Pure and undefiled religion before God is this: to visit orphans and widows in their trouble, and to keep oneself unspotted from the world.
James 1:27
February 27, 2008
Fun and Lunch at Lucy's Diner
Wednesday was our Consulate Appointment. It is a very important appointment. Funny things is, we don't even go to the appointment. Our guide helps us fill out tons of paperwork and then she takes it to the US Consulate General here in Guangzhou. The officials there decide if all is well with your paperwork and make the adoption final and official AND agree to issue Laura's visa to enter the US. Well, we passed! We had to stay in our hotel room in case the Consulate needed to question us. But, no questions and at 12:13 pm Connie (our guide) called us to tell us we passed and were free to leave our room. So, we rushed down to Lucy's Diner to have a hamburger and fries. We ate outside and there is a huge paved area surrounded by a park and the Pearl River. The local people played this game with the boys as we looked on. If you look close in the first picture, you will see Luke sitting in the background watching John and Will. Laura watched as well while eating her french fries as well as Luke watched while picking his nose! We really were able to relax and celebrate at lunch. The sun was shining and it was cool outside. We are now ready to come home with out new daughter!
YOU DID IT! YOU DID IT! YEAH! (I'm singing the Dora song.) Well, give that baby a hotdog and call her American! All you got left is that weee little plane ride! Love ya! Jonya
Some would gather money Along the path of life, Some would gather roses, And rest from worldly strife. But I would gather children From among the thorns of sin, I would seek a golden curl, And a freckled, toothless grin. For money cannot enter In that land of endless day, And roses that are gathered Soon will wilt along the way. But oh, the laughing children, As I cross the sunset sea, And the gates swing wide to heaven I can take them in with me!
Author Unknown
I borrowed this poem from my friend Ellie's blog. It reveals my heart!
Laura December 2007
NEW PICTURE OF LAURA
Legacy of an Adopted Child
Once there were two women who never knew each other One you do not remember, the other you call Mother.
Two different lives shaped to make you one. One became your guiding star, the other became your sun.
The first one gave you life, and the second taught you to live it The first gave you a need for love, the second was there to give it.
One gave you a nationality, the other gave you a name One gave you a talent, the other gave you aim.
One gave you emotions, the other calmed your fears One saw your first sweet smile, the other dried your tears.
One made an adoption plan, that was all that she could do The other prayed for a child, and God led her straight to you.
Now, which of these two women, are you the product of?
Both, my darling, both Just two different types of love.
Unknown Author
Fu Juan
Laura's Referral Picture
LAURA'S REFERRAL POEM
Every child that is placed with a family through Children's House International gets their own special poem written for them and the members of the group try to guess from the clues in the poem where the child will live and who will be their forever family. Laura's referral name was Betsy, thus the title of the poem:
Tiny Baby Betsy
Tiny baby Betsy With the precious tiny ear, Listen very closely What is it that you hear?
Way off in the distance A place where oil overflows! Your family is excited! As YOU they get to know!
To wish upon a LONE STAR, Betsy, That you know they are coming soon To welcome you to their Fair Field Where newly twinned penquins croon.
You'll have older brothers, And a sister to love on you. With Mom and Dad to adore you more Than we can have a clue!
Your family loves you, Betsy, And will provide for your every need. Plenty of food and medical care Await you, yes, indeed!
So, dream your baby dreams right now And grow from day-to-day. Your family is getting closer! They'll come for you when they get TA!!!!
Laura and her Nannie
Laura at 10 months old
Another Child Waits
I've watched my friends go home from here, to their families, one by one, Yet here I stay thru all these years, Waiting for you to come.
I know that I'm not perfect, Yet they tell me that I'm bright, I just wish that you could only look, past what is wrong, to what is right.
I've watched my friends go home from here, I dream of how that'd feel, A pair of loving arms to hold me, Will this dream ever become real?
I know that I would be home by now, If not for fears of the unknown, Yet I have many of my own you see, In that you're not alone.
I've watched my friends go home from here, It's happening to Meili today, But wait! Her Mama has something for me, I take it and don't know what to say.
With trembling hands, I open the book, And peek at what's inside, A picture of a family, "Can this be true?" I cried!
I've watched my friends go home from here, It's my turn now, it's true, I linger at the gate for one last time, Then bravely walk on out with you.
A poem by Bev Schwab (an adoptive mother through Children's House International)
1 comment:
YOU DID IT! YOU DID IT! YEAH! (I'm singing the Dora song.) Well, give that baby a hotdog and call her American! All you got left is that weee little plane ride!
Love ya!
Jonya
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