January 04, 2011

Heavy Hearted

I was so honored to get to speak today to a group of influential business leaders about the humanitarian crisis in the Congo.  I am so passionate about sharing my love of Africa.  I love showing people what they can do to aid vulnerable orphans there.  I love telling people how beautiful and resilient the Congolese people are.  In preparing my presentation, I looked back at my pictures from the orphanage that I visited.  I couldn't stop looking at my sweet Eron.  She was this beautiful, little girl who wouldn't let go of me at the orphanage.  I loved her instantly and from the moment I saw her, I pictured her being in our family. 

About 3 months after I got home with Miles, a friend traveled to the orphanage and took Eron a new dress.  My friend sent me pictures of Eron in her new dress.  My heart cried out as I saw "my" little girl looking so adorable in her new outfit. But a couple of months ago, when another friend went to the orphanage, Eron was not there.  I know that she wasn't adopted as we know all of the adoptions going on within that orphanage.  Deep down, my soul hopes that a long lost aunt or a grandma came to take her home, but I know that it is much more likely that Jesus came to take her home. 

Even though this news came to me months ago, looking back through Eron's pictures, it hit me like a ton of bricks.  It serves to me as a reminder that each and every one of these children are precious.  They are not only somebody's child, but each one is His child.  Each on is beautiful and unique and each deserving of a family to love them.

My Eron- you are a beautiful daughter of God.  



Eron in her new dress

"This child must know that she is a miracle, that since the beginning of the world there hasn't been, and until the end of the world there will not be, another child like her."- Pablo Casals


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