And whoever welcomes a little child like this in my name welcomes me.
When we first became aware of the desperate need of children with disabilities in Eastern Europe, we were moved to tears. We had no idea that children were locked away and treated as “defective” simply because they were born different from other children. Once we knew, we could not pretend to NOT know. These are God’s cherished children. These are “the least of these.”
Gideon’s sweet, hopeful smile drew us to his profile again and again, and this little boy soon filled our dreams and discussions. We are very eager to kiss his little head and wrap him in our longing arms and to shower him with love and to never let him go. He has been waiting too long, and we are working as quickly as possible to get him home. He has two brothers and a sister who are so excited to welcome their new “forever brother” home.
He is already so very loved.
Our God is a God of adoption. He is a God of redemption. He is a God of love and mercy. After all, He adopted me. He chose me. I was a foreigner. I was a mess. I brought my problems into His house. I was going to be a lot of work. But He did not leave me there. No. He rescued me. He took on my mess and my past. He gave me His name and a place in His family, FOREVER. And since God has chosen ME, chosen to adopt even me, then I choose Gideon.