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Two Years Ago Today

Two years ago today, a little girl was born on the other side of the world.

Two years ago today, my life changed.  But I did not yet know it.

Two years ago today, there was joy, and I am sure confusion and sadness. Decisions were beginning to be made.

Two years ago today, God started to write our family into the story of another child.

Two years ago today, I was getting myself ready to go to my first Created for Care retreat; just hoping and praying that God would tell us in what direction to go.  We were waiting, waiting on Him.  At the time, I did not understand, but we felt like choosing our placement agency was extremely important.  That it HAD to be the agency HE led us to.  That weekend, He gently whispered our agency's name in my ear through many women. And even though I felt His leading, I knew that we still needed to wait.  The answer would not really come, clear and exact, for months. And of course it had to be so.  Because everything had to align.  The agency's partnership with a new orphanage.  Our dossier being sent to China. Our paperwork getting logged in.  And that little girl's file arriving at our agency just days after our LID.

Although I have questioned His timing more than I care to admit, His timing truly is perfect.

Two years ago today, a little newborn girl was about to become an orphan, but not forgotten.

And today, two years later, His goodness and grace and joy abounds.

Today is the first birthday that she gets to spend with a family.  It may be the first time anyone has sung her Happy Birthday.  Balloons are hung, a cake is made.  Presents are wrapped.  Of course, because today is a BIG DEAL.  We rejoice today and celebrate her birthday because it is a testament to HIS faithfulness and love for each and everyone one of us.  We are never alone.  We are never forgotten.  We have a Father in Heaven whose love knows no bounds.  Whose love will go to the ends of the earth to seek and save the lost, the forgotten, the marginalized.  Whose love sets the lonely in families.

Today, I think we will sing happy birthday to our precious little girl until we are hoarse.  We will live it up today.


Happy, Happy Birthday, my precious daughter.  Your family loves you!

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  1. Happy birthday, Felicity!!! How beautiful and blessed you are. I'm so so glad you get to celebrate with your family this year!

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  2. A most happy and blessed birthday to you all! What a treasure!

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  3. So glad that I got to be with you in prayer on this journey!

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