How sweet the sound ,
that saved a boy like me
|Новости о русских сиротах
|Американцы берут в свои семьи брошенных детей
I once was lost
|Усыновление русских детей американцами
But now I’m found
But now I see
|Русские дети в американских семьях
|“I WUV YOUUUUU!!!”
Through many dangers, toils and snares…
we have already come.
|First night away from orphanage
|First dinner in Moscow
|Second night in Moscow
T’was Grace that brought us safe thus far,
and Grace will lead us home.
|First moments after we stepped off the plane in the US, we made it!
The Lord has promised good to me,
His word my hope secures.
(Like a couple of inadequate parents : )
He will my shield and portion be, as long as life endures.
Who are you, boy? Seriously, no, I don’t even recognize you. Where is that skinny, grumpy, dry skinned baby who avoided eye contact like the plague and thought cuddling was a US form of torture? Cause that’s the little boy we brought home. Who is this daring, chubby, loving, funny charmer, who honestly is a better listener than your older brother at times?
Oh, and can swim.
You see, all you needed was to be let out of that crib, because once you were out, you started to unfold and showed the world who you are,
You are brave
A life lover
And are so funny
And today you are two years old, Hurray! Elijah, never in my life have I witnessed, felt, experienced someone change more in 6 months, than you–it has been remarkable. When I look back on pictures, I don’t recognize you. But in every way you have changed in body and spirit, you have changed the hearts, the purposes and lives of your family, your parents more. And with tears in my eyes, I can tell you, boy, that you have changed us for the better.There is nothing that compares with seeing a child come to life before your very eyes.
We were told many families from your country looked at your file, only to move on to the next, well we are here to say they each missed out. Like major.
To love you in an honor beyond compare, to watch you change, to grow is our joy. You have taught us the true meaning of love.
Sometimes, little one, even though we love God, we get influenced by our world, and believe love is this beautiful, flowing, flowery emotion, one of mostly getting and feeling, even though what we believe in our essence paints a different picture. One of blood and tears, and gruesome and hard, of giving past the point of hurt, but in this example, is where we find true love; with less of us, and more of giving–until you find something beautiful, you.
I used to read that people’s adopted children change their lives, and change them for the better, and would think, “awww, that’s a nice thing to say about them,” thinking it’s just what people say… but I didn’t know they meant it literally. I mean, literally, Elijah, you, all 24 pounds of you (up from 16!), have changed our lives, wildly, for the better.
Those first few months, you cried and wailed, you fought and were lost, and now the words keep slipping our mouths, “We lucked out with this boy, this good, sweet boy.”Elijah has a speech therapist, an infant educator (both for free, at our house 🙂 and both of his teachers love him. Its funny to see this boy, totally ignored for so long to have so many people investing, caring, loving.
Now Elijah, this is important. This is a story, that in your heart, you may not have known was true, but I want to speak these words to you today, because although you didn’t know it at the time, although your tiny body and heart may have felt rejection on that day, God was already making his way for you, making room for you in more people who would love you, than those that would leave.
So Elijah, this is for you, take it deep in your soul, these words are true:
On the night you were born
“On the night you were born,
the moon shone with such wonder
that the stars peeked in
to see you
and the night wind whispered,
‘Life will never be the same.’
Because there had never been
anyone like you…
ever in the world.”
So enchanted with you were the wind and the rain, that they whispered the sound of your wonderful name.
It sailed through the farmland high on the breeze…
|First day home
Over the ocean…
And through the trees…
|5 months later
Until everyone heard it and everyone knew of the one and only ever you.
For never before in story or rhyme (not even once upon a time) has the world ever known a you, my friend, and it never will, not ever again…
Heaven blew every trumpet and played every horn on the wonderful, marvelous night you were born.”
-On the night you were born, Nancy Tillman
Thank you, Elijah, for teaching us what is important in this life. For showing us a good use of our time and effort.
We love you, ya big, chubby two year old!!!
*Kisses and pinches on your cheeks*
Amazing, amazing Grace.
|Русские сироты в Америке
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives
and release from darkness for the prisoners,
to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor
and the day of vengeance of our God,
to comfort all who mourn,
and provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty
instead of ashes,
the oil of joy
instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise
instead of a spirit of despair.
They will be called oaks of righteousness,
a planting of the Lord
for the display of his splendor.