A Filipino Angel

So, the other night we went to a friend's wedding. It was a beautiful wedding and such a blessing to see how God brought two of His followers together in such a sweet way. Little did I know, that during the reception, I would get a little love story of my own sent my way.

At the reception, our little Jayce was very cranky and in much need of sleep. So, faithful Daddy took him out in the hallway to swing him around in his carseat. (One of the very few tricks that can sometimes get him to successfully fall asleep.) After eating as fast as I could, I went out to join him in the hallway. As I looked around the corner, there was a little boy standing with Adam, helping him to rock baby Jayce to sleep. It was a priceless picture. The little boy informed me that he was six years old and his name was Jedidiah. Evidently there was a Filipino party going on in another part of the building that his family was attending, it must not have been too much fun for him, because he spent the rest of the night by our sides.

As I held Jayce and tried to nurse him to calm him down, little Jedidiah crawled up next to me in the big leather chair and just patted Jayce's head. He asked me questions and gave me hugs and most of all, tried to sooth little Jayce. Jayce seemed to be as happy with Jedidiah as Jedidiah was with him. He reach out and touched his face and they shared a few smiles. It was so precious. Adam came back soon to take Jayce and for the next 20 minutes or so, Jedidiah and I danced to the music coming from the reception party. We slow danced, we hopped, jumped, hugged, and laughed. It was indeed a special gift from God. One of my favorite moments of the night was when he quickly said "I'll be right back." and ran off before I could say anything. In a moment, he was back holding an M & M up for me to have. "For you!" he said with a grin on his face as the M & M accidently slipped from his hand and fell to the floor. He was devestated, his little grin turned into a frown. I immediately picked up the piece of candy from the floor and popped it in my mouth. "Thank you SO much," I said. "I LOVE chocolate." His smile returned and we went back to our dancing.

When the night was over, I could still see little Jedidiah's face smiling and laughing, and his little hands patting Jayce's head and trying to rock him to sleep. The desire to adopt a child from the Philippines grew so much stronger that night. I truly believe that it was a gift from God, telling me that we are heading in the right direction. I can hardly wait to hold our little blessing!