I prayed with Isaiah last night before he went to bed. We have never said one bad thing about Zambia to Isaiah and always portrayed it as a wonderful place where went to get him. That is why this caught me so off guard.
Dear Jesus,
I have a mom. I have a dad. I have a sister. I have a Kate. I have a brother. I have a Will. I have a Hudson. I was sad in Zambia, then mommy came and got me and now I'm happy. And then Nona came. And pray for Martee's knee. In Jesus name, Amen.
It's like he is really expressing all these things in the last week or so. He has said 5 or 6 times, just out of the blue, "I have a family"
Very sad, but also so glad to hear him say he is happy. You always wonder what is going on inside a child that has experienced so much change. So thankful for that little insight into his heart, and so thankful for such a sweet son.
