December 30
Today was our appointment at the US Consulate. Because of the adoption process between the US and China most of the immigration work is done ahead of time for our adoption. As such, our appointment today at the consulate is almost a check-the-box activity, albeit and important one. It happened without a hitch although I will say it was immediately obvious that we had re-entered a small part of the US because all the signage pointed us in the wrong direction.
After our appointment we went to the store to get more diapers, been going through those like crazy. Stores here are always fun, just to see the different merchandise and foods.
After naps we walked down the street to a German restaurant we've heard about. To my surprise it was delicious and did not taste the least bit Chinese. The service stunk, which is atypical of our experiences here, but otherwise it was good.
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| Lora on the escalator on the way to the store. |
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| Bizarre looking fish at the store. |
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| Dried squid, for breakfast maybe. |
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| A dried fish. It had clearly been split in half and smoked that way. Not sure what you'd do with it now. |
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| Outside of the store I saw an old man carrying eggs in an unexpected, yet genius, way. |
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| Scored some Sour Plum and Melon flavor chips at the store. I was about out. |
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| Also got some Chef Salad chips. |
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| Check out all the plants on the roof-top and on balconies. This is where people garden. |
The Invalid
On the way to supper tonight we saw an invalid lying on the sidewalk, barely dressed, shaking, with a coin cup in front of him. We both recognized this guy as being someone we saw last time we were here, two years ago. Immediately the thoughts started:
- Should I give this guy some money? Why wouldn't I? It's not like I don't have any.
- Giving this guy money will only perpetuate this kind of activity. I shouldn't give him money.
- I wonder if he's even aware of his circumstances or if someone else is totally exploiting this guy?
- The way this guy is dressed is ridiculous. They're clearly milking this for all it's worth, what a scam.
- Etc...
At dinner we discussed it a bit and basically discovered that we were all dealing with the same questions. My mind starting flooding with scripture passages such as Matthew 25:31-46, Acts 3:1-10, John 5:1-15, 2 Corinthians 9:6, 1 John 3:17, James 2:14-17, etc...
On the walk back I knew we would encounter this man again and my mind went back to racing about what I should do. What's the Christian thing to do in this situation? We finally came to him and the kids even started asking about him. I thought to myself "we can pray for him and his salvation" but I thought that's pretty weak. About the same time Lauren assured the kids that we could pray for him tonight. We walked on by and I felt this wash of guilt come over me because I didn't do anything to help this invalid, this hopeless paralytic, this guy that has no hope of survival without the kindness of others. I mean seriously, I call myself a Christian and what am I doing to help people like this?...self-righteous hypocrite...
Then it hits me. As I look at the little girl sitting in the stroller in front of me, this girl with arms that don't work, this girl that wouldn't survive without the intervention of others. THIS is what I'm doing about it.
There's only one explanation for this. Why would I worry about this invalid on the street when I'm in the process of adopting two children who are basically in his situation (dependent on the charity of others)? What would possess me to care that much? It's not me, I know me, it's not me. It's Christ in me. That's the only explanation and this event becomes a welcome assurance of my salvation and the fact that Christ does indeed live inside of me, and my wife, and Lauren.
I don't know if I did the right thing tonight. Regardless, I will indeed pray for this man and I do indeed hope he finds Christ - perhaps you can pray for him too.