My Heart Is In India

The past few days I have felt weird different. I don't know how to describe it really.  My heart had claimed Mahesh as my son months ago.  However, the last few days, my heart has ached to be with him. I find my self wondering:

-Did he have a good day at school?
-Are the other kids being nice to him?
-Did he sleep well?
-Did he have enough to eat today?
-How does he feel?
-Is he sick? If so, could I get to him?
-Does he think about us?
-Does he know how much we love him?
-Does he feel God's loving embrace when he is feeling down?

These are just a "few" of the things running through my mind lately.  I cannot wait for the day that I board a plane and travel for 40 hours just to hold him in my arms.  My heart is so full of love for him. 

I ran into our friends, Lou and Karen, while out to breakfast this morning.  I shared how I have been feeling.  Karen told me that what I am feeling doesn't go away, even when your children are near.  I guess I had my first feeling of parenthood.

Counting down the days until we bring him home!

"For this child I have prayed and the Lord has granted the desires of my heart." 1 Samuel 1:27