"There is a boy who we think is about 8 years old who we call Chris. He has bilateral cataracts and is a very, very smart and bright boy. He has taken a special liking to our guide/translator. She is very tender to him and you can see that what is between them is very special. Today had found out that we will not be at the orphanage tomorrow because we are going shopping (more on that in a bit). Then Friday we will only be here for a half day before we leave. He began to cry big tears. Our guide took his face into her hands and was able to tell him about a heavenly father who will never leave him. He is always there. She was able to tell him much more. There was another little girl sitting close by and listening. On one hand this is a super praise. We have been praying for these children every day, that some day they would know the heavenly Father. But we couldn’t imagine how that message would ever get to them. And here God presented her with the perfect opportunity. She said, “I had to tell him.” Please pray that this would grow in his heart. That what he may not fully understand now, he would tuck away and that the Holy Spirit would use it in his life in a powerful way."
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Meet Chris
Monday, January 17, 2011
Now just incase you can’t tell, it’s a set of Angry Birds made from toilet tissue rolls. Seriously. The boy loves to play Angry Birds on my i pod, so on a whim we put these together. He has played with them for the better part of the day. TP roll birds could probably be used as evidence that I am in fact cracking up, but at least (for today) my i pod isn’t covered with sticky finger prints. And that, as Martha would say, is a good thing.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
As many of you know the last few months of 2010 were eventful, huge, difficult, devastating, amazing… It is impossible to choose just one adjective to describe. In September Charli Grace received a cornea transplant in her left eye. We found a gifted surgeon in
On October 25 Charli awoke with her eye terribly swollen. Fearing the worst (rejection of the cornea) we rushed her to
To call this an emotional roller coaster would be an understatement. I have asked some hard questions and been in some pretty dark places. But as this story unfolds God’s grace shines through on each page… even the really crappy sad ones. Literally hundreds of people, from Holiness sisters to Benedictine monks, have prayed for Charli and our family. Our family and friends showered us with love and kindness in countless ways. My 3rd grade class even organized The Charli Grace Foundation (complete with officers) during my absence.
And Charli… sweet, amazing, stubborn, strong, brave, Charli… She’s the hero of the story. At one particularly low point I wondered if she would ever be the same after such trauma. But praise be to God, her spunk and spirit continues to amaze everyone around her. I’m glad to report that she’s back and…
Is this the way that I had planned for things to go? No way. Have I had angry moments where I cried out WHY? You bet. Is God good? Does he want what is best for us? Yes and YES, even when it is hard to understand. We're hanging on to that hope with all that we've got.