Micah Six Eight

YEP... STILL MISSING OUR LITTLE GUY...

In case you were wondering - the medicine used for cuts, scrapes and just about anything else skin-related is green.  That is what is on his shoulder.. Aaron carries a good bit of green medicine on his little banged up body!

Also, you may have noticed that Aaron is wearing hats in many of his pictures.  In his country, it is considered unhealthy for a child to go outside without a hat on.  I'm not sure how old a child can be before the hat is no longer required but I can say that we were fussed at by our dear landlady for not having a hat on Elijah. 

Quite a number of people have asked us about our financial situation...

In a nutshell.... 

     If we had stayed in country, we would have had enough to cover for all the adoption expenses since the cost of living in Aaron's region was so much cheaper than normal.  Unfortunately, coming home changed that equation.  We are now short by two plane tickets.  If we go back in the next few weeks (definitely the deepest prayer of our heart) then we are looking at additional costs of around 3,000 dollars.    We continue to be at peace concerning the financial part of this journey, knowing that God will provide.  Already people have begun to fill in the gap and for that we are amazed and humbled.   Our blog buttons are open for those who desire to make a donation. 

Over and above any financial need we may have, we beg for prayer for Aaron as he struggles with our disappearance.  He is not quite six years old and it is a heavy burden he carries.  For his entire life he did not have visitors.  No one came to see him.  He has been alone. 

For 7 special days, three people entered his world and loved on him.  Then we disappeared. 

On the last day we were there, as we were playing with him for the last time, he leaned his head onto my shoulder and for about 20 fleeting seconds I felt his little head rest against me.   He didn't know we were leaving at that point.  As I felt his little head against mine, I just wanted to weep in frustration and loss.  He has spent his entire life never having been hugged, held, kissed or loved on by a Mommy or a Daddy.  For seven days he experienced all of these.   He was starting to take some tiny steps to indicate to us that though the physical contact terrified him, he wanted it.  Sitting on Papa's lap to read a story was scary, but oh, so much fun.  Having Mama rub his back froze him in place with the sensation.  His little eyes would glaze over and he would sigh.  Sitting between the two of us took great courage on his part.   At first he just moved away, but on the last day we spent about thirty minutes like this....

Oh how sweet.  Sitting between Papa and Mama and building with the coolest toy ever... Magnetix....

PLEASE PRAY FOR OUR LITTLE GUY THAT GOD WOULD PROTECT HIS HEART. 

 PLEASE PRAY THAT GOD WOULD GIVE HIS CARETAKERS WISDOM AS THEY COMFORT AND ENCOURAGE HIM DURING THIS TIME. 

PLEASE PRAY TOO THAT OUR FACILITATORS WILL BE ABLE TO QUICKLY RESOLVE THE ISSUES THAT ARE KEEPING US FROM HAVING COURT AND BRINGING HIM HOME!