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Mmmmm the sweet beginnings of fall

Well, it's that time of the year again....

PUMPKIN ROLLS

For the past two years, my family and I have sold pumpkin rolls in order to raise support for Eli and I in some way--mainly adoption costs and transitional costs back to the U.S..  As we continue to sell pumpkin rolls in the years to come, each batch of monetary support will go to a purpose for the Kingdom.  This year, we are selling pumpkin rolls for three reasons!


  1. Pumpkin rolls are delicious and perfect for the fall holidays!
  2. To help with general overwhelming costs this past year--doctor's appointments that were unexpectedly high, costs related to vehicles, etc.
  3. To tuck away until a trip to Zambia becomes a possibility.  That could be as early as August next year, or the August after that, but we are trusting the Lord to provide for us. I don't know exactly what that trip will look like, seeing that we won't be heading back until we have funds available, but I know a very strong desire of my heart is for Eli and I to serve his birth country of Zambia, especially the remainder of Eli's biological family, together.

If you'd like a pumpkin roll for your holiday, please go to this link http://goo.gl/0q3szz and submit an order form! If you want to donate but you do not want a pumpkin roll, that's fine too! :) Just fill out the form and type "zero" in the quantity.

How blessed we are to have such support in this place.  Beyond thankful for each of you who have prayed for and loved on us. :) Thank you from the bottom of my heart.


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