Sunday, July 24, 2011

In His Time - Part 2

After writing my last blog, In His Time, I was blessed to hear from so many people who were touched by that story.  I am living the story and even I am amazed.  Remember, Slavik is 18 and is choosing to be part of our lives.  We are glad to have him, believe me!  God's Word is true - He does make all things beautiful in its time.

Some of you were close to tears.  Others were filled with joy.  Some commented how much Slavik looks like me or that we have similar profiles.  (When I shared that with him, he really liked that!).  Someone said, "great to hear you're a Father again."

One dear friend of mine shared this - "You are definitely the person I envisioned you would be, all those years ago.  Be the 'father' to many and enjoy the blessings." That is just one way (of many) that God has confirmed to me that I am doing the right thing at the right time - in His time!

Just so you know, communication is challenging because I am still learning Russian and he knows little English, though he understands more than he speaks.  It is very good Russian practice for me because this way I can listen to Russian and speak in Russian, and he can correct me when I need it.

The other day, we went to visit the #9 orphanage camp with an American friend and Slavik.  When we got there, he introduced himself as my son and as a brother to Laura and Hope.  That surprised me, though I did not mind.

Later that day, I asked if he had a good day with us.  His answer was "Every day I am with you is a good day.  Your family is so great.  I just love being with them and being part of a family."  Wow.

Just yesterday he said, "I have always wanted to have sisters."  Later on, it was, "Sisters.  It's great.".  Naturally, the girls are still adjusting to the idea of having a "brother" around.  That is normal.

His story, as I understand it, is that he went into the orphanage at the age of 7 because his Father had died in prison and his Mother died giving birth to a sibling.  He has some family, but seems to have only a little contact with them.

When he is with us, he loves to go where we go - even shopping.  He willingly helps carry our purchases out of the store.  He has already told me that he will help us move to our new apartment this week.

The other day at church, the speaker (who is from Canada) made a couple of references to his son.  One time it was about how proud he was of his son.  The other time it was to mention the special relationship between Father and son.  Both times, Slavik looked at me with a big smile on his face.

We do not know what the future brings, but we do know that I have an incredible opportunity to show him love, to invest time, and to provide advice and counsel like a Father would do.

One other interesting note...in talking with him, we learned out that he was born November 25, 1992.  Denise and I had one miscarriage - Easter Sunday 1992.  We were expecting our first baby sometime in mid-late December, so he is really close to the age our child would have been.  Isn't that just like God?  That is another way that we believe He has chosen to make all things beautiful in His time.

Psalm 30:5 ends with these words "Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning." (NLT)  I would paraphrase that as "Sorrow will last for a season.  When the seasons change, in God's time, joy and beauty will replace the season of sorrow that seemed to last for so long."  I have experienced seasons of sorrow in my life.  But it is in those times that I have learned to trust God and have grown the most.

During the season of joy and beauty, I need to maintain my relationship with God.  God teaches me things in that season that will prepare me for the season of sorrow.  Our pastor in America says something like this: "God wants an every day relationship with you every day."  God is not just a genie in a lantern that we call on when we need Him.

Are you in the dark night of sorrow?  Keep holding on to Jesus.  Trust Him.  He has promised to go with you.  Keep growing.  The season will change.

Are you in the bright morning of joy and beauty?  Keep holding on to Jesus.  Trust Him.  He has promised to go with you.  Keep learning.  The season may change.

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