One year ago, on this most special day, God hand delivered Miah YiLin Burge to our arms. There are no orphans of God. During the summer of 2000, a young women concieved a child. She chose to carry this child to birth. On a specific day in 2001, the cries of an infant girl pierced the air somewhere in the city of Kunming. 365 days of tending and feeding. 365 days of words spoken. Tender moments. Fear. Unthinkable decisions. There are no orphans of God. On Saturday, April 20, 2002, a citizen found a one year old little girl in the city. This baby girl was brought under the care of the Kunming Social Welfare Institute. Medical care. Provision. There are no orphans of God. Two months later, a Chinese couple were given a 14 month old baby girl to foster. For FIVE years. Five years of touch and words. Five years of experiences. Five years of special kisses. Five years of LIFE. There are no orphans of God. Six years of life in which God was watching, moving and intervening. Monday, November 5, 2007, China officially transfered the care of this child to Ira and I. A forever family for Miah YiLin Burge. God had responded to the prayers of so many. God blessed. He is tender. He is magificent. He is Omnipresent, Omniscient and Omnipotent. There are no orphans of God. From the beginning of time God has had a plan for each person in this tapestry - Miah, Miah's birth parents, a certian citizen, Miah's foster parents, Miah's "third" parents and her siblings. Provision.
I am speechlessly blessed.
Face to the ground. Hands raised. Worship.
from PSALM 139
Oh LORD, You have searched me and known me.
You know when I sit down and when I rise up;
You understand my thought from afar.
You scrutinize my path and my lying down,
And are intimately acquainted with all my ways.
Even before there is a word on my tongue,
Behold, O LORD, You know it all.
You have enclosed me behind and before,
And laid Your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
It is too high, I cannot attain to it.
Where can I go from Your Spirit?
Or where can I flee from Your presence?
If I ascend to heaven, You are there;
If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, You are there.
If I take the wings of the dawn,
If I dwell in the remotest part of the sea,
Even there Your hand will lead me,
And Your right hand will lay hold of me.
If I say, "Surely the darkness will overwhelm me,
And the light around me will be night,"
Even the darkness is not dark to You,
And the night is as bright as the day
Darkness and light are alike to You.
For You formed my inward parts;
You wove me in my mother's womb.
I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Wonderful are Your works,
And my soul knows it very well.
My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was made in secret,
And skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth;
Your eyes have seen my unformed substance;
And in Your book were all written
The days that were ordained for me,
When as yet there was not one of them.
How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!
If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand.....
God is aware of every single moment of every single day of every single person's life. God breathed the stars into exsistance. God knows the number of hairs on our head. He is watching, he is moving, he is intervening. There are no orphans of God! (If you have the volume on your computer turned off or way down, please take the time to listen to the first song on my playlist, There Are No Orphans of God by Avalon. I think you will be blessed.)