- I am a wife, daughter, mother, bilingual teacher, poet, author, women's Bible study teacher, world traveler, orphan advocate, and an adoptive mother. Our adoption journey has been filled with a lot of hurt and loss, along with even more hope, grace, and healing. Through it we have experienced more of God than we ever bargained for and have watched Him miraculously redeem our story when we surrendered all the broken pieces to Him.
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Wishing a very special boy a very happy birthday today. Three years ago this very day I thought I heard his voice for the last time. I thought it was final when I said goodbye, told him I loved him, and hung up the phone. I thought it was over, and all I could wonder was "why?". Why did we ever have to meet, just so we could dream and hope and love, and then watch it all come crashing down? God always knew, though, that our story wasn't even close to being over. For reasons I couldn't understand, God just would not let me let that child go. I never imagined that we'd be here, three years later, fighting for that boy all over again. I still don't know what the future holds, nor have I even allowed myself to assume a certain outcome. All I know is that God is working out all things for good and that He still has a purpose for that precious boy in our lives. I treasure those four days we had together in the summer because they were a gift that we didn't even know was coming.