Well as most all of you know by now, tomorrow will mark 3 weeks ago that things significantly changed around Casa and within the family God has built here within these walls.
When Casa officially opened in June of 2006 our first babies to enter these halls were five brothers whose father was in prison for alleged homicide and whose mother was unable to feed them. Essentially they were taken into government care because they were starving and needed help to be able to live.
In God’s divine wisdom and providence, He allowed them to call this home. I will never forget the day we walked into the room at Casitas to decide whether this was the case we were going to take or not and Marvin was sitting at the table and just started grinning from ear to ear. That was it. Karen and I were both done and so we looked at each other like yep think we’re gonna have to take them.
Everyday since then has been filled with adventures…sometimes hilarious, sometimes tearful, sometimes just plain fun. It has been quite a journey.
I remember the first week they came, Antonio hated white people. 🙂 He cried non stop and we wondered if he would ever stop. To watch him smile and giggle and love on us now is GOOD stuff. He’s come a long way baby.
Mario…awww sweet Mario, he hit and kicked and screamed and cried and pulled our hair, and Karen and I would sit on the floor with him for hours during the first few months reminding him that we loved him and that he was going to be ok. He was so angry. To watch him at peace now singing his little heart out, he loves to sing, is God’s grace and nothing less.
Francisco — yep can’t go there today. I’ll post a part 2 about these sweet boys tomorrow and continue to fill you in over the next few days.
Seems appropriate to celebrate God’s faithfulness to us and to them and to acknowledge the precious journey God led us on together.
My momma’s heart aches for them in ways I never knew existed…but I would not give up one moment of this ache not a single moment if it meant that I had to give up a single minute of getting to live with them and love and be loved by them. It has changed me in a billion ways and it was one of life’s greatest privileges to be able to attempt to serve them for a time.
Please pray for them and for us as we all transition. We all miss each other. The kids bring it up often and the boys call frequently wanting to just touch base and remember we’re here and we’re ok.
As much as it hurts, I like it that there’s an ache and an empty spot. I think it serves as a reminder that we all loved deeply. That God created something here that meant something to all of us. That He was present and that He melded us all into a family no matter how hodge podge it looked and so I’ll bear the ache with a sense of gratitude and pride that I was blessed to be a part of any of this. That God would invite us into something so sacred is beyond humbling.
We love you all and are strengthened by your prayers and support. Blessings on you this day!!