I loved my time at Grace House. It was full of so many sweet and innocent memories....I was able to hold little Nom in my arms as she cried since she missed her mom; we were able to teach the girls the concept of the 3 M's regarding how they should first know their Maker, then Myself, and then Mate; I listened to them sing their praises to Jesus as they proudly sung hallelujah in Thai; I can't even remember the number of times I played hand games; I would hold little Shalom in my arms as all he really needed was physical affection.

Here are some of those sweet memories. We made it to share with them as a parting gift.