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  1. I am a bit like that neighbour’s wife. We have three children also, and my husband acted out of his own hurt. We have wounds that hurt, but…in a couple of weeks I may be having him back into our home, after six months of separation. No-one understands why I would want him back, no-one seems to believe him capable of change. But I know our Saviour has the power to heal him,and to heal us. I often wonder, why me? We made vows and had Christian vision…why did it all have to happen to me and my little ones? Thankyou for reminding me to focus of the path I have to walk, not to compare mine to others. Tonight I as for God’s wisdom in this next step of faith…

  2. This is so beautiful. Thank you for opening up and sharing such a precious piece with us.

  3. True-er than you know. Natasha…I see what God is doing here now. I was a “trailer park” urchin who traveled from door to door looking for the love I hoped was inside. I wrote about Elsie “Sparrows” [ ] in my blog about the door that stayed opened to me. There is huge-ness here. Huge healing. Because I am your brown-eyed angel of sorts…we are everywhere looking for you. I’m grown now but that’s how God raised me up for him–one sugar-cookie at a time, one smile at a time, one hug at a time. Jesus with skin on. That’s who we are.

  4. I was directed to your blog post by my dear friend who writes Five In Tow. After a good long bout of tears, the following post came flowing from my heart. I wanted to share with you because I’ve been the child, and I’ve been the father. I’m learning to be a godly mother to my baby birds because I do see how beautiful and special they are. And you’re absolutely right. That father has a hurting little boy inside. God bless you.

    1. Loved your post. What a beautiful story of God’s grace! (And your daughter sounds like a precious little pumpkin. 🙂 )

  5. Dear Natasha…. I love reading your posts. You have been given such a gift to share your heart and thoughts in word….. Thanks for reminding us what true love consists of…… HUGS

    1. Thank you so much! <3

  6. To love the nasty and dirty and sad – this is so hard, but it is what love is truly about.

    1. Absolutely. But, like you said, extremely hard.

  7. You, my new friend, have a rare and precious gift! Vision. Love. Words. I’m so glad that you wandered my way so I could return your visit and find one of my new favorite bloggers! Praying that He makes Psalm 113:9 true for you!

    1. Thank you. <3 Glad you came to visit!

  8. Beautifully written.
    And something we all need to think about…
    Thanks to five in tow I got to read this – Lovely!

    1. So glad! Thanks for stopping by.

  9. Thank you for this post. I have been one of those children in my life and despite the pain that was caused to me by those that had not been loved themselves… I continue to go on loving them and trying to forgive them for what happened in my childhood. This post is amazing and should be read by everyone, because LOVE is not limited and you so clearly state that.

    Thank you <3 Truly.

    1. Love is not limited. <– I like that! May you continue to love those who have hurt you and allow the limitlessness of His love to flow through you. <3

  10. beautiful..beautiful post and just now i’m at loss for words to say anything that will do justice… loved it..

  11. I have no words….absolute….beauty, perfection, pain, love. You have such a way with words. It breaks my heart to see those who cannot appreciate the glorious gifts they have been given…so many tears I’ve shed, for them, their mommies and daddies, myself, and those who would do anything, give anything to have those gifts themselves

  12. You transported us all to that summer, Natasha, letting us “feel” and “see” through your words. What a precious soul you are to be hurting so deeply and give so much at the same time. You are a rare gem willing to be molded and ground into whatever is most beneficial for the Lord’s use. Amazing! Touching and heart-opening. I must know, did you see those precious chocolate eyes and smiles again?

    1. I did. They came back and were there for the rest of the summer. I have a whole journal full of stories about them. I went to Brazil the next January to do mission work and at some point they moved for good.
      I hadn’t seen them for years when I ran across pictures of them on a friend’s facebook. I started crying the moment I saw them. (I’ve often regretted not owning a camera for that period of my life!)
      I still keep track of several of the kids that lived on that street but those three have disappeared again. I know where the dad lives, he doesn’t have or see the girls anymore, but I keep hoping that I’ll find them again someday. And I pray for them almost daily. 🙂

  13. You have touched my heart. Thank you so much for sharing this.

    1. I’m glad you were able to hear my heart. Thank you for visiting. <3

  14. I wonder how many of us are stuck as small children, just wanting to be seen and loved…everyone lost is a tragedy.

    1. Some days I think we all are… How thankful I am for a God who sees clearly and teaches us to see as well!

  15. erika brainard says:

    I have been the neighbor lady, and I probably have been the father at times. This was exquisitely sweet, and reminds me to take great joy in the blessings of my children. Thank you.

    1. So glad! Enjoy them!

  16. thought is relinquished
    at the well of wisdom
    blossoms fall, fruit grows.

    Thanks to Five in Tow for her pointer, and to you for post full of wisdom and insight.

    1. Thank you for visiting and commenting!

  17. You are an evocative writer. I hurt with you when I read this, and was brought (hesitatingly) to the redemption at the end. It’s hard to love people who hurt children, but you are right: they hurt because they are hurt.

    1. I think it may have been the hardest lesson that God ever taught me…

  18. Excellent!

    I’ve been that neighbor lady, I can feel your heartache in this post. Very well spoken.

    1. This post is a piece of my heart. So glad that the feelings came through. So glad that there are other neighbor ladies out there to pour love onto hurting little ones.

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