Grafted in

This is my baby girl olive. She is 5 years old. She had a sad beginning but you know what? It lead her to our family💕

We drove to Bakersfield when she was only 8 weeks old to adopt her. She was rescued from a terrible back yard breeder. He said she was “damaged” and released her to the rescue group.

By damaged he was referring to her left ear which was severed by her mother accidentally.

The breeder had her mother cooped up in a small kennel the morning of olives birth on a very cold October morning. Three of her siblings somehow moved out of the cage that morning and olives mother did everything she could to save them. They did not survive because of the cold.

Olives ear was cut in the process because her mom was trying to claw her way out of the cage to get to her babies.

Olives beginning was sad but God restored her. She may have lost an ear but she gained a family that adores her. And she would have most likely been bought by a very nice family had she not been injured but I’m so thankful for all the heart lessons God has used her to teach me.

Even if we are wounded or have suffered loss, He has a beautiful story of restoration ahead.

Someone needs you as much as you need them.

There is always hope.

You can be grafted into any family through love.

Some may label us as “damaged”, but Those that are most important say we are more than enough.

I remember the moment I saw olive on an adoption site. She was so little and at first I didn’t even notice her ear was missing. Most people don’t. I saw her and I felt the lord pull on my heart.

Funny to think that God would talk to you about a Dog but He’ll use anything to get our attention. He’s always talking.

I felt he wanted us to adopt her and name her olive. Olive is short for olive branch. There is a story that describes how we as Gentiles have been grafted in like a “wild olive branch” and we now have access to God’s promises. (Romans chapter 11) .

It all seemed a bit far from reach and I only shared what I felt the Holy Spirit was speaking to me to Bryan.

We set out to adopt her on December 28th 2012.. we drove 6+ hours to where she was living. All I had was an address.

We arrived to Bakersfield and It was my first time there.
Do you know what the main road leading to her neighborhood was called????
Olive Branch road?!!! What?!
My heart lept. I had herd from God. We took the left as directed by our map and you know what we saw?!
A HUGE church titled “Olive Branch Church”! And to top it off there was a rainbow off in the distance behind the church. ( rainbows are a sign of Gods promises!)
OK. It was clear. We were exactly where we were meant to be in this little pup was ours. Not because she was cute. But because God had divinely planned for HER to be grafted into her family.
Adopted.
Chosen on purpose
Damaged? Nope. Injured? Yes. But beautifully ours.
So if you feel Damaged, tossed aside, unwanted even. Know that the God of all creation has an extraordinary plan for you. He loves you and you my friend have been chosen on purpose z created for a purpose and He longs to graft you into His family 💕
xo
Dawnya

 

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Look for the evidence

Look for the evidence mamas.

They may scream and cry and possibly hit or throw things. They may not litsten and glare at you. The days get cloudy sometimes but look for the evidence of truth.

You may find it in a smile, a giggle, a hug or a gentle “mommy you ok?” As you bury your head in your hands with tears streaming down your face. Look for the evidence that says your doing a good job. Look for the evidence that says your more than enough. Look for the evidence that says you are a good mom. Not perfect. But good.

Look for it friend. The evidence is there. I am sure of it. Today I’m looking for it and I found it in his smile and his snotty nose which he affectionately rubbed on my cheek because he wanted to be close.

 

xx,

Dawnya

|Stay at home Mama to three busy boys|

The redbuds are blooming

I miss you today. Today would’ve been the perfect day to take you on a drive. Grief is a difficult emotion. It’s sneaky. Some days it takes your breath away when you are least expecting it.

Like today.

Redbuds were one of your favorites. Driving on the freeway and I saw a redbud tree in the distance blooming. Beautiful with a purple hue. I never understood why it’s called a redbud. And in an instant I saw you flash before my eyes sitting next to me in the car waving your hand in front of me slapping my arm excitingly declaring “the red bugs are blooming! look! The redbuds are blooming!” With great joy on your face I laugh as you block my vision of the road I pushed your hand away and laugh and reply back “Yes I see them, they’re beautiful.”

