4 months ago today my son discovered that the white woman pictured above his bed really did exist. His momma had finally come for him. As you all know that moment alone did not cure his broken heart, but it was a beautiful start.
***I sometimes skip videos because I am just too busy, but take a minute to scroll back up to this one. It is powerful. (Thanks Nancy for letting me know about this song. I love how it portrays so many things... adoption, orphan and widow care, and our own adoption by Christ all in one powerful punch.)