So I tried to start really loving on him a lot, to help with the transition, to help him know he was safe and loved and was going to be okay here. He fell asleep on my lap last week and has been like glue on me ever since. He's starting to smile and play with the other kids. It's making me happy- I am amazed at how resilient God made children.
I found him crying in the hallway all alone yesterday, and picked him up and held him and wiped his tears and rocked him. He fell asleep on my lap again for a good hour, and I loved it. I prayed over him, I rubbed his little head and face and back and legs, I sang over him, I fell more in love with him. After he woke up we sat there for awhile and just hung out, then I gave him some peanut butter and crackers and banana chips. I've been telling him for a few days he needs a bath, but no one seems to be giving him one. Since he smelled like a pig pen, I decided to just give him one right then and there in my bathroom. I pulled off his filthy clothes and plopped him in my shower, where he promptly had a good long pee, which gave me a good little chuckle. I turned on the water and lathered and washed him all up.
He was happy as could be after. He had some fresh scrapes on his leg, so I put him on the toilet and bandaged them up. We sat and colored for awhile, then I went and put some clean clothes on him and sent him off to play while I had dinner. Afterwards I popped my head outside and he was running around with the kids, but when he saw me he ran full tilt upstairs to me and jumped on me. How can you not fall in love with a kid like that? In my room at night, his sweet little face kept popping into my head and I kept thinking about how much I loved him and wanted to spend more time with him.
My heart is so full. What about you? Do you feel dirty? Alone? Hungry? Desperate? Purposeless? Come to Jesus. He loves you so and will meet your every need with abundance, if you let Him. How can you not fall in love with a God like that?