A Fortnight

A Fortnight

The call is received, “Be ready, right now”
A fortnight remains then Korea will allow
This stunning, fair, gorgeous, bright, delicate child
With a luminous smile, eyes beguiled
To embark on the airplane expedition
Which brings hope and joy in juxtaposition.

Her passport is stamped more than once: So Young;
She travels with friends, Total: five among
From the orphanage there to the exit gate here,
“Unbelievable, has it been more than a year
Since we first saw her photo – her face cute and sweet?”
A fortnight is all that remains till we meet.

The slow moving moon, as it changes each night
Filling the sky with her subtle, lambent light,
This slow moving moon, as she fills and then wanes-
Time is cruel, laggard and precisely inhumane.
The passage of time is so deliberately measured
A fortnight, 14 days, meticulously treasured.

We’ve searched the whole world for you, dear little love
Our hopes, collective deep prayers consist of
Eagerness, tenderness, gentleness, peace
With the tears wiped away and the joy to increase.
Half a world away, we felt so far apart
But this final fortnight has brought a journey of the heart.

jsi


Welcome home Rachel So Young
Blessings Jan and Lee

A longing in their heart and a depth of courage as permitted my brother Lee and his wife Jan on this journey of adoption. This week the long wait ceased as we all found ourselves in the International Arrivals area of the Detroit Metropolitan Wayne County Airport. Too excited to eat, or sit, or play cards, we anxiously gazed at the automatically opening doors directly following customs from Northwest flight #26. The plane had landed over 90 minutes ago, the minutes passing by like enormous, gigundous particles of sand in the world's largest hour glass. Slowly. Lethargic. "Is that her? Nope, only a luggage carrier." All the people who were emerging from customs were pushing their luggage in large push carts, which coincidentally looked exactly like baby strollers. After 45 heart palpitating episodes, we decided we should not face the doors...the rollercoaster of emotion, relief, anxiety, and joy was literally giving my mother five new gray hairs as I watched in her presence.

Two hopeful aunts, two grandmothers and one grandfather along with these excited soon-to-be parents - we were all making sure we had enough batteries (brought 8 AAs - and needed to offer them), memory space on our cameras and the right ideas from mom and dad: they would be relying upon us to take the pictures so they could be focused and involved with nothing else but meeting and greeting this love.

So between the 7 of us, we had 9 cameras and one video camera. I'm not ashamed - we were the assigned paparazzi. BTW, the video camera...these are way cool and very effective if you do not own a video camera. Similar to the one-time photo cameras you can purchase at any drug store or grocery store, Rite Aid has one time video cameras. So affordable. So incredible. So terrific. And for $10.00 you can have a 20 minute tape of the event of your life. So what if I'm behind the times...this is the first time I saw'em. Very impressed.

A deep answer to our prayers, God is magnificently good!