It's hard to believe we are finally here, counting down not months or weeks, but days until we leave for China to bring Maylia home. Todd would take this opportunity to play, or sing in his best Europe impression, "It's The Final Countdown" -- because, what better way to mark this event than with an 80's rock anthem.
But the song that resonated most with me today was the closing Christmas hymn we sang at church, the second verse in particular of With Wondering Awe:
By light of star they traveled far
To seek the lowly manger
A humble bed where-in was laid
The wondrous little Stranger
The Wondrous Little Stranger. I know we were singing of the Christ Child, but I couldn't help but think of sweet Maylia, asleep in her humble orphanage bed, a girl we have loved, lived for, prayed for and hoped for , for so long. Known to us in our hearts but a stranger nonetheless.
This friday, by light of star we'll travel far.
Maylia, we can't wait to meet you.
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