It Hurts My Heart

As I sit here now and think about the holidays coming up, I can only think of the little kids in the orphanages that won't get to experience the joy that Santa brings on Christmas morning. It pains my heart that Nastya won't be able to enjoy the things that every child deserves at this time of year. Going to church on Christmas Eve to hear the story of Jesus' birth. Going home and getting in your pj's. Putting milk and cookies out for Santa and carrots and water out for his reindeer. Stirring at night thinking you hear Santa's sleigh landing on the rooftop. Jumping up and down on Mom and Dad's bed and bounding downstairs to see what Santa brought for you. These are the most special times I can remember about this time of year as a little kid. To know that Nastya won't be able to do that is sad. We are thankful for Natalya at Redline and the Paulson Family for delivering her some little Christmas items from us. Next year, I can promise you that Santa is going to make up for all those Christmas mornings that there was nothing to look forward to. My prayer today is that Nastya knows that LA and I love her. That she stays strong and patient. That she knows that she is the most precious of God's little ones. That she knows she is in my heart every minute of every day. And that she feels the love that so many have with her.