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Friday, January 23, 2015

Five Parenting Do’s and Don’ts for Adopted Children


by Lorilyn Roberts

Now that my oldest daughter is 23 and my youngest is sixteen, here are some words of advice:





Do’s

1.  Be proactive when it comes to the health, safety and welfare of your adopted child. You know your child’s background and history better than doctors, social workers, teachers, friends, or other adoptive families. Speak up when you think something needs to be addressed. Don’t assume others know better or more than you.

For starters, de-worm your adopted child upon arrival from a developing country.

2.  Be open with your adopted child about his past. Tell him everything you know. Tuck away special items to remind him of his heritage later—pictures, letters, emails, mementos, a favorite toy, or article of clothing. Let your child decide what he wants to do with these things when he is older and respect his wishes.

3.  Be open about adoption with others who are interested. This does not mean you need to divulge the intimate details of your child’s adoption, but it is your opportunity to share the marvelous way God has given us to make families, giving hope to the 150 million plus orphans in the world. When onlookers see the love shared in your family, they will be less inclined to believe the horror stories that have been perpetuated by Hollywood and negative, prejudicial people.

4.  Help your adoptive child to be emotionally, physically, and mentally strong. Young children most likely will catch up on motor and language skills, but be willing to provide speech or physical therapy if needed. Older kids may take more time, but as parents, our job is to do everything we can to help our children reach their potential. Given the right environment, children generally will flourish, and you will be a glowing mother as you see your new son or daughter blossom.

This includes finding their “gift.”  Since adopted children come with a different biological code, parents need to make an extra effort to discover their talents.

5.  Respect your adoptive child’s family, country, culture, and memories. Even if you do not like your child’s birth family or heritage, you would not be an adoptive parent if it wasn’t for a birthmother’s gift of life. Be sensitive and respectful. Let grace begin with you, remembering that your adopted daughter is a gift from God. Love her as much as you can, and then love her some more. Don’t just tell your daughter you love her, show it. And when you screw up, admit it and say, “I am sorry.”  


Don’t

1.  Don’t let others discourage you from adopting. If God has put it on your heart or you have thoughtfully made a decision to build your family through adoption, do your research and pursue your dream with passion. Those who are persistent and don’t give up are the ones who eventually hold their “bundle of joy.”

2.  Don’t make excuses for the poor behavior of your adopted child. Address what rears its head and work through it. Seek wise counsel, particularly experts skilled in adoption issues. You don’t want your son or daughter to grow up with a “victim” mentality.  Love covers many shortcomings, and what was lacking in the beginning can be used for good later—in the form of compassion for others. While an older adopted child will have more scars and come with a history, to overcome his past, he will need to embrace it. Only through acceptance can a child overcome the pain and move on. As a parent, you can help your son or daughter to begin that process of healing. If your child uses adoption as an excuse for poor grades, low self-esteem, behavior maladjustment, distrust, or a host of other issues that are sometimes found in adopted children, contact a professional. Without intervention, adopted children from deprived circumstances may carry their scars into adulthood, subconsciously gravitating toward familiar dysfunctional behaviors learned from the past. You can stop this destructive cycle by recognizing the need and seeking professional help.

3.  Don’t force your adopted child’s heritage on her. Let her choose how she wants to live her life. If your daughter was adopted internationally when she was young, she won’t have memories of her birth country. Her norms will be the traditions and culture in which she has been raised. Even if your daughter has dark skin or slanted eyes, she is now an American, Canadian or Scandinavian. Don’t be discouraged if your adopted daughter has no interest in her roots. Remember, kids want to fit in—with friends and lifestyles. They don’t want to be different. Let them be themselves.

4.  Don’t be afraid to parent.  People can be quick to blame the misbehavior of adopted kids on being adopted. More than likely, after a period of time, your adopted son will be going through the normal developmental stages of growing up just like all his non-adopted friends. Your adopted son will need the same boundaries and security that all kids need. Be consistent and let him know your expectations and values. Take time. Don’t be too busy.

5.  Don’t forget to enjoy the journey of parenting.  Take lots of pictures. The time goes by too quickly; one day you will turn around and the little baby you brought home in your arms will now be a beautiful young lady. Cherish the memories. There will never be enough.



Lorilyn is an adoptive mother (as well as an adult adoptee) of two daughters from Nepal and Vietnam. She wrote their adoption stories in Children of Dreams.


