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Isaac Warren Henderson

Genesis 21: 6 “God has brought me laughter, and everyone who hears about this will laugh with me.”

There are never more fervent prayers than when you pray for your children. This I know for sure. Whether you're praying for their health, their future, or their redemption; a prayer for one's child has something at its very core that is  deeply piercing and defined within the soul.

We are excited, and overwhelmingly blessed to announce the arrival and adoption of our son, Isaac. He was born on Sunday, November 3rd at 8:39 AM. He came into this world weighing 6.5 lbs and with a length of 17.5 inches. He is perfect in every way.

We have chosen not to share too many details of Isaac's adoption story, as that will be his own story to tell one day. We will  say, however, that we didn't have a lot of notice, and it has been a bit of a mad dash to prepare for the arrival or our treasured son. Looking back on the last few weeks, I can say that I wouldn't have it any other way…

Happy Birthday, Baby Boy

Today is a day filled with mixed emotions. It is, what my fifth graders described, my golden birthday. It's the day that I turn the exact age of the date my birthday fell on. In other words, I'm twenty-seven on the twenty-seventh.

There are moments about today that will feel golden, I'm sure. However, my heart is heavy today. Today is Alex's first birthday. What I would give to hold him and hug him today. What it would mean to me to be the one that lit the lone candle on his birthday cake. How precious it would be to see a picture of how he's grown.

We hesitated about whether or not to post these. We decided that, in an attempt NOTto share our pain, but rather to share the immense joy that Alex brought into our lives, we would share some pictures of our boy as we celebrate his birthday and the time we spent with him.

We hope and pray these images will stay with your heart so that you might join us in praying for Alex all the days of his life.

Please enjoy this beau…

Chosen Marathon 2013

Baby Steps: Begin Again

"We are never more alive to life than when it hurts--never more aware of  both our powerlessness to save ourselves and of the possibility of a power beyond ourselves to save us and heal us if we can only open ourselves up to it." -Frederick Buechner

I heard this quote at church on Sunday and felt the words resonate deep in my bones. I hadn't been back to our church since I came home from Jamaica at the end of April. The reason may seem odd, but odd as it seems I suppose I'll share anyway.

 I knew it would be difficult to view the steps that serve as an altar at the front of the sanctuary.

I'd spent quite a bit of time knelt on those steps praying for Alex before he came into our lives. I reminiced back on those steps many times as I held Alex in my arms and said prayers of thanksgiving while I was in Jamaica.

I wasn't sure how I would react to seeing those steps again after everything that transpired. I'll be honest and say that I didn't hear much of …

Mommy for a Moment

Before we ever began this journey we started clinging to Proverbs 13:12 which says, “Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is the tree of life.” It is important that everyone knows that our Hope is still in Christ, and we praise Him for a longing fulfilled, even if it was just for a moment.

Yesterday I went to a meeting that was called by Alex’s birth father. This was odd to me because he never showed an ounce of interest in communicating or connecting with us or Alex since we’d been caring for our son on the island. He didn’t mention what the meeting was about, but for some reason I had a pit in my stomach. I prayed and prayed. I prayed so hard I thought my tears would turn to blood.

I am brokenhearted to say that Alex’s birth father informed me that he had changed his mind, and would be taking Alex with him that day.

What happened next is a blur of the worst minutes of my life. I just remembered saying, “Why?” and “Please don’t do this.” We had been caring fo…


I haven't been feeling much like myself lately. Could it be that I've recently added the HUGE new title of momma to my existence? Could it be that I'm living in a completely different country than I was a month and a half ago? Maybe it's that I'm still grieving the the sudden losses of my father and step-father. It could possibly be that I haven't been in a classroom since the end of December. Either way, the reason is neither here nor there, but I'm journeying back.

I'm not journeying back to Texas yet, but hopefully I'll be journeying that direction soon as well. I'm journeying back to myself. I prayed this morning about what that might look like. I felt like the Lord was telling me to do the things I used to. He said that I needed to rediscover my favorite things such as writing, reading, painting, exercising, & playing my ukulele.

Let it be known that I am so grateful for most of the changes. I am thankful that God has brought me to a pl…

It is well...

You know as humans when we're looking forward to something we tend to build up mountains of unrealistic expectations regarding said thing? I mean, we daydream about it and obsess about what life will be like after finally obtaining that experience, person, or item?
Well, over the past few years I have thought a lot about what life would be like when I became a momma. I've played it over thousands of times in my mind. I've thought of tummy time, walks in the park, mixing bottles, Baby Einstein etc.
I'd built some expectations for this event in my life. What I can say about where I'm at now is that I am blessed beyond belief and amazed at the Lord's wonderful works.
Now, I did not exactly include poopy diapers, midnight feedings, or fussy tummies into my mommyhood daydreams, but I've taken everything mostly everything in stride with gratitude thus far. 
Something truly beautiful occurs when your expectations match up with reality. I will say that in so many …

A blog I Never Posted...

***I wrote this blog right after decorating for Christmas and before my Dad passed away. It's been sitting in my drafts for a while now and I just opened it back up. I thought I'd share. It's amazing how the Lord is constantly working in and with the desires of our hearts. I'll be moving to my more permanent residence here in Jamaica tomorrow. This will allow me more consistent wifi access. Things are going great. Baby H has a name now. It is Alexander, and he'll go by Alex. My dad had no brothers or sons, and my maiden name, as some of you know, is Alexander. I thought this was a great way to honor my Dad. The name Alexander means helper, and defender of mankind. I'm very excited to see what God has in store for this sweet boy. Great things, I'm certain. 

I wasn't going to do it, but then I decided to. After that, I decided not to.

Then I went ahead and did it anyway.

What is it that I did, then didn't do, then ultimately did, you ask?

Well, I hung…

Joy Comes in the Morning...

I haven't blogged lately.  I've been intentionally technologically distant. My brain has been processing things my fingers weren't ready to type.  My family experienced another tragic loss. My dad died suddenly. This left most of my family shocked and swirling in one of the worst cases of deja vu anyone could imagine.

Funeral, family, casseroles, sadness, questions, flowers, small talk, mingling...

Not again. No, this is not happening.

That was the majority of my thought process during the duration of the last month.

My dad took his own life. He did this for reasons I will never understand. I've realized an unavoidable truth that I will have questions at the age of 26 that I will still have at 96.

The Friday morning before we went back home after my father's funeral I caught a headline of the Connecticut tragedy and my heart sank. I still cannot speak much regarding my thoughts and feelings on this matter because it makes me physically nauseous.

Needless to say the…