Daddy-O (Kevin) is our guest blogger today; he shared his heart on Facebook today and made me cry. I hope it touches you as well….
“Pick me, pick me, please pick me” says the boy at the baseball field where captains are picking teams. Soon, recess will be over, and he knows he’ll be back in his desk. “Pick me, pick me, please pick me” says the boy at the orphanage who, for almost 5 years, has watched couples come to visit the only home he’s ever known. After weeks or months of daily visits, the couples leave with one of the “other” children, to be a “forever family.” The first boy in this story is me, as a 5th grader, being passed over and often picked last, due to my athletic inability. The second boy is our soon-to-be son, Simon, who’s biological parents left him at the hospital due to his physical disability. So he’s spent nearly 5 years at an orphanage, hoping a mama and a papa will come to pick him, someday! What Simon, does not know, is that his “recess” at the orphanage was about to end if God had not led us to him and allowed us to commit, emotionally and financially, to be his forever family, sometime in the middle of 2015.
There are many more hurdles to clear in the weeks and months ahead, but thanks to your prayers, kind words of encouragement, and financial support, we are undeterred in this rescue mission! Simon’s future roommate, our 7yr old Nole’ has started setting aside toys for his new “brudder” and insisted we put a picture on the wall on Simon’s side of their room.
“Pick me, pick me, please pick me” Simon says to himself, when he goes to bed at night. We already have, our son. “We’re coming Simon, your days without a forever family, will soon be done!”