Warner Bros. new horror movie Orphan proclaims that it must be hard to love an adopted child as much as your own. Let me tell you about how an orphan changed my life.....
As our first day unfolded with Silas, I noticed little things, like Josh's love language with his new son. Regularly, Josh would lean down and give Silas a slobberty kiss It sounded like a whoopee cushion. Josh called this kiss a "zerbert." With every zerbert, Silas' eyes would light up in Josh's smiling face, and Silas' eleven-pound body would spasm with laughter.
I also paid attention to my own small interactions with Silas. I found that I would break spontaneously into song anytime I held him. I vividly recall toweling Silas off from his bath, and as I did this, I sang him these lyrics:
I love my Silas,
I love, I love my Silas,
I love my Silas, my boooy.
I love my Silas,
I love, I love my Silas
I love my Silas, my sweet little boy
This song stuck. Every morning since, I have woken Silas up with this song. It's how we greet each other. It's my love song to my son. Moreover, it's a psalm of praise to my God for giving me a son to sing to each day.
As bedtime approached that first night with Silas, Josh and I played "rock, paper, scissors" to determine who got the first night shift. I lost. Honestly, I didn't mind. Soon after Josh had fallen asleep, Silas woke up hungry. I turned on the light, changed his diaper, and then turned the light off. The rest I did in the dark, by feeling. I took Silas into bed with me and propped myself up with pillows against the headboard to feed him his bottle. As Silas swallowed down the milk, he began a low contented sort of singing. I joined in, humming along under my breath. It was our first duet.
Looking back on that first day with Silas, it felt for a time like he was only present, enclosed mostly in his own small being. And then, I could see it happening, he began to look out of his eyes. He began to see the light from the hotel windows. He began to see us. He began to look at us and smile, as if greeting us from a world we did not know.
To know that I was becoming known by this small living being, who had existed 2000 miles away but now was brought near to me through pain, desire, and love-- that changed me. My heart, which seemed to have had only loss and grief in it before, now had joy in it. My heart was full. Through Silas I felt like I was settling out into a new world and into a new life.
I felt reborn.
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This is the opportunity to defend the cause of the orphan. But instead of cursing the darkness, lets put the truth on display.
Tom is challenging his readers and friends to write 500 positive blog posts about how an orphan has impacted and changed your life. Post this on your own blog so that when people search for the movie, they are flooded with positive messages about adoption and orphan care.
Just finish this sentence: "Warner Bros. new horror movie Orphan proclaims that it must be hard to love an adopted child as much as your own. Let me tell you about how an orphan changed my life..."
This is the heart of defending orphans. Help push back the darkness and deceit here by holding up as an example the powerful love that adoption and orphan care can unleash.
Heres how you can defend the orphan:
1. Write a "positive protest post" on you blog that references the movie, Orphan.
2. Focus on your orphan care or adoption story that is positive, redeeming, and full of love.
4. Send out an email, Facebook message, or tweet to get others to do the same thing on their blogs.