A bright happy new...

 

 Tulips! They mean spring is here. Glorious spring when all things become new again. 

My Tulips hold a little bit of magic for me. They always bloom right at the perfect moment. Last year,  they bloomed on the day of our first home study visit. 

This year, I thought they might bloom  for our first visit from our social worker, since coming home. The visit was last Wednesday, but no tulips. 

No, they had something better planned. 

They will open in the morning! 

Easter morning! 

I can count on my tulips!  I know they will bloom every spring. 

There are a lot of things I can count on. 

I have always had food,  clean water, and a roof over my head. 

I know my parents and grandparents love me unconditionally. I know that Jesus loves me. That he died on the cross for me and all of you. 

This is Chu's first Easter. His first Christian Holliday of any kind. He knows nothing about Christ. He knows nothing of unconditional love.  He has had so many care givers in his life. There's been a whole lot of people and very little attention. 

He might be expecting us to take him back in a few months. 

He might be looking at the new person that walked in the door and think they might be a better momma. 

He might smile really big just to get food and not because he's happy. 

He might be wishing to be back where things are familiar. Where he understands the language. Where everyone has dark hair. Where there's a very strict routine and he knows what's coming next...

Except the food... A full belly might just...mean love. 

Which is why we are kindly asking that you don't feed Chu. That only His momma and babba feed him. That no one holds him but us. This is called cacooning. We are making Chu's world small but full of us and love. 

Give us time to teach him that all the new  things going on around him are a good new. 

A bright happy new like tulips. 

A new that Heavenly Father wanted for a precious, special little boy. 

And how perfect that Chu's first Holliday is Easter. 

Happy Easter! 

The tomb is empty. 

He is risen!

Update: Easter morning. 

Open to recieve the light...

A Son

I woke up this morning to three little ones yelling in unison, "Mommy and Daddy wake up it's Easter day!" As I lay there wrapping my tired brain around the fact that it was indeed Easter morning I listened to the birds singing. My littlest was fast asleep in between Shane and I. I snuggled her closer to me and listened to Shane snoring along with the birds. I could tell it was going to be a beautiful day!

We have always made our little ones come and get us before running to see what the Easter bunny /or Santa has brought them. Today wasn't any different. I like to be ahead of the kids so I can capture that moment of complete happiness on their darling little faces. If you don't already do this you are most definitely missing out.

The children dug into their baskets with glee. The girls trying out their new bonnets and Q was terribly happy for his Gorilla snot hair gel. Ha

Lydia Rose our littlest one was much more into everyone else's basket then her own. We all laughed as she toddled from basket to basket to explore.

I couldn't help but think of another little one all the way around the world who might night get to toddle around outside his crib, let alone look inside baskets. Who woke up this morning not knowing it was Easter.  Not knowing that his Momma and Baba were loving and missing him before we've even met him. Not knowing that the Easter bunny left him a basket in our home. Not knowing that he is a prince. That he has a heavenly father who loves Him too.

That's right. We are adopting!

 I can't tell you a whole lot right now. I will tell you it all eventually. I can tell you he is in China. Despite seeing 100's of little orphan's faces, when I saw this little face, I knew God had chosen this little fellow for us. He is beautiful, in our opinion,  and special. We will be blessed to call him son (ai tz) and brother (didi). Not the other way around.

Until he comes home...I am thankful to know heavenly father is watching over him. I'm very thankful for a father in heaven who gave his own son to save us all so long ago.