Almost nine months after the adoption failed, Julian sent me a picture of him and Laura together. I cherished that picture more than he ever knew, and it went up on the wall in "the empty room", along with other current pictures of the three of them that surrounded a wall hanging that said FAITH. My heart remained broken that summer as I still wondered why God let us meet those kids if we would never get to bring them home. And somehow I kept hearing a simple word--FAITH.
Have FAITH, Child. I'm still writing your story.
Nearly four years later, during Juan's first year home, we used that very picture to make a special cake to celebrate his siblings' birthdays. We chose April 16th to celebrate, since Julian's birthday was the 14th and Laura's was the 18th. We kept in touch with Julian, but we had no information on Laura. We have always made it a point to celebrate her birthday, though, every single year.
Today as we celebrate their birthdays once again, we are so happy to get to celebrate with Laura back in our lives this time, to actually wish her a happy birthday and tell her we love her. And we look forward with great anticipation to arriving in Spain three months from today to finally see her again. And as if thats not enough, as of two days ago, God officially made a way for Julian to be there, too, arriving just a few hours before us. I can hardly wait to see him again and to finally see all three siblings together.
This is one story I can't put down.
A story of death (a failed adoption), burial (grieving a lost dream, surrendering the loss to God), and resurrection (in so many ways)! How fitting to celebrate this resurrection story today on Easter, Resurrection Sunday.
Thank you, God, for your faithfulness.