Stuck in the third world
I'm sitting in an apartment in the Dominican Republic watching 4 year old Haitian twins (Jakob & Isaak) eat lunch...sort of. There's a lot of messing with each other and every once in a while food flies...which usually ends badly so we try to keep that to a minimum. My friend has been fighting her way through the adoption process with these boys for the last 3 years, and this earthquake, that has been such a tragedy for so many, might just end up being a blessing for them. I'll tell you more about them when this thing is over but wanted to share a few things while I'm here and thinking about it.
First - we Americans are blessed beyond what we even understand. To be free to come and go as we please is a freedom so many people don't know and never will. Having to wait on a foreign government, that doesn't know you personally and doesn't necessarily have your best interests at heart, to give you permission to take your boys home is...ummm...less that ideal to say the least.
Second - How amazing is our God that He can work all things together for our good in even the worst of circumstances (Romans 8:28)? So while we're here and this small family's future seems to be in the hands of strangers, it's actually secure in God's hands and He asks us to rest in that truth. Easier said than done sometimes but that's what we're shooting for.
Third - I refuse to feel sorry for anyone who doesn't get the iTouch they've been begging for (or other new expensive desperately desired thing) because the kids here play with sticks and bottle tops and have a heck of a good time with them. We are a spoiled, whiny nation and I'm not interested in playing along anymore.
I'll be back with more later but will you all please pray pray pray for us and the other kids stuck in messy Haitian adoptions who just want to go home.
His
Jamie
