I'm home... jet lag, heartbroken, and weary.
Too weary to talk. People want to talk about it and I am just too weary. My heart is still wide open and bleeding to share. I knew it was going to hard to come back, but I just didn't know how much. I believe that my girl is born, and she over in China waiting for me. But now I am not only in pain waiting, I now know the conditions that she is in or could be in. I can't help the 100+ children that we saw, but I could help one.....
but God hasn't brought her to me, so I continue to feel helpless.
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