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I See You

Since coming to Uganda, I have been able to witness so many beautiful sights. Uganda itself is the most beautiful place I have ever seen; the green and lush forestry, the Nile, Lake Victoria, the red clay dirt all make such beauty that my heart swoons after God, the Creator of it all. Yet, I have also witnessed beauty in the lives I come in contact. The most beautiful of stories involves a boy with the most beautiful smile, Eddie.

Eddie has three brothers, who are already in America waiting for him to come home. When the others came home, Eddie was unable to join them. However, the prayers never stopped. Eddie had a family waiting for him in America, and he believed God was big enough to bring him home. Tonight, we are praising God because Eddie will be able to go home! We had a bon fire, music, dancing, a pinata, cupcakes, and Russian candles to celebrate. The Redeemer House family was joined by four other adoptive families, and together we soaked in the glorious work of God as we prepare for Eddie to go home. I cannot express how blessed I feel to be apart of this final stretch for this family. I am beyond grateful to know Eddie, and to be his Auntie. And I cannot help by smile knowing Eddie will finish growing up in the area I grew up in, and will be able to see him every time I visit. Through every detail, God brings a blessing!
Being able to watch this story unravel has taught me many things about my God. There is an unconditional love in most adoptive parents that says, “I see you. I see all of you – your beauty to your imperfections. There will be hardships, but together we will walk through it. You are no longer alone.” Can anything get more beautiful than that? Yes. My Savior says the same words to me. And He sees everything! There is nothing my God does not know about me. He has seen every time I failed (and that number is rather high). He witnessed my rebellious heart, and still He chose to look past it, to see a broken girl too afraid to stand on her own. He chose to rescue me from that place, and took me as His daughter. He continually speaks to my heart, “I see you. I see all of you – your beauty to your imperfections. There will be hardships in this life, but together we will walk through it. You are no longer alone.” With that, I place my life in His hands.

I have the best Father in the whole world. He brought me to Uganda, and has allowed me to be apart of Eddie's journey home. I could not ask for a better life!

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