journal entry from
4-29-09
I think of Clifford everytime I hear this song. I know that it’s about heaven, but to me it’s about adopted children. Yesterday I had no hope of Clifford coming to our home. Today I’m full of joy. No DNA test was required and his mom had a good appt. Praise you Jesus!!!
I'm gonna wrap my arms around my daddy's neck and tell him that I've missed him and tell him
all about the man that i became and hope that it pleased him there's so much i want to say
there's so much i want you to know.
When i finally make it home when i finally make it home.
Then I'll gaze upon the throne of the King frozen in my steps and all the questions that i swore i would ask words just won't come yet so amazed at what I've seen so much more than this old mind can hold.
And the sweetest sound my ears have yet to hear voices of angels.
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