Yesterday marked one month since I arrived home with Jenna.
She's gone from a little girl who looked like this when we met
to one who looks like this with only a little effort
Don't get me wrong....it is still a very slow going process. But these glimpses of hope I see through her assure me that she is cracking open a little more....a day at a time.
I have progressed in this as well.
I have a better perspective than ever from God's vantage point. About how we all, like orphans, have few, if any, redeeming qualities to offer. Yet He redeems anyways, like I'm trying to with Jenna.
And how for all those years before I knew Him, he was just pleading with me, "i'm safe, just love me....just trust me..." Just like I'm trying to do with Jenna.
Praise God for redemption.
Isaiah 61:3 "…to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of His splendor."