of Foreigners;  refusing to pass others to encourage their migrations hither, and  raising the conditions of new Appropriations of Lands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has obstructed the Administration of Justice by refusing his Assent to Laws for establishing Judiciary Powers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has made Judges dependent on his Will alone for the tenure of their offices, and the amount and payment of their salaries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has erected a multitude of New Offices, and sent hither swarms of Officers to harass our people and eat out their substance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has kept among us, in times of peace, Standing Armies without the Consent of our legislatures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has affected to render the Military independent of and superior to the Civil Power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign  to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his Assent  to their Acts of pretended Legislation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For quartering large bodies of armed troops among us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For protecting them, by a mock Trial from punishment for any Murders  which they should commit on the Inhabitants of these States:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For cutting off our Trade with all parts of the world:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For imposing Taxes on us without our Consent:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For depriving us in many cases, of the benefit of Trial by Jury:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For transporting us beyond Seas to be tried for pretended offences:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighboring  Province, establishing therein an Arbitrary government, and enlarging  its Boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument  for introducing the same absolute rule into these Colonies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws and altering fundamentally the Forms of our Governments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For suspending our own Legislatures, and declaring themselves invested with power to legislate for us in all cases whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has abdicated Government here, by declaring us out of his Protection and waging War against us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has plundered our seas, ravaged our coasts, burnt our towns, and destroyed the lives of our people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries  to compleat the works of death, desolation, and tyranny, already begun  with circumstances of Cruelty &amp;amp; Perfidy scarcely paralleled in the  most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized  nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has constrained our fellow Citizens taken Captive on the high Seas  to bear Arms against their Country, to become the executioners of their  friends and Brethren, or to fall themselves by their Hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavoured  to bring on the inhabitants of our frontiers, the merciless Indian  Savages whose known rule of warfare, is an undistinguished destruction  of all ages, sexes and conditions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In every stage of these Oppressions We have Petitioned for Redress in  the most humble terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered only  by repeated injury. A Prince, whose character is thus marked by every  act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free  people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nor have We been wanting in attentions to our British brethren. We  have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to  extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of  the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have  appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured  them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations,  which would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence.  They too have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity. We  must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our  Separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, Enemies in  War, in Peace Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We, therefore, the Representatives of the united States of America,  in General Congress, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the  world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the Name, and by  Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly publish and  declare, That these united Colonies are, and of Right ought to be Free  and Independent States, that they are Absolved from all Allegiance to  the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and  the State of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and  that as Free and Independent States, they have full Power to levy War,  conclude Peace, contract Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all  other Acts and Things which Independent States may of right do.  — And  for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the  protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our  Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--John Hancock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Hampshire:&lt;br /&gt;Josiah Bartlett, William Whipple, Matthew Thornton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massachusetts:&lt;br /&gt;John Hancock, Samuel Adams, John Adams, Robert Treat Paine, Elbridge Gerry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhode Island:&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Hopkins, William Ellery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connecticut:&lt;br /&gt;Roger Sherman, Samuel Huntington, William Williams, Oliver Wolcott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York:&lt;br /&gt;William Floyd, Philip Livingston, Lewis Morris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Jersey:&lt;br /&gt;Richard Stockton, John Witherspoon, Francis Hopkinson, John Hart, Abraham Clark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pennsylvania:&lt;br /&gt;Robert Morris, Benjamin Rush, Benjamin Franklin, John Morton, George Clymer, James Smith, George Taylor, James Wilson, George Ross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delaware:&lt;br /&gt;Caesar Rodney, George Read, Thomas McKean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maryland:&lt;br /&gt;Samuel Chase, William Paca, Thomas Stone, Charles Carroll of Carrollton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virginia:&lt;br /&gt;George Wythe, Richard Henry Lee, Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Harrison, Thomas Nelson, Jr., Francis Lightfoot Lee, Carter Braxton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North Carolina:&lt;br /&gt;William Hooper, Joseph Hewes, John Penn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Carolina:&lt;br /&gt;Edward Rutledge, Thomas Heyward, Jr., Thomas Lynch, Jr., Arthur Middleton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgia:&lt;br /&gt;Button Gwinnett, Lyman Hall, George Walton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2275570602230198175-1478179504336617762?l=theredthreadkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I would have taken your daddy to dinner, and surprised him with a cake that said he was a daddy.  