"Dear George, remember no man is a failure who has friends. Thanks for the wings, Love Clarence."
Strange, isn't it? Each man's life touches so many other lives. When he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?
And that is exactly how we felt this weekend. The people we didn't personally know, friends of friends, people who adopted themselves, people who cared, all kinds of people came to our "tasting party fundraiser." We raised almost $4,000 dollars to go towards the $9,700 dollars we have left.
I know it's just a movie, but I pretend it's not. I can't image the feeling George Bailey must have had. All those people in his house, coming to show him that they loved him. People he never knew loved him. People who loved people he loved, coming to love him. People gave towards our adoption that didn't even know us!
I could say so much. Kenney and I have so many thoughts swirling around in our heads. God has used our adoption to teach us so, so very much. His faithfulness, our lack of faith, His promises, our lack of trust, His mercies, His grace, His love. We have had an incredible opportunity to have our eyes opened. The difference between knowing and seeing. Jesus has become so much more real to us.
Thank you to every single person who has prayed, who has supported us, who gave to us without even knowing us. Thank you for helping us glorify our Father. Thank you for reminding us...