Happy Valentine’s Day! Dad and I are thinking about you. I’m collecting links of cute valentine’s ideas for when it’s time to make some for your classmates. No boxed cartoon character Valentine’s for us! Someone gave us a bed for you this weekend. We haven’t had time to move furniture around, so it’s sitting in pieces in two rooms of our house, but we have it. We’re starting to get ready for your arrival.
We sent our paperwork over to Thailand. It’s probably still in transit, but someday soon, it will be sitting on the desk of someone who has the awesome responsibility of putting you and me together. We’ve been told that it could be months or it could be years until that happens. Geez, we’re having some serious discussions with God about it being years, but we know that He’s aware of the situation. (Sometimes He has to remind me.)
This has been an interesting month. God is starting to awaken something deep within me that I’ve never felt before and it’s all because of you. I can’t say that I never thought about people who felt like they were all alone before we started this adoption process, but I can tell you that your presence somewhere on this earth has made me acutely aware of those around me that have been “abandoned”.
These verses in 2 Corinthians 1 spoke loudly to me this morning:3 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.
I think I’m finally getting it. I think God is finally showing me how to tap into His eternal love- a love that is so vast and runs so deep that it defies all explanation. It’s not a love of obligation (“You’re family”) or a love of convenience (“I need you so I love you”). It’s a love that says, “I want to carry your burdens. I want to walk beside you, even through the hard times. I am committed to you, whatever the cost.”
Through you, little one, I’ve just gotten a taste of this love and I’m already hooked. In the past three weeks, I’ve had to stop myself from signing up to mentor a human-trafficking survivor and from “adopting” an 18 year old out of the foster care system so they have someplace to go at Christmas and someone to call when they don’t know what allergy medicine to take. One of my ESL students yesterday told me that she had to flee Sudan to Kenya when she was 12 without her parents. She hasn’t seen her parents since. She’s 21 now and she’s alone. I had to sit on my hands and bite my tongue from offering right then and there for her to come live with us.
I’m not saying that we’ll never do those things, but God is asking me to be patient. He wants me to do what I can. He’s asking me to love those that He’s already put in my life because someday (hopefully) soon, you’ll be here and, for a little bit, you will require my whole attention.
Gosh, I love you. More deeply and powerfully than I could have ever imagined.
I’m praying that you feel loved today, little one.
(To read more Dear Daughter letters, click here.)