Today is the first day of December!! Can you believe it? Well, I need to give some praise to God for answering specific prayers today and some thanks to some people who brought donations or dropped them by my house today. It was a blessing. Today was one of those days when I could see the hand of God all over it. I was actually anticipating what God was going to do. As I am nervous and anxious about leaving my kids and dog for a whole week, I am excited about meeting Justus for the first time. I've been gathering goodies for surprises for the kids while we're gone and writing out little notes. Today, we went to GoJo-an Ethiopian Restaurant in Nashville. I needed to try out some food b/c I've only had injera and watt a couple of times and that was years ago when Trevis' aunt and mom would fix it. You see, Trevis' mom and her sisters lived in Ethiopia for just about half their lives b/c their dad was in the military so they spoke fluent Amharic and could cook up some Ethiopian cuisine (I wish she was with us today. She passed away from breast cancer in 2003). I was just a teenager then (when they would cook), so I didn't have the appreciation for what goes into preparing that meal like I do today. ok...I learned that there were a few dishes that are not quite so spicy for me...little weakling that I am when it comes to hot food. I still have peanut butter and crackers for backup though. :-)
Ok...so this is the real reason I'm typing this post.....I was on my way home from GoJo when I heard this Christmas Song by Toby Mac. It is totally about orphans!! You've got to read the lyrics. Click play, but don't forget to pause my music at the bottom of the page first.
What do you think?!? I LOVE IT!
I couldn't help but think about Justus and wish he was at home with us this Christmas, but very thankful that we are going to get to see him before Christmas. I thought of the millions of other children that do not have a "real" home this Christmas....no one to love them, no cute Christmas pjs, no one to read them Matthew's account of the birth of Jesus, or just tuck them in at night. I pray that many more would heed the call and open up their home to love a little "Johnny" or "Justus".In the meanwhile, I'm thankful for the angels who minister to all their lonely hearts.
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