I'm not sure what this is...this thing that's welling up inside of me. I cannot put words to the level of emotion I'm experiencing on a daily basis. My heart is stirred and I have no explanation. I don't know what He is doing, but I know that my life will never be the same.

My heart is broken for all the hurt and injustices and need in the world. The plight of the children with Ds on Reece's Rainbow are at the crux of my broken heart. Those children need to be rescued before their time is up. Proverbs 24:11 says "Rescue those who are unjustly sentenced to death. Don't stand back and let them die." I take that seriously and yet, throwing money at the problem doesn't seem like the answer. Maybe I say that because I have so little to throw.

Adoption is so strongly on my heart and I believe there will one day be fruition of that desire. Today is not that day.

Those who have survived the sex slave trade and are desperately trying to make a new life weigh heavy on my heart, too. As do those surviving the AIDS crisis in Africa and those traumatized by the quake in Haiti. So, so many needs. All halfway around the world.

Why am I not seeing the needs in my own backyard? Why is my heart the heaviest over things I can do nothing or little about?

These are the questions that keep me awake at night.