8:45 this morning. the phone rang, but i couldn't find the one phone in our house with a working caller ID. i risked the early morning conversation with a vacuum cleaner salesman and answered.
"allison?" it was the voice i've become so familiar with over the past year or so. but unlike the last call i took from patricia at that same time, this conversation filled us with joy. i squealed as she began to tell us about a baby in ethiopia who has been set apart for our family. family history, medical information, height, weight...and birthday.
june 26, 2010. the same as judah's.
is that the actual day of his birth? probably not. families and orphanage workers in third world countries spend far less time celebrating the day of a baby's birth and much more of it trying to sustain the child's life. but the uncertainty of that precise date doesn't mean that much to us. what matters is that we loved judah desperately. we lost him tragically. and god has blessed us graciously with another child to love, care for, and raise to know the love that the lord has for us, his adopted children.
much more in a few days...