It’s December, folks. I can now officially listen to Christmas music without incurring the judgement of Jed. Our Christmas tree is up. The lights are on. The cupboard is stocked with staples of the season. Our hearts are full.
And we have hope.
This past Sunday was the beginning of Advent: the season of expectation, the season of longing for Jesus to come and make wrong things right; the season of searching for glimpses of God’s Kingdom come to earth.
On Sunday at our home, and across the world, millions of candles were lit. Millions of prayers were whispered. Millions of hearts were filled with hope.
We look back at all God has done thus far and our minds are blown. In two short (yet sometimes unbelievably long) years He has made so much wrong right.
-Hearts of directors have been opened and softened.
-Youth from our city have risen up and claimed this cause as their own. They have chosen time and time again, to spend time with their beloved boys instead of pursuing other things. This is not a project to them- this is their life together.
-Doctors and nurses and physical therapists and speech pathologists and many loved ones have traveled across the world to give of their time and talent to our beloved babies.
-Hearts of nannies have been won over. They may not understand why we do what we do, but they love us and they appreciate us. They are our friends.
-Two teachers from the town of Romaniv have been hired to devote their lives to the boys. They are opening the eyes of their neighbors.
-God laid our boys on the heart of a generous church in Switzerland- and a van was provided.
-One amazing boy now runs free. Cherished son and brother.
-Thousands of people ALL OVER the world have given and given and given. Provision abounds.
-Countless prayers have been prayed, day after day after day by so many believers in so many countries. “God come. Have your way. Set the captive free. Be near to the boys we love so much. Bring healing and hope. Your Kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.”
And we have hope.
Of course, there is so much yet to be done. There is so much wrong that has not been made right. There are injustices and there is so, so much pain. There are nannies who are cruel. There are people in high positions who do not understand. There is unbelievable suffering every minute of every day.
But we have hope.
God keeps his promises. God sees and He knows. God has not forgotten our boys, tucked away from the world for so long. They are tucked up right next to His heart.
And we are so full-to-bursting with thanks. Thank you for traveling this journey with us. Thank you for praying. Thank you for loving. Thank you for giving so incredibly generously. Thank you for carrying the torch of hope with us. Thank you for believing that these boys are worth fighting for.
“The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of deep darkness a light has dawned.” Isaiah 9:2
AND WE HAVE HOPE!