I have lots of friends with some great blogs (see my sidebar and enjoy!), but I want to share a new blog that I am reading.
Waiting For Aamina is my cousin, Rachel's, blog in which she will be sharing her adoption journey on the baby girl they are waiting for who will be from Ethiopia. Also, she is handcrafting vintage jewelry and all the funds are going toward their adoption, so you'll have to check it out! She is working on getting her etsy shop up and running, so if you love jewelry you have to see this stuff...she is oh-so-talented!
Now, I have to share a cute little conversation that occured between Zora and I this week. She has heard me talk quite a bit about orphans & adoption because Joel's parents were actually both raised in an orphanage and spent some time in foster homes. We also have talked about some of our friends who have adopted children, and she is also very anxious to meet her new baby cousin, Aamina, from Ethiopia. On top of all of that, Zora and Lily both have been talking quite a bit about wanting another sibling (but Mommy says NO!). So, here is the conversation we had on Tuesday night...
Zora: "Mommy, what are we going to do tomorrow?"
Me: "I'm not sure. Why? What would you like to do?"
Zora: "I want to go to an orphanage in the morning and pick out a baby brother."
Me: "Well, sweetie, that's sweet, but why do you want to go to an orphanage. Do you not want Mommy to have another baby?"
Zora: "No, because God might give us a baby sister instead, and I want a baby brother!"
Joel and I were trying our hardest not to laugh hysterically while we explained to her that adoption is a very special process that can take a very long time and that there is a lot of paperwork and money involved. If only it were that easy, there would be so many more unloved children with loving homes!
I have to share another quick Lily moment as well...
We were sitting in service on Sunday night and the preacher was talking about Christ's crucifixion and how much He truly suffered for mankind. As he was describing it Lily crawled up in my lap and whispered, "Mommy, why did Jesus get nails in His hands and feet?" I said, "So that some day you would get to go to heaven and live forever with Him." She thought about it and then she said, "Will I ever have to get nails in my hands and feet?" "No," I said, "Jesus did that so that you would never have to because He loves you so much!" Upon hearing that her face broke into the sweetest, biggest, and most sincere smile I had ever seen. I could tell that even at the tender age of 3 she was truly amazed and grateful that Someone would do that for her. Think about it... He did it for you, too!