The last several weeks have truly been miraculous. The attachments that have formed, the trust that has grown, the understanding that has taken place, the hope that has sprung up, the behaviors that have changed, the love that has strengthened and the breakthrough that has occurred is a direct result of intercession, God's work and the love of a father and mother.
The restoration of these boys is both beautiful and hard. Awe-inspiring and gut-wrenching. Watching God awaken their dead eyes and broken hearts with His love and mercy compels you to rejoice. Hearing them share pieces of their stories, makes you want to gather them up in your arms and never let them go. Worshiping in the prayer room with them and listening as they belt out the song, "God, you are Good!" at the top of their lungs, leaves you speechless. Seeing them, run around and play childhood games, causes you to laugh with joy. Understanding their wounds, initiates tears that never dry and interceding for justice and healing for them, leaves you utterly spent. There is progress and challenges. There is healing at one level that causes pain at the next. There is love received and love rejected. There is truth and there are lies. Daily there is a battle taking place, a journey being walked, ground being taken, lives being changed. All of our lives, not just the boys. "But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ." 1 Corinthians 15:57