We made it over the ocean and through the woods once again. With little sleep and lots of adrenaline we accomplished all of the necessary task for our much anticipated Joli Day! Kai's expression says a lot about how traveling with a toddler goes. We met our fabulous guides who were here when we adopted Kai. It is like reuniting with family. The shared heart brings such comfort as you meet strangers from all over coming with the same anxious anticipation. We had our usual giggles in Walmart...I love seeing other cultures. Something about people watching people who you can't understand is highly amusing for me. Tonight as Kai napped in the stroller of the check out line and Derek using hand motions to communicate at Walmart, he turned around to ask me if people were staring because we were in the 10 item or less line. I laughed loudly; maybe I'm exhausted or its just a combo of all things. All good things.
We've seen God...little breaths of Him. While waiting on millions (seriously we deal in millions) of people to cross through immigration, a gentlemen asked us to come to the front of the line! Hallelujah. Favor & thanks! And today an older gentleman gave up his seat for me on the bus that transferred us to our plane. This happened with Kai a year ago when I was alone making this trip...I was so moved by such a simple gesture. In the hustle and bustle, kindness in humanity is hard to see...but I'm always moved that God allows us to see goodness in our girls birthplace. Gunnar was recalling these events during different times of the day today- it was a special moment to let him pause and know that these aren't coincidences but the Lord himself moving before and behind us...leaving footprints for us to witness Him.
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