If you had told me three months ago that I would love you this much, I don’t think I would have believed it. Sometimes my heart feels like it will burst right out of my chest. I love spending time with you — all the animated grasshopper hunts, the racing until our sides hurt, the silly jokes, the dance parties, and the Bible stories.
These are memories I know I’m going to cherish for years to come, long after you and I both leave this beautiful place called Amani. Because the truth is, we’ll both leave someday. For me, it will be in 9 months. For you, it’s not as clear. I don’t know what lies ahead, and I can’t promise you that life will be perfect when you leave. I can’t promise you that there won’t be pain and heartache and tears that come from living in a broken world with broken people. But, little one, I can promise you that there is One who will never, never leave you & never, never forsake you.
He’s the One who created you, who fashioned every part of you, right down to your little brown toes covered in red dust. He sees you, every minute of every day. He sees the path that lies ahead, and He’s got a plan and a purpose just for you. And He loves you, you know — with a love that is bigger than the sky and will never run dry. He gives life and peace and joy, even amidst the chaos and the sorrow. He makes life so very beautiful, the sad times bearable and the good times even better. He’s so good. Learn to trust Him, child, with your fears, your failures, your joys, and your triumphs. He’ll never let you down.
I won’t always be with you, but while I am, I’m going to tell you all about the One who will.