celebration

Today we went to a celebration party for some friends of ours who just adopted a little boy. I couldn't take my eyes off of him, he was so cute. They tried for years to have a baby, but instead God saw fit to give them this little precious gift.

I won't lie and say that it wasn't hard for me to attend this party and not feel a little jealous. I so wanted to adopt a little one of my own! As he was opening up his gifts (had he ever had gifts before?), tears came to my eyes when I thought of how his life will be different now. He won't have the heartache of the foster system, something that we see far too often in the public school system. He has a "forever" family who loves God and will share the most precious of gifts with him.

I am so happy for our friends, but at the same time, I thought that we would be having a party with our own little one. Obviously, that wasn't meant to be. I do wish, though that God would remove that small hole in my heart where it has broken. Of course, He can fill it with grandchildren......I think that would do quite nicely!