Then, Edna's picture flashes across my mind. My heart sinks, my breath quickens. The reality of her future makes me queezy. Confined to her crib. No one to love her. No one for her to love. A future that holds nothing, no one, unless we go get her. I picture images of adult mental institutions because that's the future for children with Down syndrome if no one comes for them. Most children age out of orphanages at the age of five. Can you imagine it? A five year old? In a mental institution? All because of an extra chromosome.
How could we let a little paperwork and a measly $24,000 stand in the way of offering Edna the life she deserves? the life God called us to provide? How could we say no? It was obvious at the beginning of this journey that with out Him, we could not get to her. But isn't that what He wants from us? For us to go places and do things that only can get done through Him? A friend of mine sent me this in a note this week, "As the Lord commands strength and courage for the 3rd time in Joshua 1:9, He has now shown us how to accomplish it. We rely on His plan and His presence. Then, He promises that He is in it with us to the finish line."-Pam Brewer So,we're following Him to the finish line with the Greatest of Hopes in our hearts that soon Edna will be able to join Ali in her own cute Christmas skirt and sparkley shoes.


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