Can't stop thinking about this book....

This morning I woke up early again....Lots of things running through my mind from our time in Ethiopia...The morning is usually the quietest (is that a word?) time of the day for me to think and pray....(By 7:45 p.m....I'm falling asleep at night. I"m still quite jet-lagged and confused on the time zones.) This morning, I thought about this book and I couldn't get it out of my mind....Have you read it?

I saw it at the orphanage that we made a brief stop at on our trip....We walked all the little toddlers and preschoolers into this room. Some sat on our laps...Being the book nerd that I am, I had to go pick out a book from the shelf up front to read to the little ones on my lap and around me. I was surprised that there were books. Of course, they were all in English, so the only time they are read to the children is when visitors come. (mainly Americans). I was scanning the bookshelf initially looking for something easy...short when "boom!" this book stuck out like a sore thumb. I normally LOVE this book but something seemed very inappropriate about reading it in this context. I wanted to hide it...My heart sank....

Here's why....This book is about a baby bird who falls out of a nest. He goes in search of his mother and runs into all kinds of animals and objects and asks, "Are you my mother?". None of them respond like he hopes they would till alas at the end....he finds his mother.

As I looked at all these children filling up this room--mostly 2,3, & 4 year olds....Their bright brown eyes were wide and at times I felt they were surveying us thinking....."Are you my mother?" I wondered if by us visiting, it provides them with false hope that their mother might be coming......

Could you be their mother?

I thought about my little boy....How he was in that orphanage 4 months ago for a brief period of time...thankful that God interrupted me in my comfortable world to turn my world upside down to care for His children.....How he called me from Tennessee to Ethiopia to be a mother yet once again.
Thank you Lord!! And the joy I felt when I first saw his face at Hannah's Hope....Indescribable. Only God!

With Much Love,