I love lists. I love making them and I love looking at other peoples lists. And I have a couple new friends who are soon to leave for China to get their babes, and I promised them I would make a list of what was essential and helpful to pack for their adoption trips, what can be left behind, and what is best purchased in China. I figured maybe some other people would also like to read it as well.
Our little son just turned 3 years old last week and has been home with us from China for just over 2 weeks. He has a sweet little voice that makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. Now and then he repeats these two words in a happy little rhythm and sometimes in a sing-song, “Mama, Baba, Mama, Baba, Mama, Baba.”
I felt Florida's zesty salty air, jewel tones, rushing ocean sounds, sea creature neighbors, its dense places, quiet and loud, teeming with life of all kinds, welcome me home like dear old friends. The best part of course was being with my family, every moment with them treasured, every moment with them refreshing, like Florida.
I wept for the children dying in bombed out buildings, drowning in the sea. For the families torn apart, and the victims of the very terror Trump claims this measure will protect us from. I wept for the people who have been waiting to find a home after being forced out of theirs. I wept for the injury to our democracy, and our country. I read the words of Jesus that call for us to welcome the stranger, clothe the naked, feed the hungry, and care for the sick, as if those people were him, and then I wept for the injury to my faith as a Christian. So what do we do?