I want to tell you about a boy.
my sweet baby Prince.
he has stolen my heart.
he belongs to one of the cooks that works with the widows we have been visiting. when we went on the first of February I could tell that she was exhausted. I wanted her to enjoy the day, worshiping with the women she works with. she would half heartedly dance and when asked to do more she would point to her baby that was wrapped around her, attached to her back. so, I asked if I could hold him. he fell asleep shortly after & I ended up holding him the entire time we were there. he captured my heart. afterwards I wanted a picture with him and his mother… but I couldn't find her. one of the other cooks told me she went home but that she would return later. so I left him there, with the other cooks. & everything was fine; that was completely normal.
but the whole way home I thought about the… possibilities.
I wondered what would happen if his mom never came back.
I let myself go to a place of wondering & thinking about taking sweet baby Prince in; to be my own. I thought about how he would travel with my team for the rest of the trip & how we would all take care of him. how we would all be a family. I thought about taking him home to my family & how much they would love him. I thought about how much love sweet baby Prince would get from me, my friends, & my family.
I eventually came back to reality. & I was glad that sweet baby Prince had a mom.
a mom that loves him very much.
however; I do feel like the Lord is affirming in me my desire to adopt.
I think he's preparing me for my own sweet baby Prince one day.
… even if that's years from now.
… I can't wait to give him all my love.
