Early this year The Lord opened the door to India, to another little one for our family.
Our children might come in a multitude of ways, with stories all their own;
each one The Lord allows will be longed for, deeply.
The wait has been long, and will still be longer, but God is good - all the time.
He holds open blinds in dark rooms, so that hope will be illuminated.
Over the course of the year, notes and treasures of love were given, phone conversations,
listening ears and openness to learning with us, gestures of great encouragement.
I am blessed, mightily. I have been illuminated by light leaks, reflections of God all around.