The Power of Mercy

It's amazing to see the power of one small baby.  Who knew a baby girl half way around the world could have such an impact on people whom she's never met.  Since sharing our story about Mercy, I have had numerous people talk to me about adoption.  A few told me that they've always considered adoption, but weren't sure.  So I've been able to encourage them.  Other people that were completely ignorant to the orphan crisis have had their eyes opened to the problem. 

Even still, God has used Mercy's story to draw one friend of mine to Him.  This friend told me that she's started praying for Mercy and that this is the first she's prayed in years.  She's feeling her faith renewed because of it.  Another friend is considering a major life change, which  may include moving to Africa.  She told that she feels strongly that somehow Mercy plays into her story. 

For me, God has used the plight of this one child to give me a passion for adoption.  Because of Mercy I've been able to have some interesting conversations with people about race and bigotry in our culture.  I've been able to talk about the beauty of different skin colors and hair types with my daughters.  I don't want them to be "color-blind", but rather lovers of color.  I want them to see that God glories in making us all unique. I've had friendships renewed because of Mercy.  I've had new ones form.  I've been blessed and encouraged by some of the people from whom I would have least expected it. 

I love that God chooses to use the least of these.  An orphaned baby girl who has nothing to her name and lives in a village in Uganda has had a profound impact on the lives of many.  So as I grow weary of the waiting, as my patience is strained, and I worry about the unknown, I need to remember God's mercy on me and my gift of Mercy.  I can't wait to see how God is going to use her in the days ahead.