Thank you all for your prayers! They have definitely been felt throughout the last few days in preparation for our new arrivals and all day long especially today.
Fifteen turned into nine, which is the exact number that God knew needed to come today, and the perfect number for this transition, as only He could have known. Nine new little additions to the GLA Toddler House are tucked into bed eye lids heavy and ready to say good-bye to this day. A long day of new acquaintances that will one day become best friends. A day of strangers helping to bath, wiping tears, giving hugs, serving meals, speaking words of comfort, faces filled with caring that will one day become “mothers”. A day filled with fears and emotions. A day that will mark the beginning of new chapter of their lives, that at this point they could not yet imagine. Adoption.
Picking the kids up this morning at the orphanage went more smoothly than I could have imagined. The numbers changed one by one as kids were called out from inside to come and meet us and be prepared to leave. Some came out, and then were decided against to send and went back inside, others came out and then had a sibling that wasn’t intended to go, but was last minute included (PRAISE THE LORD). The other kids were in school, and just as we were ready to leave had recess and rushed out to say good-bye to their friends and only by His grace seemed to “cheer” on their friends as we closed the doors and pulled away.
Twenty-five minutes later we were arriving at their new home. Hesitantly they surveyed the scene in front of them as our kids gathered around wanting to meet them and see who they were. Keeping physically close to each other at first they seemed solemn and unsure. But “quickly” in the eyes of the magnitude of this move they one by one decided that the play cars and scooters were too interesting to let their fears keep them away from trying out.
The 1-4 year old age range was a bit misconstrued and their ages actually range from 2-9 years. Well loved, but with just not enough means, their ribs, and shoulder blades protrude. And hugs are not yet soft, but will be soon. Nine year old Marie Laure’s tiny frame only weighs in at 36 lbs. Her hair cut short, due to the fungus on her scalp, she is not the world’s popular definition of beauty and somehow sadly enough I think she has felt it. We have already started her on an oral antibiotic which will helpfully rid her skin of the dozen or so infections causing her pain and bring her relief within a few days. Many of them have staff infections, fungus, and scabies, and we are so thankful that we have been blessed with medication enough to treat them immediately.
Tonight as they lay in their beds, clean, fed, clothed, and covered in cozy blankets on soft mattresses not one of their faces remained solemn. Nothing could contain their grins and giggles. The pain of their earlier good-byes was cast aside, even just for an evening, and their joy uninhibited radiated among them. We are so thankful for how smooth it has gone, how healthily they have shown their emotions this day, and how a peace has passed over them this evening as their heavenly Father whom they may not yet know carries them in His arms and watches over them as they sleep.
“He will defend the afflicted among the people
and save the children of the needy…”
Posted on Tue, February 15, 2011