Rose

Today was a good mail day.  We got a flyer for industrial kitchen equiptment, which is always a good read for the hubby.  We got a magazine about Adoption, which is a good read for both of us; we got a letter from my parents, and we got a letter from one of our sponsored children in India.  No bills and no junk mail!  Sweet! 

Z was "playing hockey" in the backyard while I sat on the back step and looked through the mail.  I opened the letter from our sponsored child, and read the translatation of her note on the bottom of the blue page. 

   "Dear David and Shawn,
       Thank you for sending me a beautiful sticker and such a beautiful photo.  I have no sister or brother, but
       my brother Z is very handsome... God bless you, I love you.
                 From Rose... "

I burst into tears.  Z didn`t know what to do, so he burst into tears as well and then it was just a big cry-fest on the muddy step of our house.  Then, as if on que, the lady who had called to buy our exersize bike showed up early, and so I had to make up some excuse for why I was crying like a lunatic in my back yard.   
My heart longs to make my son a brother.  I pray every day that the Lord will send him a sibling to be in his life forever.  Sometimes the empty rooms in our house make me weak with sorrow, and seeing him playing alone in the backyard makes me sob into the pancake batter (we eat a lot of pancakes).

"my brother Z is very handsome...".  In my last letter to her, I told Rose that we think of her as our Spiritual daughter, and even though we might not meet her until Heaven, we love her and we hope that will do well in school and serve Jesus with her life.  Her letter touched my heart so deeply, that she would respond with such love for us, and for the little brother she doesn`t know.  Her words bring me comfort, in the depths of my soul, that regardless of what happens to us or if Z ever becomes a brother, that one day in Heaven he will be united with his older sister... and I will be united with my daughter. 

She has black hair and brown eyes, he has blond hair and blue eyes.  They are not related, yet in Christ, they are siblings.  She might never be in my arms, but she is in my heart.  Blessed be the Name of the Lord, for using a letter from India to remind me that I have not only a son, but also a daughter in Christ.  Praise the Lord.

“But blessed is the one who trusts in the Lord, whose confidence is in him. They will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never fails to bear fruit.” Jeremiah 17:7-8 NIV

Z and a friend check out the ducks in our backyard

There are lots of children looking for sponsorship through Gospel for Asia`s Bridge of Hope program.  Check out the website at www.gfa.ca.