Thank you everyone for the comments, scriptures and prayers! You have no idea what it means when you are a world away and just had an almost 7 year old girl birthed into your arms. Brad and I felt overwhelmed many times today. We know that He has raised you up back at home to support us in word and intersession. This sweet daughter that has been given to us is a broken girl. She is clearly very resilient but afraid of intimacy. This morning was rough between her and me. She did not want me to help her with anything. I finally lost it for a while. I needed to grieve over the rejection and let the Lord comfort my heart. After a good cry and conversation with my Savior my wonderful mother in law and I went shopping! It is amazing what a new coat and Dove chocolate can do! : Seriously though, God swept in and took over with His mighty hand.
It seems fairly typical that day number 3 can be pretty rough for these kids. Haddie just seemed to go from being open and happy to completely shut down within minutes. She did this for most of the day. Tonight after dinner I took her into a Christmas shop in the hotel and we oohed and ahhed at the pretties. She repeated a lot of English today and I got her to say Santa and "Ho Ho Ho". Pretty adorable! When we got back to the room she let me give her a bath and get her ready for bed. She was very warm and pleasant and I would even say, seemed to like me. LOL!
I was lying by her early this morning just praying over her and thinking about her little life. She was chosen for us and we were chosen for her. I have laughed the last two days about something our guide explained to us on the way to be untied with our children. She told us that some of us would be "the chosen one" and some of us would not. She explained that some of the children may only want mama and some may only want baba. She told us not to take it personal. She said we needed to take the responsibility and be a grown up. Do you remember the show, "Dinosaurs"? The baby dinosaur on that show used to whack the daddy dinosaur in the head and say, "Not the mama!" Boy, have I felt like I have been whacked in the head and told I am NOT THE MAMA! : But, I AM the chosen one! Our family has been chosen for Haddie. Let me tell you what breaks my heart.there are 143 million out there who tomorrow will wake up with the reality that they are not the chosen one. How many days did my daughter face that reality? NO MORE! Those days are over! It is her time! Just as her namesake, Hadassah, (Esther), she has been raised up for such a time as this!
Keep prayingwe thank God for you!