While most of you are tucked away in your beds sleeping...
I am AWAKE
It is an every night occurrence
From the moment that Cameron suggested we request information on the twins
my mind will NOT rest
As soon as I tuck my three little ones into their cozy beds, my mind immediately
travels to a place thousands of miles away
My heart and mind LONG to know
are these precious babies going to bed hungry
do they feel safe
has someone hugged them at all today
do they know they are loved
did someone tuck them in or do they even have a bed to sleep in
when they cry out at night, does someone run to comfort them
baby boy is coughing in the video that we received...is he still sick?
are they cold, lonely, scared?
The questions swirl through my mind faster than I can grab hold of an answer
The knowledge that THEY ARE OUT THERE...in a country that is known for its danger
Oh, this mommy yearns for the day that I can know they are tucked in and sleeping upstairs, I long to know that I can sing them to sleep when they cry out at night.
We long for the day that we can wrap them in our arms and let them know THEY ARE LOVED.
We want to wrap baby boy in our arms and get him the medicine he needs to feel better.
We want them here with us
On the nights that the distance seems to far I am reminded that the Father is lovingly watching over and caring for these precious babies more than I ever could imagine. He loves them far more than I can comprehend and has loved them before I even knew them. He created them, loves them and longs for relationship with them.
In the midst of the chaos that lies in Congo...HE IS OUR MIGHTY WARRIOR, SHIELD AND DEFENDER
In the sorrow of the lonley nights in Congo...He IS the FRIEND THAT STICKS CLOSER THAN A BROTHER
In the worldy hunger they may face..HE is the BREAD OF LIFE
In sickness...HE IS OUR HEALER
In the orphanage where they wait for us...HE IS THE GREAT I AM
and HE IS THE SAME YESTERDAY,TODAY AND FOREVER
My arms are not more comforting than those of our Heavenly Father
My voice is not more soothing than the sound of HIS precious whispers of love
My home is not more safe than the palm of His hand
Sweet babies,
We are coming. We can not wait to hold you, show you how much we love you, and most of all we can not wait to tell you about your Heavenly Father that watched over you while we were on our journey to find you. We can not wait to lead you to the One who knit you together in your mother's womb and set you apart for such a special purpose!
You are special, beautiful and such a treasure!
Holding you in our hearts! MOMMY
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