We would have gone shopping to pick out sweet baby things for you, we would have talked for days and weeks, picking your bed out, painting and arranging your room. If you were my son you would have been our first child and we would be bragging on how you would be the toughest of all your cousins.  We would have gone through a list of names, changing our minds again and again before we we even knew if you were a girl or a boy.  We been asked if we wanted a girl or a boy, we would have said, it wouldn't matter, as long as the baby is healthy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;If you were my son the day we found out there was something wrong may have been the day we found out you were a boy, it may have been sooner.  If you were my son it would probably be the hardest day of my life.  There would have been tears streaming from my eyes that day, out of fear for you, love for you, there would have been tears of pain, loss and yes even denial sweet baby boy. But also there would be the most tears because as I held my arms around my belly, already trying to protect you as they went through the list of what was wrong, I may have been asked if I wanted to end the pregnancy, abort you, and try for another baby later that would be healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;If you were my son, your daddy would have been there, holding my hand.  And together we would have said no -- no way -- this is our child.   With the number of abortions going on out there for special needs God trusted specifically us with your life.  It is up to God to decide if he stays with us, not us.  And against the people's judgement whom would have thought we should abort you because you were different - we choose to keep you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;If you were our son, in spite of every thing else, we know you are a boy now.  If you were my son, we would give you a name now - Owen, the last name of whom would have been your great-grandfather, meaning noble and well-born, if you were my son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;If you were my son the doctor trips would be difficult.  People would whisper and talk, and point fingers at us.  But you would continue to thrive and grow, and each day would be a day we would treasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;If you were my son, the day you were born, I would have held you close and whispered how much I loved you forever, no matter what.  With tears of joy for being blessed with such a tiny precious treasure I would have told you that it was going to be alright, that we would fight for you and make sure you got the very best in life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;If you were my son:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7YwWKtAM0kc/TfOMWV-xJ6I/AAAAAAAAAU0/VGUARVd7QMg/s1600/owennewborn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7YwWKtAM0kc/TfOMWV-xJ6I/AAAAAAAAAU0/VGUARVd7QMg/s320/owennewborn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616987475746564002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were my son we would take you home. I would love you.  I would give you everything I could and advocate for you when you could not.  I would chase down every single lead I could for your happiness and well being.  I would cherish each moment I had with you as you are a precious gift, because, like all children do, you will grow very fast, and your first birthday would come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R-w9geucjBA/TfOMlZ9lpmI/AAAAAAAAAU8/6W4O8fr4Z5M/s1600/owenmay2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R-w9geucjBA/TfOMlZ9lpmI/AAAAAAAAAU8/6W4O8fr4Z5M/s320/owenmay2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616987734513395298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and you would grow. You would go to school like all children do, play like all children do.  You would have grandparents and cousins and aunts and uncles. You would have family. You would have friends. When they teased I would be there for you.  When you hurt I would hug you.  You would learn that there is nothing to dislike about who you are, that people tend to fear what they do not understand.  And we would help them.  If you were my son I would show the world how beautiful you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uS6yPoyVlDY/TfN5e8ZiiuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/k3SkZJOWrXk/s1600/owen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uS6yPoyVlDY/TfN5e8ZiiuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/k3SkZJOWrXk/s320/owen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616966732777425634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and you would still grow.  You would know there was nothing you couldn't do or be. You would love and be loved.  You would blossom into someone so beautiful that, if everyone knew just how beautiful you were, they would want you for their son too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were my son -- you would not have been left to cry like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Owfjo68Zr3o/TfN6njgssnI/AAAAAAAAAUs/StTW8cryS8Y/s1600/owen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Owfjo68Zr3o/TfN6njgssnI/AAAAAAAAAUs/StTW8cryS8Y/s320/owen2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616967980227015282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...you would not have been left alone like this, to waste away like this, you would not have been left in an orphanage to lie like this.  You would not have to hurt like this. If you were my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you are God's son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"I will not leave you orphans. I will come to you."&lt;br /&gt;--John 14:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He promises he will come for you.  