“I pray because I can't help myself. I pray because I'm helpless. I pray because the need flows out of me all the time- waking and sleeping. It doesn't change God- it changes me.”
― C. S. Lewis
― C. S. Lewis
I believe in the sun even when it's not shining. I believe in love even when I don't feel it. And I believe in God even when He is silent. (quote found on the wall of a concentration camp)
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Words cannot describe the feeling. You leave, and your heart hurts. Your entire body aches for the ones left behind. You will never forget the smells. You will never forget the sights, the desperation of a little one reaching out to you saying.... love me... Please love me too. :(
You ache, because, if you could, you would pack away most of the ones you meet and bring them home with you, if it were at all possible. It isn't.
But why isn't it? If nobody wants them.... why NOT????
Why do they have to suffer so? Why ?
Babies rocking back and forth in cribs, neglected of a mother's touch.
Overworked orphanage workers, tired.....
Parents willing to love.....
Nobody can seem to connect in the strange world of International Adoption.
When we do, it is like the Red Sea Parting..... it is always a God thing. :)
Our children are not refuse. They are not throwaways.
They are angels. THEY are special.
We ache, we hurt, for those left beind. But we are not millionaires.
We are not even thousandaires. :)
We are not special.
We are not angels.
We are just parents.