How did God do that?

How did God do that?  I found myself asking that question over and over again on our trip.  One such occasion was in Awassa.  Jen and I received the opportunity of meeting with our daughters’ birth mother.  For 20 minutes we were allowed to ask her questions and she to ask us questions.  (Everything through a translator.)  The time was wonderful, we got to take pictures with her, hear some of her story and enjoy her presence.

Daema is a beautiful woman of very short stature compared to my wife and I.  During the conversation she asked about our other children and we showed her a picture of the five of them and told her their names.  The translator then asked if we were Christians since all the names were bible names.  To which I replied that I was a protestant pastor.  Immediately she lifted her hands toward heaven and started thanking God.  As it was explained to us, she too was a protestant believer and had been praying that God would send her children to a Christian family, and now here she was with a pastor.  How did God do that?  How did he took two little girls in need of a home, hear a mother’s prayer, match them to a family half-way around the globe that exceeded this mother’s desires and now let us share in that joy with her.  How did God do that?  Only he knows, but I am sure glad he did.

There are other things about the meeting that are amazing to me, but they belong to my girls who will need to decide if and when they are to be shared.  In the meantime, I continue to be amazed that God did what he did.  May his name always be praised and may I always believe that God answers prayers beyond what we could ask or imagine.