Monday, January 19, 2015

Latest Review of Seventh Dimension - The King, Book 2, by Lorilyn Roberts




I (reviewer) received a copy from the author in exchange for an honest review.

The King is the second book in Lorilyn Roberts's Seventh Dimension series. Though this is a series, I feel that the books could be read out of order and be enjoyed just as much. At least the first two can.


Daniel is a Jew, albeit one who doesn't practice his Jewish heritage. He lives in Israel, and during the time we start the book they are in a middle of a war. To summarize these events, he opens a door and is transported to the Seventh Dimension.


If you don't know exactly what the Seventh Dimension is, you may be a little confused until the character figures it out as well.


The Seventh Dimension is an alternate reality, during the rule of Rome and the life of Jesus of Nazareth. The Seventh Dimension is just like your reality, complete with your family and possibly other acquaintances. The only difference is the time period, not to mention the fact that residents of the Seventh Dimension don't understand that you aren't from the same dimension as they are.


Characters are transported here to ... sort themselves out. To find who they are and figure out their relationship with God.


This book is similar to the story of the first book in the series in the way that it contains the same events, except told from a different character's point of view. From what I remember of the first book, the author did a great job of meshing the stories together; I didn't notice any inconsistencies between them.


I found the first part of "The King: to be a bit somber, but it seemed to more or less ease up after you got a few pages into it.


It was a believable and realistic story, and was well written.


I know this has nothing to do with the story itself, but I enjoyed the fact that most of the chapters were short; it made it easy to read while on a break.


While in the Seventh Dimension, Daniel experiences many miracles, all the while wrestling with his own emotions and opinions. I find that during the course of the book, Lorilyn Roberts does an accurate job portraying what it must have been like to live at that time, the wonderings and opinions that people may have had in response to the events taking place.


As we follow Daniel through his journey we see him change, sometimes for the better and sometimes for the worse, but at the end he makes the right decision and finds both who he is and who he wants to be.


Even if you aren't a particularly religious person, there are still elements of this book that you can enjoy. Especially if you like chariot racing, told from the point of view of the racer. I found that part of the book to be particularly interesting.


In the first book, I didn't particularly like the relationship between Daniel and Shale (the protagonist of the first book in the series). I felt that it developed too quickly and that the characters should have been focusing more on their spiritual lives, especially if they wanted to leave the Seventh Dimension. However, in the second book, you find that it wasn't pointless, and that it is conducive to the plot.

Overall I found this to be a well-written and believable book, slightly Narnia-esque in its concept, and enjoyable for young adults as well as adults.


By an Amazon Reviewer, Hannah. Visit this page for more of her reviews: 

Friday, January 9, 2015

Most Remarkable Nonfiction Book I've Read in a While - "The Equation, Book 1" by Malcolm Isted

I have been doing tons of research for my third book in the Seventh Dimension Series, The Castle, and I stumbled across a very unique book. It's not for everyone, but it will make you think.  It will make you think the guy is a fanatic, but once you start reading it, you will find it very hard to dispute his findings. I venture to say this book is one of those "sleepers" that hasn't been discovered yet.


Book Description:

Six days after 9/11, on the last day of the Hebrew year 5761 (in 2001), Wall Street’s Dow Jones Industrial Index crashed by a world-record 684 points. Exactly seven years later, on the last day of the Hebrew year 5768 (in 2008), a new one-day record was set when the Dow plunged 777 points. In both instances, the global economy was on the brink of financial Armageddon. 

This is now history, but what happens after this is prophecy – a prophecy of what will happen seven years later on the last day of the Hebrew year 5775 (in 2015). 

When I speak about history and prophecy, I mean that what happened and what will happen on these dates was, and is, an unavoidable certainty. If some are speculating about the outcome and the meaning of this strange, repetitive phenomenon, it is because they do not know that these precise dates on the Hebrew calendar are encoded in the Bible. 

I do not mean that through some obscure, private methodology, we can find codes in the Bible that point to these dates. Those who read THE EQUATION will see that they appear in every verse of the Bible, whether it is the Old or New Testament, and whether it is the original Hebrew, Greek or the numerous English versions! 

What does this mean? Why is there a secret timeline in the words of the Bible that has been deliberately designed to track the systematic destruction of the global financial system as we know it – and what will replace it? 

