“they are weak but he is strong”

The adoption journey has its ups and downs.  Just when I think that I’m all done processing the loss of any information about Desta’s life before us, I fall smack into grief again.  Weird how that happens.

Each night I give Desta girl her bottle and sing this little ditty to her.

“Mama loves Desta, Mama loves Desta, Mama loves Desta and Jesus does too.” Then I sing Jesus loves me. 

She stares at me, guzzles down her bottle, gives a big healthy burp and off to dreamland she goes!

Last night I was in the middle of the song and stumbled over this phrase I’ve sung million times. “They are weak but he is strong.”

And oh the tears started flowing.  I thought about my weak little girl, waiting at a church for someone to find her, probably crying her eyes out.  I thought of who was watching that little girl. Was it her mommy or daddy, hiding out to make sure she was safely found?  Or was she left by herself, no one watching, just waiting for somone to rescue her?  My little girl was so very weak but GOD in his infinite mercy and grace gave her the strength to hang on.  And then he allowed this very weak woman to be her mommy. He once again used his strength to help me be her mother.

I don’t think I will sing that song again without thinking of that phrase.  Yes, Jesus loves Desta. Yes, Jesus loves the little children. He watches over them and uses us, the weak to care and protect these children.