I will read a book to Libi today.
Not that there is anything new about reading a book to Libi.
The book that I will choose to read today is new.
It’s a book that I have been saving, for today, October 16th.
I purchased this book long before Libi was birthed into my arms.
What is the significance of today?
Two years ago today Libi’s mother choose life for her.
Not that there is anything new about reading a book to Libi.
The book that I will choose to read today is new.
It’s a book that I have been saving, for today, October 16th.
I purchased this book long before Libi was birthed into my arms.
What is the significance of today?
Two years ago today Libi’s mother choose life for her.
On this day two years ago, Libi’s mother took her to the garage of an orphanage and left her there.
Libi was 6 months old.
She was left with a red slip of paper that had her birth date written on it, but no name.
I have wondered, why a birth date and no name. Did she think about Libi having a “new” name along with the “new” life she hoped for her to have?
I know that God has known her by every name she has had on earth and in heaven.
Not only was Libi’s birth date on the paper but also the time of her birth, 10:25 PM.
To me, this is a piece to Libi’s mother’s heart.
She was left with a red slip of paper that had her birth date written on it, but no name.
I have wondered, why a birth date and no name. Did she think about Libi having a “new” name along with the “new” life she hoped for her to have?
I know that God has known her by every name she has had on earth and in heaven.
Not only was Libi’s birth date on the paper but also the time of her birth, 10:25 PM.
To me, this is a piece to Libi’s mother’s heart.
Not only did she feel it was important to tell just the date of Libi’s birth to whoever would find her, but the very minute she entered the world.
I think that minute was one of the greatest minutes of her mother’s life and the minute she said good-bye to her at 6 months of age was one of the saddest.
Can you picture a 6 month old baby?
I think that minute was one of the greatest minutes of her mother’s life and the minute she said good-bye to her at 6 months of age was one of the saddest.
Can you picture a 6 month old baby?
Think of how their little personality is beginning to blossom.
They have that sweet baby chub.
Only love could have driven her to the place of knowing she could not help Libi.
She knew she was not well.
Her resources were not enough.
She had to make a choice.
Am I speculating?
I don’t know.
I don’t care.
I have had glimpses into this mama’s heart as I have held a piece of it in the flesh,
She knew she was not well.
Her resources were not enough.
She had to make a choice.
Am I speculating?
I don’t know.
I don’t care.
I have had glimpses into this mama’s heart as I have held a piece of it in the flesh,
our daughter.
My hope and prayer on this day for Libi’s precious mommy, that you would know that
she is safe,
she is well,
she is loved,
and you are thought of with honor and respect!
Thank you for the gift of life you gave to me and most importantly to our daughter.
These are the words to the story I will read to Libi Faith Jia Qi today.
Motherbridge of Love by Josee Masse
Once there were two women who never knew each other.
One you do not know. The other you call mother.
Two different lives shaped to make you one.
One became your guiding star; the other became your sun.
The first one gave you life; the second taught you to live it.
The first gave you a need for love; the second was there to give it.
One gave you a body, the other taught you games.
One gave you a talent, the other taught you aims.
One gave you emotions; the other calmed your fears.
One saw your first sweet smile; the other dried your tears.
One found a home for you that she could not provide.
The other prayed for a child; her hope was not denied.
And now you ask, of course you do, the question others ask me too;
This place or your birth place- which are you a daughter of?
Both of them, my darling – and two different kinds of love.
Here is a link to the books website.
www.barefootbooks.com/us/site/pages/productone.php?pid=2057&rep_code=US-A000513
Send yourself the e-card to see the illustrations and have it read to you. It is beautiful!
My hope and prayer on this day for Libi’s precious mommy, that you would know that
she is safe,
she is well,
she is loved,
and you are thought of with honor and respect!
Thank you for the gift of life you gave to me and most importantly to our daughter.
These are the words to the story I will read to Libi Faith Jia Qi today.
Motherbridge of Love by Josee Masse
Once there were two women who never knew each other.
One you do not know. The other you call mother.
Two different lives shaped to make you one.
One became your guiding star; the other became your sun.
The first one gave you life; the second taught you to live it.
The first gave you a need for love; the second was there to give it.
One gave you a body, the other taught you games.
One gave you a talent, the other taught you aims.
One gave you emotions; the other calmed your fears.
One saw your first sweet smile; the other dried your tears.
One found a home for you that she could not provide.
The other prayed for a child; her hope was not denied.
And now you ask, of course you do, the question others ask me too;
This place or your birth place- which are you a daughter of?
Both of them, my darling – and two different kinds of love.
Here is a link to the books website.
www.barefootbooks.com/us/site/pages/productone.php?pid=2057&rep_code=US-A000513
Send yourself the e-card to see the illustrations and have it read to you. It is beautiful!