Powerless

This has been a roller coaster of a week. Highs and lows. Silence and many words.


My son Wes turns 19 tomorrow. He is at a Christian Concert tonight. We will continue


our household tradition in the morning....you get birthday cake in bed, first thing.


Along with presents and me singing Happy Birthday. He has changed and grown so much over


the summer. I thank God for him. I love being a mom. I always tell people that it is the


best part on my life! And it is.





Half way across the world is a precious 11 year old boy who wants to come here and be my son.


I want the same. We still have a very long road ahead of us. In the mean time, I continue to


hope, pray, call, write and see him when I can. I have an opportunity to go at the end of


October. I am praying about this.





It has been a particularly stressful week for Denis adjusting to life in the orphanage. He


has moved up to what would be middle school here. For the first time he is having to go


from classroom to classroom. He said he has a hard time finding the right room to go to.


He also says that classes are harder. He has a cold. Lost his reading glasses here. And is


really tired. On top of everything, they shaved his head when he got back. It upset him so much.


He wants shirts like the older boys wear. When I asked what that was, he said, like the


one I bought him for church, a long sleeve button down. Really cute. He loves to dress up.





I spent a good part of the day putting a package together to send out to Ukraine.


I found his glasses, bought a few shirts, some pens and pencils, cashews, gum, a video for his


new PSP, the game Sorry and other misc. goodies. I took the package to the UPS store and they


said it would cost almost $700.00 to ship. You could buy a plane ticket and get it over


there for about that price. So I went to the post office and they shipped it for less than


$70.00. Shew.





I cannot wait for him to get the package.





Having a mothers heart for him, it is very hard to love him from afar. I want to make him


some chicken soup, let him rest, grow his hair and love on him. But I can't right now.


The Lord is truly refining me and teaching me to trust him more.


It is all in His hands. I am so thankful for my Denis. Please continue to pray for him.





Love,





Cathy

Denis took this picture at the Aquarium the last day we were together here !