Monday, April 01, 2013
Dreams of Silver and Gold
We were waiting. Waiting for the others to come out of the bathroom when she looked up at me and said,
"Mom, when I grow-up I want to wear a gold dress and I want to adopt a little girl from China and a little girl from Ethiopia and I want to buy them silver dresses."
There was more, about the tie she would buy for her husband and the food that she would cook, but it was the first part that I put on Facebook and that I have continued to think about since.
There was redemption in her words.
They say adoption mimics salvation. The sacrifice it takes to make a stranger a part of your family mimics the sacrifice God made to bring us into his.
The unloved finds love.
And if that was not enough, their dirt is washed away, and they find themselves dressed in silver and gold.
We find out the dirty,unwanted orphan is really the royal princess, the daughter of the King.
It's the best kind of story, one that never seems to get old.
Told through music and art, books and movies, and sometimes told in the daydreams of a little girl.