Whether we believe in the Bible or not, the immutable laws of probability invested in this timeline are telling us what many already know, that our fiat monetary system is in the final stages of a catastrophic collapse. What they do not know is when this is going to happen and what will follow. 
But THE EQUATION does know because it is based upon every word of the only book that knows the future. It is also based on the actual words that Jesus spoke concerning the day and hour of His coming, and not the mistranslated Greek words found in every Bible (a blatant and easily provable error using Strong’s Concordance). But for this great error that has become a foundational tenet of Christian eschatology (that no one knows this time), many would be prepared for what is to come. 

Whatever you may think about the content of this book, it would be wise to remember that two of its predictions have already been fulfilled to the day in the greatest stock market crashes in history. And because an infinite number of complex codes from the same source have proclaimed that the end of 5775 (in 2015) will also be fulfilled in the same manner (but for a different reason), there is no logical reason to doubt its message. 

Therefore do not say, “We have seen all these predictions before, and they never come to pass.” These codes have never been seen before, and they will be fulfilled because the timeline they have created is being fulfilled. This is what the prophet Daniel was referring to when he was told to “shut up the words and seal the Book until the time of the end” (12:4). The sealed words refer to codes, and the codes are the dates of the end formed by the words. 

My Review:
(Lorilyn Roberts)

This review is from: THE EQUATION: "But you, O Daniel, shut up the words and seal the Book until the time of the end; many shall run to and fro, and knowledge shall increase" - Daniel 12:4 (Codes of the Bible) (Kindle Edition)
I COULDN'T FIND ANYTHING in this book that deviated from my personal understanding of the Bible and tons of information I will spend some time PONDERING. I would recommend to anyone who is not closed-minded or insecure in his or her Christian faith or understanding. At the very least, it will make you stop and think: Am I ready to meet my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ?

*~*~*~*

I believe God put this book in my path to help me with a scene in The Castle and to develop the plot for the final book in the Seventh Dimension Series, Book 4, tentatively named The City. 

If you like books that make you think, consider buying this one! Purchase here.



Friday, January 2, 2015

"Food for Thought: Quick and Easy Recipes for Homeschooling Families" Free Today Through Sunday, 1-4-2015


I am removing "Food for Thought" from KDP Select so it's the last time to download it for free on Kindle for a while. 72 easy recipes, most available no where else because they are original with me. Enjoy good eating. CLICK HERE TO DOWNLOAD FROM AMAZON!

Lots of ideas for homeschooling also






THREE-CHEESE QUESADILLAS



4 SERVINGS

1 tablespoon butter
4 flour tortillas (8 inches)
2 ounces cream cheese, softened
1⁄4 cup shredded sharp cheddar cheese 1⁄4 cup shredded mozzarella cheese
2 tablespoons red chopped onion
1 tablespoon minced fresh cilantro
2 teaspoons chopped ripe olives
1⁄4 cup salsa
Sour cream, optional


Spread butter over one side of each tortilla. Spread cream cheese over unbuttered side on half the tortillas. Sprinkle with cheese, onion, cilantro, and olives. Fold the other half of the tortilla over the mixture, buttered side up.

Cook on a griddle over medium heat for 1-2 minutes or until cheese is melted. Cut into wedges. Serve with salsa and sour cream if desired.


THREE-CHEESE QUESADILLAS
FOOD FOR THOUGHT


“Your talent is God’s gift to you. What you do with it is your gift back to God.”
Leo Buscaglia, American Author and Motivational Speaker 


STUFFED BELL PEPPER



4 SERVINGS

4 bell peppers
1 medium size container salsa sauce
1⁄2 pound cooked ground beef
1 cup cooked rice
1 cup shredded cheddar cheese
1 tablespoon taco seasoning mix Salt and pepper to taste


Put bell peppers in boiling water for a couple of minutes to soften. Cool. Slice off the tops. Mix all the above ingredients together except cheese and spoon into the bell peppers. Top with cheese. Put into oven and cook at 350 degrees until the cheese is melted and heated through. Serve immediately.


STUFFED BELL PEPPER 
FOOD FOR THOUGHT

“A child who is allowed to be disrespectful to his parents 
will not have true respect for anyone.”
Billy Graham, Evangelist 

Monday, December 22, 2014

What is Your Most Memorable Christmas?

I shared my most memorable Christmas a couple of weeks ago with the women at our annual Christmas event and thought I would post the excerpt here from my memoir Children of Dreams. May God bless you and your family this holiday season.





“It’s Christmas, isn’t it? She answered, “Your custom?”

“Yes. Can I open it now?” I asked.

“Yes, please do.”

