Love crossing the threshold

Two more days in the Guatemalan orphanage.

A place where two hundred fifty children live joyfully regardless of their situation.

And here, I have a found a friend.  Ruth Naomi.

Yesterday, my Ruth Naomi was waiting for me when I returned from our trip away to another orphanage.  The place where I’d met and fallen in love with Maria.  It was there Maria decided it was easier to call me Maria than to pronounce Cristal.  And, so dos Marias were formed in a friendship.

I visited Maria yesterday and was reminded of the pain surrounding a long distance relationship with an orphaned child in a country with closed adoptions.

Dos Marias together again (2)

Last night, Ruth didn’t want to play or walk the streets. She grabbed me around my waist and buried her head into my stomach.  And she stood there. With arms wrapped tightly.

Without any thought, my rational pain prevention sensor detected an intruder.  I quickly flipped my emotion-protection switch.

I was not going to allow this child too far into my heart.

She could come into my yard to play. But, she wasn’t stepping into my home.

Because, if she crossed that threshold, I might truly love her with a love reserved only for a safe select few. If I expose my heart to love, there’s a good chance I will experience pain when loss occurs. Allowing Ruth that deep into my heart makes me too vulnerable.

As Ruth began rocking side to side while still holding tightly, we began to sway together in the moonlight.

Senses reacting contrary. A warning to stop. Pain will follow the loss when good-byes are exchanged.

And the tears began to fall.

Silently dropping from my eyes as my heart softened and love began to flow.

We danced quietly. We needed no words.

Time stood still.  I absorbed love.  And I gave love.

Love knows no language barriers.

Come in, Ruth Naomi.

Come into my home. Come into my heart.

Come in, Ruth Naomi.

I will love you.

Ruth y Maria

About Cristal

Living life fully as the wife of one, a mother of two and follower of The One.
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20 Responses to Love crossing the threshold

  1. Beautiful description of opening your heart to love, beautiful children, eyes teary. Thank you for sharing so openly.

  2. Absolutely beautiful! This is such a powerful illustration of how He loves us all – though we may cause great pain if we willfully walk away, He still will always choose to love… May His blessings of peace be before you as you love well through your final few days with His treasures.

    • Cristal says:

      Thank you very much. I did also see the parallel between God’s love for us and the pain accompanying the loss of fellowship. Thank you for the encouraging words.

  3. Larry Who says:

    Thanks for sharing.

  4. Naphtali says:

    What a blessing.

  5. Desiray says:

    It surely is a blessing to hear from other saints who are actually doing something for the kingdom of GOD…

  6. Amen, Desiray!
    I’m commenting to let you know I just nominated you for the Mrs. Sparkly’s 10 Commandments and the One Lovely Blog Award.
    http://wp.me/p2hJoD-194

  7. Peter Wiebe says:

    To love much is to risk great loss. I am glad you chose to love anyways. It is what Jesus did after all.

  8. Stephanie says:

    Beautiful! I admire your courage. It’s scary to open up and be vulnerable like that.

    • Cristal says:

      Very scary, indeed. Yet there’s a love that seems out of reach without first being vulnerable. Thank you for your comment, Stephanie.

  9. Praise God! Cristal, the Lord is doing some amazing things on your trip and teaching you a great deal about love. I really enjoyed reading your post. Thank you for reminding us that “love knows no language barriers!”

    “And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them” (I John 4:16).

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