There's an unseen tie that binds them,
A red thread that will not break.
They are woven in a tapestry
It took five thousand years to make.
Their eyes are wide with wonder
Tiny hands reach out to touch
The faces of the families
Who have wanted them so much.
The daughters of China, they fly across the seas,
Off to unseen places and possibilities.
They are gifts to those who cherish them
By those who just could not.
Acts of hope and faith and love
That we never will forget.
They were given up for reasons
That most will never know.
Now they're daughters to the families
Who have come to take them home.
And someday they'll too be mothers
And have children and a home.
Thread by thread they will tie the knots
To weave new tapestries all their own.
Thanks so much for visiting us during our journey!
Please email us.....
Emm a
For this child I prayed, and the Lord has given me my petition which I asked of Him.
So I have also dedicated her to the Lord; as long as she liveth she is dedicated to the Lord. I Samuel 1: 27-28
Now to Him who is able to do far more abundantly beyond all that we ask or think, according to the power that works within us, to Him be the glory... Ephesians 3:20
