At Last

Evan is home. Home. After two years. After unbearable uncertainty. Home to her forever family.

Words cannot express my relief at seeing Mom and Dad coming through the gate, holding my little sister. Tears streamed down my face.  I looked into her beautiful green eyes and thought, does she know?

Does she know that I'm her sister? That I would go through hell and back for her? That I would lay down my life for her in an instant? Does she know that she's home to stay?

My heart jumped when she grinned and went straight into my arms. We were sisters. Forever.

The last few days have been surreal. Every time she gets up from a nap or in the morning, I marvel that she's there. Evan's there. Right in front of my eyes. Her grin makes my heart smile. Her laugh lifts my soul.

All that remains now is for us to grow closer. She already loves us. We've loved her for years.

Glory to God today, on the day His Son died for us. It is truly incredible to experience the redeeming of a child from an institutionalized life. This is what Jesus died for. To bring His children from the darkness into the light. And I praise Him that He brought Evan into the light of a forever family, where she will shine brighter than she'll ever know.