With our nephew coming home soon, I remembered this little poem from when we were waiting...
Every call has a beginning
A quiet moment when God
whispers a promise to a mother's heart.
A holy place where a father bows and faithfully accepts
the journey set before him.
A miraculous morning that unexpectedly dawns.......
Casting its first light on a chosen threshold.
A gentle knock...a closed door opens.
A sacred invitation sent by the Father...
Leads to the other side of the world.
Where lonely hearts stare out orphanage windows
Praying for someone to care....
And then one morning,
On an ordinary day
An orphan's life changes......
And God sends them a second chance........ Through you.....
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