Last Things

I’m writing this (as a word document), as we fly over Russia, just two hours from our arrival in Beijing. Throughout this flight I couldn’t help but think of the many “last things” that our precious son would be experiencing today…the last time playing with his two close friends, the last time eating with all of the other children at the orphanage, the last time living in a cold building devoid of heat, the last time going to bed without a mama and a daddy to tuck him in, and the last time living with those who speak and understand his first language. Some of these things are certainly good things to never have to experience again, but others, I’m sure, are painful lasts. I keep praying that his little heart would be able to contain both the sorrow and the joy of this time. We certainly hope that the orphanage staff has been preparing our sweet son over the past few days and weeks. But, we know for certain that by morning, he will know that his life is changing forever. In the morning, he will be leaving the home that he has known for the past two years, and he will be walking into a completely new life. Oh Jesus, I pray that David and I would be able to guide this amazing boy into the life that you have prepared for him. I know that we cannot do it alone. Thank you for the many others (Your people) who will now be a part of this precious boy’s journey with You.