Lately, I've been fighting back sighs every time I exhale on behalf of the beautiful children on Reece's Rainbow. I'm aching for them, for how much I want to be able to call them my brothers and sisters or one day my children, or watch them thrive adopted by parents in my own home town. How do you deal with such devastating pain (and their pain is so infinitely much greater than any I might feel on their behalf), yet still walk in the joy of the Lord?
I’m singing you a lullaby
That you will never hear
A bleeding love, a longing groan,
Are whispered in your ear
A sighing pain in you and I,
From distant, foreign lands
Are all that’s left from our souls’ cry
“Jesus, move Your hand”
Yet while we sorrow, still we serve
In ways we cannot see
God makes noble what was base
And Sings a comedy
The Voice that made the stars to dance
And brought the sun to life
Can I hear singing over you
all this dark, moonless night
His perfect love relieves your shame
And casts out all your fear
He’s singing you Love’s lullaby,
He makes your ears to hear
Dedicated to: Avery, Mara, Sofia, Maggie, Evan, Martin and so many many others.
It is foolishness to think that perhaps our compassion is superior to the compassion of the One who created it. Blessed be the name of the Lord.
That is beautiful. Great is His love and compassion- beyond understanding. And great is His plan for these children. Jeremiah 29:11
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