I miss you today. I wish you were here. Grief is hard. But I’m so thankful it’s a feeling I get to feel. I’m thankful because it means that I was loved and that I loved deeply. I miss you so much. You would’ve loved today. Beautiful puffy clouds. The sunshine. It’s a perfect spring day.

I can’t wait to see you again one day. I imagine your mansion will be surrounded by red buds. Until heaven nana. Until heaven.

xoxo
Dawnya

At the root of it all

I went on a morning date with this handsome fella.

There is a long list about being a mommy I could make laced with what I call “mom guilt”. It’s a topic not talked about enough but it’s there. And I imagine no matter your little ones age it’s there trying to steal time and joy and strength. Guilt about all the things. Did I spend enough time with you? Did I give you enough attention? Am I teaching you enough? Did I spend our day correcting you too much? I shouldn’t have yelled. I should be more peaceful. More patient. More of everything and everyone else I compare myself too. But all of it is rooted in fear. Fear and worry. Am I enough for you? That’s the bottom line. But you know what? Simply you being born as my son is evidence that I’m more than enough for you. Not because I say so and certainly not because most days I even feel it. But because God entrusted you too me and in that I know He was confidently declaring that I AM says I am more than enough. All of me. The good. The bad and yes even the ugly. I’m learning right along side you and I’m starting to be ok with not being perfect for you. I’m starting to embrace that my weakness will add value to your life just as much as my strengths. You are one of the greatest gifts I’ve ever been given and instead of standing in a place of “I might mess this up” I’m going to on purpose stepping into “I’m more than enough,”. Not in my own strength but by His grace that says I’m more than enough.

And you too Mama, if your reading this and your heart relates, know that you are more than enough. All of you. .

Today we 🍩🍩🍩 and I loved every moment with just you baby boy.

New Beginnings

Do you ever find yourself in a position where you are having to make a fresh beginning but that really wasn’t your intention? Sometimes whether we choose to or not a fresh start or new beginning is staring down at us and we are left with little choice but to either take that first step or stand frozen in uncertainty. This blog. This fresh start, although not my intention to begin again is my new beginning. My first step and it begins here.

I had a website and a blog. One that I was proud of. One that I worked extremely hard to create and pave a way in unfamiliar territory but I let it go. Why? I find myself here asking the same question. If I would have paid the hosting bill last august or even the bill with the penalty fees in November I would still have that beautiful blog and website with all my work, all my photography posts displayed beautifully for visitors to see. But its gone. I did not pay the bill nor the penalty fees so my blog and website disappeared into the world-wide web abyss as I call it. All the posts and images I so diligently loaded and posted to share with the world are gone. I was informed yesterday that I would be unable to retrieve that work and I would in fact need to begin again. I felt an ache in my heart at the thought of all the work gone. It took me months to create it and hours upon hours of work after its debut to keep it up and running. Gone. But I allowed it to happen. Why?

I have been asking myself this question and have come up with multiple answers but there is only one at the root of it all. I am addicted to approval. I need affirmation and encouragement and a cheer section to continue with anything that is challenging. That’s the bottom line. I have found it difficult to walk in confidence and be able to affirm myself. Even more I have elevated the approval and opinions of others over Gods opinion of myself, my walk, my dreams, desires and destiny for far to long.

So today, I begin again. Uncertain of what the future holds. Uncertain of how this blog and website will look or where it will lead. But today I am confident of only one thing. That I am to take a step. I am to write. I am to share my story. I am to live a life of honesty and truth and reveal to the world what is behind the smile.

xx

Dawnya

The Journey Begins

New day new beginnings and fresh starts. Lamentations 3:23 “His mercies begin afresh each morning.”

I let my old website and blog expire so I’m  making new beginnings here! Why? Because I love to write. I love to encourage and help by sharing  my stories about motherhood, marriage, family, life and photography. Thanks for joining me!

“For I am about to do something new. See, I have already begun! Do you not see it? I will make a pathway through the wilderness. I will create rivers in the dry wasteland.”
‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭43:19‬ ‭NLT‬‬
http://bible.com/116/isa.43.19-20.nlt

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