Wednesday, October 22, 2014

"I have something to tell you in person"

That's what Wang Zhao said to me earlier this week, "When can we get together?"
(Wang Zhao's on the left, mutual friend Li Ci the center.)

We've known each other quite awhile, since she was in high school. Now she's all graduated from vocational college and working. Wang Zhao and I met in the orphanage, the only home she's ever known. I like her. She's book-smart. She's people-smart. She is thoughtful, kind, and yet more self-assertive than most kids who grew up like she did. A survivor.

I suppose partially for this reason, her steely core and independence, she's never been interested much in JC. Aware, yes. Very aware. But not interested, thanks.

I like to think of Wang Zhao as my younger sister. Imagine going through college without any family at all. Who do you call when you've had a crappy day? When you've achieved something fantastic and want someone who loves you to praise you? I tried to be her big sister, listener, and biggest fan.

So it was normal for her to call and say, "When can we get together? I have something to tell you in person." But this time it was different. It was like her eyes had been opened. She had a long and detailed story to relate. Basically, on week-long trip three different "amazing" and "mysterious" things happened that made her think there must be a caring, living Planner. "I'm starting to think so..."

She's already got a good grasp of this. The message, who he is and who we are in relation, how to walk, how to grow -- she's heard it. But now it's looking like Truth to her. She's got Mark open. I never saw it coming; how wonderful!