I unwrapped the small gift and hidden inside were two handmade white doilies, one for a cup and the other for a plate, lined in green stitching along the outside edges.

“Thank you; they are beautiful.”

“You are welcome,” she beamed back. It was a special moment in what otherwise had seemed like a gloomy day.

“Merry Christmas,” I said. “I am sorry you have to work.” I knew she had two kids at home, but I wasn’t sure if they celebrated Christmas.

“It’s okay,” she said.

We said good night, and Joy and I headed back up to our room. I thought we would spend a quiet evening watching CNN and MTV, but as always, at least for me, there is the rest of the story. After feeling sorry for myself and moping around for an hour, I called the Murphys. It was late enough I hoped I wouldn’t wake them up, but I couldn’t wait any longer.

“Merry Christmas!” I shouted excitedly into the phone. A lot of love can be shared in a short amount of time. Manisha was happy to talk to me and told me about all the things Santa had brought her.

“When are you coming home? I miss you,” she said.

“I miss you, too, Honey. I will be home soon.”

I thought in my heart, though, not soon enough. Tears welled up in my eyes as I regretted that I couldn’t be with both my daughters for Christmas. Jenni had shared the pictures of Joy with Manisha and I hoped she could focus on meeting her new baby sister. It was a short conversation, but I felt better having heard her sweet voice across the ocean, reminding me that although we weren’t together in person, she was with me in spirit.

As I watched television feeling homesick, I heard noises outside, louder than the usual honking of horns and vehicular traffic. I picked up Joy and we walked back downstairs to the lobby. I felt excitement in the air with faint Christmas music barely audible above the sporadic street noise.

“What’s going on?” I asked the young lady who had given me the gift earlier.

“It’s the Christmas celebration,” she said.

What celebration? I thought to myself. Vietnam is a communist country and they don’t celebrate Christmas, or so I thought.
I quickly ran back up to our room, grabbed our coats and stroller, and carried Joy down the steps into the cool night air. I could see crowds up ahead on Hue Street walking toward Hoan Kiem Lake. 

We joined the crowd, and as we approached, Hanoi’s version of Christmas spread out before us. The lake was decorated with Christmas lights, and a large Christmas tree adorned with presents took center stage. A cardboard Santa Claus was displayed near the tree. A little baby swing decorated in a colorful leis was set up to take pictures.

Crowds gathered in the streets wearing red Santa stocking caps and carrying balloons. I couldn’t decide if the “party” resembled a parade or people gathering for a concert. A festive, family atmosphere filled the air, and the lake was packed with Vietnamese families.

I was excited to have something to do. Uplifting, holiday music wafted from the loud speakers over the noisy crowd. I wanted to know where the music was coming from. It had a sweet-sounding familiarity, like a piece of chocolate to a hungry soul. I wanted to grab it and not let go.

In such an anti-Christian country, I never thought I would hear Christmas music broadcast in downtown Hanoi. Many of our Christmas songs have a message of “tidings of great joy,” with Jesus as a baby in the manger. Even though the celebration was steeped in commercialism, the familiar words from Christmas carols filled the air, giving me hope that all was well with my soul. I pushed Joy in her stroller to the nearby church a few hundred feet from where the music came.

My soul was enraptured with joy, a balm for my homesick heart. I longed to be with friends and family. Here I could sing in harmony, filled with the Christmas spirit, enveloped in oneness with those around me who were here for a different experience, but so far from home, I welcomed Christmas in another culture.

For a brief moment, I understood Ephesians 4:5. There is unity in the world, “one body, one hope, one baptism, one God and father of all.” I felt a connection to the Vietnamese people. For some, this might be the only testimony to the risen Savior they would ever witness, but as Isaiah 55:11 says, “My word…will not return to me empty.”

God had given me a taste of Christmas in Hanoi that I would always treasure. We returned to the Lake and I took Joy over to the Christmas tree and swing. She was intrigued with the bobbing balloons tied to the Santa and stared wide eyed at the Christmas lights strung around. 

I handed the camera to someone to take our picture. Standing in front of a cardboard Santa Claus, the bittersweet moment was captured, now kept in the scrapbook that I had won years earlier, a memoir to the past I didn’t want to forget.

Today, as I remember that night, fifteen years later, I thank God for all the Christmases we have had since then. Jesus is the reason for the season. Let us be thankful for what He has done for us and praise Him with the heavenly hosts. Christmas is magical even for adults!