A wee little thing concluded

Actually, it's more of a beginning for the wee little one.

Today he met his parents, and they're sweet and wonderful and we're so happy he'll be raised in a home where he will experience the love of Jesus in his home and life.

The parting was bittersweet -- the boys, in particular had a tough time saying goodbye.  But putting that precious boy into the arms of his radiant mama and daddy, seeing their joy and love, and knowing this is God's plan for him and them and us, well, it was joyous, beautiful, miraculous.

Here's a little bit of the wee one's story before he came to us.  His mother became unwantedly pregnant.  His family (his family), be it his grandparents or uncles and aunties, told his mama to have an abortion.  Kill him, he'll be too much trouble, too inconvenient.

And in today's society, she could have.  She had a legal right to dispose of the wee one and pretend he'd never existed.  Over one million American women do it every year.  In 17 states, our government will even help pay for it.  Yes, she could have done it.

But she didn't.  She told her family she'd had an abortion, but somehow managed to carry him to 37 weeks gestation, deliver him safely at a hospital, and walk away with her secret.

And he's alive!  And now a couple has a son, a young boy has a brother, a family has grown, an entire circle of people has been blessed.

I thank God that this courageous young lady chose life.  And so does his family.  And so will he, I'm sure, when he's older.

How sad that over one million children every year never get that chance, to be thankful for life.  And hundreds of thousands of couples waiting to adopt, just keep waiting.