Today, I am thinking about Christmas and our future little one. At this time next year, they might be home with us. But for this year, right now, they are probably in an orphanage. Without parents to snuggle them and read them the story of Christmas, without grandparents and aunts and uncles to spoil them with gifts and attention, without cousins to run around and be silly with. Our little one is in South Africa, practically all alone. Feeling like there is no one in the world to take care of them and love them unconditionally. It breaks my heart.
I am helpless to do anything but pray. Pray and have faith in what I know to be true. That God is watching over them because I cannot. That He loves them more than I ever will and He will protect them. I pray that someone in that orphanage is taking special care of them until we can claim them as our own. I pray that they are getting enough food and medical attention. And I pray that God is preparing their little heart for a new family and a new life.
Our little one does not have a name, a face or even a gender yet. But they are already in our hearts.
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