For the Babies in Africa...

I bet every parent has wondered it at one point... "am I doing this right?" I know I have. I mean - God brought one of His least to us and chose us to parent her... a little bit intimidating at times!

So I sometimes wonder - are we planting anything of worth in her? Anything at all? I mean, I know that I think her digging "No Sleep Til Brooklyn" is worth it... but what does God think?

Just when you might let the feelings of worthlessness drown you - God comes through with a little glimpse of what's going on in their tiny little heads.

Like Meron getting SOOO excited over the mounds of formula in our basement and wanting to point it out to everybody and anybody and let them know who it's for.

Or the checkout clerk at the grocery store trying to make small talk with Meron and asking her "Who are these strawberries for?" and Meron responding with:

"The babies in Africa."

The clerks face was showing confusion - mine was beaming with pride!

Or tonight - when Laura and Meron were heading back to the house and Laura asked Meron where she was going and she said "To my house." And then Laura said "Where is mommy going?" - fully looking for the same answer and yet Meron says:

"To Africa to feed and love the babies."

God - thank you for the incredible heart you lovingly built and placed inside our daughter. And thank you for these little glimpses into her soul... it is both refreshing and reassuring to know, believe and understand that her growth in body, mind and soul has very LITTLE to do with us and EVERYTHING to do with you.