Her little arm is reaching out for something, maybe a hand to hold. Only eight short days and it will be held by her Mama and Baba. We have no idea what December 16th will be like for her, except she will meet us for the first time face to face. She has seen our pictures and been told we are coming, but can an orphan really understand what a family is, what love truly means, that her every need will be met. I know her care takers love her and their hearts will break too the day she leaves the orphanage, as she starts her new life in our family. I approach this day knowing as her parents we do what is best for her because we love her, even though these next few weeks may break her heart, leaving the only home she has ever known.
The Power of Words
Words have an incredible ability to lift, crush, support, hurt, love or heal the heart. Today, as we went to church, love was delivered in an unusual healing manner. And in the midst of picking up my children from their class, a sweet Chinese woman began admiring my adopted children after recognizing their shared heritage..... tears began to seep down her face. She hugged me and thanked me dearly for loving them. I could feel her soul was so touched by our children as she gazed deeply at them playing. Adoption, begins with brokenness and pain ........becomes redeemed because of a great love. Not our love.....Christ's LOVE. We are weak and humbled as we raise children. My only response was that this is what God calls us to and we simply love them. Her gracious heart and deep gratitude for adoption warmed my soul for adoption should be a natural part of our family as God adopted us into His....
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