Monday, September 15, 2008

A Five Year Old

I've told God time and again what a good idea it was to give me another child. If it hadn't happened all His way and in His timing, I never would have thought of it myself. He made it happen in a miraculous way. Tomorrow Kathryn starts a new job. Qavah and I will spend the day together. Since getting our adoption papers, I have begun a search for a new medical team for Qavah. I am no longer a "foster parent," but a parent looking for answers and I will not stop until I get some. I have several calls in to UVA Medical Center, and expect to be taking Qavah there for extensive testing. I can't think of a better way to use my time than helping Qavah overcome some of her physical challenges.

In the meantime, I have the joy of teaching a smart little girl all about God and everything He made. One Sunday she went to children's church and came back to sit with us for the closing of the service. She was carrying what looked like two bowls stapled together. The top bowl was inverted like a lid with rainbow-colored pipe cleaners in an arch across the top of it. She sat down beside us and in a whisper said, "Mommy, I made Noah's Ark!" Sure enough, I could see how it looked like a little boat with a rainbow stretched across the top. Then she said, "God saved the animals in here, but I ate them all." Inside the bowls were crumbs that were remnants of animal cookies. As I laughed discretely through the rest of the service I thought, "See, this is why it is fun to have a five year old again."

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