“What do you most want to know?” Dimples and I sat on the sofa, the opportunity so rare, that neither of us could quite grasp it. A friend who had known Dimples when she was very young, sent me a message Saturday morning asking how Dimples was doing. I considered saying something light and not quite truthful, “Great, she’s doing great. School is going well, she is growing so much…” But the sliver of hope that Louise would know something helpful caused me to be bold. In just a few sentences, I told her the truth of our struggles and our upcoming trip to Nebraska. I asked if there was anything she could share with me that might help us in our journey to help Dimples heal.
She replied that she is currently in Addis and would do anything she could to help – so I asked. Would you go to the place where my child was born, would you talk to her mother’s best friend, would you take our questions and try to fill in the gaps? Would you meet the needs of my daughter’s heart to understand her life and herself just a little more?
Last night Dimples and I made a list:
Are my dimples from my mother or my father?
How old was I when my mother died?
What happened the day I fell into the large hole and my sister couldn’t get me out?
How did I get these scars?
What happened when the riot police broke down our door?
Was I hungry? What did I eat?
Everything was full – the page with questions, my heart with hope, my eyes with tears.
I feel the love of Jesus for Dimples so deeply that it nearly makes me weep. God loves her so much that one week before traveling to Nebraska, this friend who was so important in Dimples’ early life, wrote me – the first time in 18 months.
Louise worked with a program for street children in Addis and was instrumental in helping Dimples – eventually getting her to the orphanage. She was so important to Dimples that the staff at her orphanage said they would need to speak with Louise about us adopting her. We have never met, but these early photos of Dimples are from Louise.
If only Dimples could grasp how great the Father’s love for her is – if only we could grasp it! Please pray with me that Louise will find the people who can tell us more of her story. Maybe there is a person in Addis who holds tiny missing pieces of Dimples’ life that will help bring healing.
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