Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Our Baby

I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. We had such a sweet time with family and friends in Nashville. And I have to brag on my dear husband. He preached at our home church and I know I am biased but, I thought he did a wonderful job bringing glory to our Saviour. Judah could not be home in time for Thanksgiving....BUT HE WILL BE HOME SOON!!!! Next Monday he will have his visa interview. And if all goes well with obtaining his visa (keep praying).....HE WILL BE FLYING HOME ON DECEMBER 9TH TO ST. LOUIS!!!!! The foster coordinator needed to come to the states so she will be bringing him with her! This is such a huge blessing that I do not need to go back to Africa. I think I will shout it again....HE MIGHT BE FLYING HOME ON DECEMBER 9TH IF ALL GOES WELL!!!

A sweet friend had reminded me about the movie, Annie, and that it might help our children understand a little bit more about adoption. So, Ryan and I made popcorn and all gathered on the couch and showed the other three little ones a filtered version of the movie Annie. At the beginning of the movie, Annie is looking out the window full of longing, singing a song about her own parents...wondering about them...trying to figure out why they left her. Little does she know that her parents were killed. These are the words of the song, Maybe:

Maybe far away
Or maybe real nearby
He may be pouring her coffee
She may be straightening his tie.
Maybe in a house
All hidden by a hill
She's sitting playing piano,
He's sitting paying a bill!

Betcha they're young
Betcha they're smart
Bet they collect things
Like ashtrays, and art!
Betcha they're good --
(Why shouldn't they be?)
Their one mistake
Was giving up me!

So maybe now it's time,
And maybe when I wake
They'll be there calling me "Baby"...

Betcha he reads
Betcha she sews
Maybe she's made me
A closet of clothes!
Maybe they're strict
As straight as a line...
Don't really care
As long as they're mine!

So maybe now this prayer's
The last one of it's kind...
Won't you please come get your "Baby"

Tears were literally streaming down my face as I listened to this song....to think that so many children out there are just longing, literally longing for someone to love them. I had this record as a little girl and would sing this song over and over. But, until recently I never really took the time to understand the meaning behind the words. I will admit this has been a hard journey toward Judah. And once he gets here there will be lots of adjustment for our entire family. But, I am so utterly thankful.........thankful that he is our son. Thankful to our Maker that He opened our eyes to this deep need around the world. Thankful to our Maker that He directed our path toward our Judah. Judah may one day wonder what happened to his parents, he may ask questions to which we will always be honest. But, he will never, ever, have to long for someone to take care of him or for someone to love him. For he is our "baby".


  1. So sweet and so true.....we are all God's babies and he loves us each so much. He wants us all to have arms to hold us and love us and kiss away our tears. God bless you. I'll be praying for the 9th!

  2. These lyrics are so sweet and bring back memories of watching this movie for me also. I will know think of them in a new way. So glad you had a good Thanksgiving. I know it will be awhile til you return to Nashville, but I can't wait to see you guys! I am fervently praying for all logistics to be smoothed out between now and the 9th! Wow! ONLY ONE MORE WEEK!

    Praise God from Whom all blessings flow!

  3. give me chills. a favorite old movie and a beautiful description. thank you for your sweet honesty! we are praying dec 9th is the day! and we're praying for a smooth transition for your entire family of 6!

  4. That song is so sweet and sad at the same time. I never knew the words to that. I am praying for the final details to wrap up without a glitch so that Judah can begin life with your loving, nurturing family. I thought Ryan did an excellent job also and I am not biased.