Tonight, as I catch up on some correspondence, I come across one of the most precious people to me .... our "distant son", Getahun. As I begin to write to him, my heart breaks once again. How does a mother love from so far away? I have only come across one regret that I have while being in Ethiopia ... and that is much too little time with this boy that I love so much. While I am so grateful that he is in our lives . . . it is also incredibly bittersweet. There is so much I want to do for him, yet I feel so limited. What he longs for is family. Tonight, I pray .... Lord help me because I feel so inadequate.
I think of him as I prepare dinner and I would love nothing more than for him to share our meal. For tonight, a letter must suffice. I must continue loving him from afar . . . praying for him, writing to him ..... and never cease asking the Lord to make a way for more children like Getahun to have a family.
He calls me Mom ... I call him son ... how I love him.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Thoughts of my distant son
Posted by Shelly Roberts at 6:51 PM
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
I understand how you feel. I hope everything goes smoothly and that you are soon reunited.
Ugh. I know. I miss our sweet friend at Kolfe as well. It's so strange, knowing that he's scared. There's nothing we can do to help right now. Pray. But we can pray.
love
becca
Post a Comment