This post started in my head as “a letter to half my friends.” It was going to be a “Someone is going to be disappointed tomorrow” kind of post. And the title was based in the reality that I have friends on multiple sides of most of the campaigns: democrat, republican, independent, across the border, across the water. But I’m not sure I have the energy to write a meaningful “let’s learn to talk with each other” post.
I do have the energy to rejoice with our friends Rob and Megin.
Yesterday was Orphan Sunday. We saw a video in church. It talked about the 147 million orphans in the world. Kids who, as Megin would say, go to bed without someone to read them a book and listen to their prayers. When the narrator said, “What can you do?” I started to cry. I said “Rob and Megin brought Sitota home.” She used to live in an orphanage in another country. After two years of wrestling and wondering and weeping and wishing and working, she moved home. As I was watching the video, she was waking up for the first Sunday with her new brothers and sister and mom and dad.
I know that adoption isn’t for everyone. I suppose I would feel differently if I were one of those 147 million kids. Then I’m guessing I’d be pretty convinced that it was for everyone.
I know that bringing new people into your family is tough. I’m guessing Mordecai thought that too, when his niece was left alone. But he adopted her. And as Queen Esther, she saved her people.
As much as we all dislike religion, it’s hard to argue with this:
The religious observance that God the Father considers pure and faultless is this: to care for orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being contaminated by the world.
Today, I vote for Rob and Megin and the rest of my friends who voted with their lives for love.