Last night I had Christmas music on! And one of our favorite songs came on — a Toby Mac song about bringing a 9-year-old orphan boy home for his first Christmas. The chorus is especially catchy, as is the interlude by Mac’s own young boy, which both recount Bible verses about and the heart of God for orphans. But I digress…

We’ve always loved this song. And it’s always inspired us. But this year it hit me in a whole new way. During the song, as I was dancing with Cutie Pie (his head on my chest, cuddling), I thought of our soon-to-be adopted child and how if we will likely have the child this time next year, and when we adopt the child s/he will be at least 1 year old, then this will be our child’s first Christmas. And s/he will be spending it alone. With few — if any — hugs, kisses, songs, or dances. Tears streamed down my face and I held Cutie Pie tighter. I just couldn’t stand it.

Lord, if the child you have for us is alive right now, please be with him/her. Hold our child closely to you, so s/he won’t miss any hugs or kisses. Protect our child. Guard our child’s heart and mind in this time. Give him/her the peace to know that You are holding him/her in your hand, that You already have a family for him/her, and that we love him/her even now. Thank you, Father of the fatherless, Daddy God.