Thursday, January 31, 2013

Redemption Whispers, anyone?

I am always amazed at the responses when someone posts on the adoption forum that I read, "Which orphan is special to you?"  There are some kiddos from Reece's Rainbow that are favorites to just about everyone.  But then, after those few, the variety is amazing!  God lays different children on each person's heart.  Some I look at and I think, "That little face wouldn't have even stood out to me."  Yet, to that person, it is the most beautiful little face they have ever seen! 



I am always so thankful for each little one who has someone that is absolutely crazy about them.  Sometimes it turns out that God is whispering the word redemption to them, but they don't realize it until later.  I have learned to praise my Savior for every time I have heard those redemption whispers.  It is like the moment you just find out you are pregnant - you are so in awe and so in love, even though you have never seen that little one face to face.
 
But I am even more amazed at those advocating for little ones that they don't even have the hope of adopting.  It is one thing to shout for a child while thinking, "Maybe I am her Mama.  Maybe God made him for me."  There is a hope to fuel their shouting.  But those that shout for these little ones that they know they cannot adopt - that is truly sacrificial love. 
 
My oldest daughter loves little Sonny.  He is in a country that just recently closed its doors to Americans adopting....and we wouldn't qualify to adopt him anyway.  But how she loves him....her love and prayers for him have rubbed off on all of us....

 
Sonny will always have a place on our wall and in our hearts.  We will pray and shout until he is finally found!
 
Just recently, God pressed another little face on my heart.  Honestly, I had seen her little face  before, but I hadn't really stopped to see her.  It hurts very much to look at so many precious faces and stop long enough on each one to think, "This is a little LIFE.  A little SOUL.  She has hopes and dreams and tears."  The heartbreak is just too much to take for long.
 
Here is little Millie:
 
 
She is 8 1/2 years old.  She is in a mental institution in an EE country.  Why?  Because she has Down Syndrome.  Yep, her only crime is that she was born with an extra chromosome.  In her country, parents are pressured to give their extra special kiddos over to the government to "care" for them.  But in reality, they are sent to places where no one may care at all....or those who are supposed to care for them abuse them instead.  In horrific ways. 
 
It sounds like Millie is in a relatively "good" institution - but it is all relative.  It does not even mean that she is well cared for - it is just that they are not known for abusing the children.  She does not speak and is considered very low functioning - but honestly, that is probably due to being in an institution all her life.  All eight lonely years.  Why speak if no one talks back?  Why would her little mind grow with no stimulation? 
 
My heart just aches for these little ones.  I have a hard time with even the tiniest of hurts for my children....yet here are children that have no hope.  They don't even know that there is such a thing as a loving family.  I could not go on long without hope - yet these children do not know anything but endless days in the same rooms.  Rooms that smell of uncared for bodies and nasty food and dirty sheets and clothes.  Some may not even have a window.  Many, many never leave their cribs.
 
Please stop and pray for each of these little ones...choose your "favorite" and start praying...maybe you, too, will hear a redemption whisper!
 
 

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