Jehovah Jireh By Rachelle Alspaugh

“Let’s go camping!” My husband, Mike, suggested as we discussed our summer plans. After spending the last five years pursuing our now 16-year-old son’s adoption from Colombia, we eagerly awaited a relaxing, low-key summer. Three months lay in front of us to settle down and learn how to be the family God created us to…

That Box Up On The Shelf – an adoption story by Rachelle Alspaugh

                Her closet door slowly opened while my fingers gripped the handle tightly, physically expressing my fear of what might spill out of me.  When I peered inside, a perfect little white princess dress screamed at me in the silence. Then the beaded jacket just her size mocked me, while the sight of her pink…