Feet have always been an obstacle for me, that is until I got my girls.
I hid my feet for many years because I was teased about them as a young girl.
However, when we brought home our first daughter, Rayea, at 18 months, I learned that love could be transmitted through the feet!

The only way I could soothe Raeya the first two sleepless weeks was to rub her feet. This was a wonderful lesson learned because the foot rubbings for our second daughter who did not like me for awhile, proved to be our connection as well.
Tonight as I painted the girl's toenails burgundy, pink, blue and purple, I marveled at the differences of their feet. Feet that I knew resembled the feet of their birth parents. Oh, how I would love to meet their parents, thank them, and introduce them to the most wonderful gift a person could give.
I pray for their birth parents.
I pray they are saved.
If not, I pray for their salvation.
I pray for the one whose beautiful feet will bring the Good News to them.
(Romans 10:15 NLT).
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