It is 3 am in L@tvi@ and I can’t get back to sleep. A good time for a blog update. We’re snuggled into a little apartment with extra blankets. It’s cold here. And we’re sick. A 14 hour plane trip is miserable when you have a cold. But we’re glad to be here nonetheless. L@tvi@ is quite beautiful. There were many many trees and meadows, with splashes of fall colors as we travelled 2 and a half hours by car from northern L@tvi@, to Dz’s home town, and the location of our orphan court, in southern L@tvi@.
The sun is rising. My heart is reflecting on the past year as we make our way through morning traffic to the airport. My joy is overflowing at the reality that we will see Dz again soon. At the other end of this day’s long flight is a boy still wondering if we will come through; uncertain what his future holds, full of excitement and anticipation, yet a slight hesitation to believe it all, just in case. How I’ve wanted to reach across the miles and reassure him time and again… Believe it Dz, this journey is already set in motion! We are coming! And we have prepared a place for you!
“Mom, how do you spell believe?”
I look down at his journal and my heart melts with joy, because right there on his paper is hope found in his words, and the answer to “why?”…
Why we desire to keep walking the adoption road, enduring the spiritual battles, sacrificing worldly gain, and pouring love out for God’s little ones. This!