Hold on little boy, just a bit longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok all, the little boy in the pictures above is &lt;a href="http://reecesrainbow.org/owen-egxb-3"&gt;Owen on Reece's Rainbow&lt;/a&gt;.  He is a living breathing child. Because he is alive I am guessing the woman whom gave birth to this child held a blessing in her hands but either pressured by society or by choice, she left him alone. Honestly, I do not know the reasons he was left an orphan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the same, instead of having a family choosing names and painting his room he was sent to an orphanage.  Instead of having love and someone to tell him it will be alright and getting him the medical attention he needs he is most likely barely getting his basic needs met.  Instead of having people around him to encourage him he is most likely considered an invalid and a burden instead.   Instead of having cuddles and love he probably self-stims alot, maybe by rocking or banging his head.  He might sit in wet diapers or dirty clothes until someone notices him or its his turn at last.  Instead of having all the beautiful things a child has and needs -- from day one he has been rejected and left in an orphanage instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staff might love him. I am thinking most at most places the staff do.  I hear allot about how the staff at the orphanages do love the children, but I also hear about how they are doing all they can do with the little they have among a great number of kids. To see him like this may be just as hard on them.  I am very glad that &lt;a href="http://www.reecesrainbow.com/"&gt;Reece's Rainbow&lt;/a&gt; found him and chose to advocate for him and show his beautiful face to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please,think for a moment what if he was your son?  What if he was born to you?  What would you do?  How would you react?  Wouldn't you love him anyway? Think, seriously think even if you came to this blog only looking for 'the red thread saying' if he could be your son?  Or more importantly - is he your son?  Even if you never considered adoption before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, I am joining Christine here in &lt;a href="http://smilesandtrials.blogspot.com/2011/06/help-himplease.html"&gt;her plea for this little boy&lt;/a&gt;.  I too have been keeping an eye on this little guy nearly since the day he was first posted.  That said, I have to admit I almost passed her plea by, just for a few hours I told myself.  I almost waited to post this, I thought, 'I will put him on my blog, tomorrow.'  And I tried to move to the next site, my email, or whatever it was I was going to do next with my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't get him off my mind.  So I came back and posted about him. It is all I can do to be part of God's promise to Owen.  Won't you be part of that promise too? If you can't bring him home, please post about him on your blogs, on Facebook, on everything you know.  It will only take a little bit of your time and Owen doesn't have time to wait until tomorrow.  He needs us to act now.  Please click &lt;a href="http://reecesrainbow.org/owen-egxb-3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more information about Owen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, everyone,&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Debrah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2275570602230198175-6496420291935988013?l=theredthreadkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This is a child I saw for the first time today.  It was one of those moments where you are just scrolling and scrolling down the page of pictures hoping those kids get homes and you get to this one photo of a child - and your heart jumps, your throat constricts, your breath stops. It's a feeling of knowing you have to do something. You have to do more than just hope.  God calls some of us to help some people and others to help others.  So today I am including a post about little Heidi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, in light of my post below this one, I thought I would post this entry about Heidi tomorrow so that my announcement could be read.  But I couldn't shake the feeling that I had to do this now.  That is, after all, was a much more important announcement than just moving blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that announcement is that Heidi needs a home.  This little girl has already been transferred, and look at her, look at the adorable trusting innocence in her face.  I think about what transferred means and get cold all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Heidi's information from Reece's Rainbow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Date of Birth: June 2005&lt;br /&gt;Gender: Female&lt;br /&gt;Eyes: Gray&lt;br /&gt;Hair: dark brown&lt;br /&gt;Character: normal. She smiles, plays, eats well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!  I HAVE ALREADY BEEN TRANSFERRED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi is such a love!   Brown hair and big brown eyes, she longs for a family of her own.   Heidi is moderately delayed.   She is able to walk on her own.  She does have an astigmatism and strabismus, and also has an additional chord in the left ventricle of her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE PHOTOS AVAILABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I AM ELIGIBLE FOR AN OLDER CHILD GRANT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi is listed &lt;a href="http://reecesrainbow.org/category/waitingchildren/ds-http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifgirls-6"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; on the Down Syndrome page for Girls ages 6 and up.  You may have to scroll a little but she is there.  Heidi is also listed &lt;a href="http://reecesrainbow.org/category/singlemoms"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; as available for single women to adopt, which is where I found her originally at.  Again, you may have to scroll but this time quite allot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, like all the others I have written about here, I cannot go and get her and bring her home.  Can you? Do you know someone who can?  This is a six year old girl we are talking about - six years old - locked up in what is likely a Eastern Europe Insane Asylum.  Google those. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then think about this little girl there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to get her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2275570602230198175-5104270135329315395?l=theredthreadkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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