Feeling Lucky?

I am.  I'm feeling Lucky and it hurts so much.

I hear about so many children who are looking, wishing, praying, hoping, dreaming of a family to belong to.  Children of all ages, shapes and sizes.  Children of all stages of health, sickness & physical abilities.

I am drawn to the older children.  I ache for them. I feel so small and insignificant when I swallow the bitter pill called "you can't save them all".

I am a realist (despite my dreamy and scattered outward demonstration of my personality).  I am a realist, and I realize that I am very, very small.  And the number of hurting children is so very, very large.

So I hear a lot of stories.  I meet a lot of parents and their children.  Once in a while, one story - one child - reaches out an pierces my heart until it bleeds.

Lucky is one of them.  There needs to be no particular reason "why" one child affects me more than others.    I have stopped asking "why" in pretty much all areas of my life.  The only thing that matters is that IT IS.

Please hold Lucky in your heart, your thoughts, and if you pray - please pray for him.  Pray for all children who yearn to belong......

There has GOT to be someone out there who is willing to bring Lucky into their family.  There's just got to be someone.......

Lucky's story here.