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Guest Post: How the Good Gift of Adopting Displays the Goodness of Our Heavenly Father


Five years ago, God called our family to international adoption. After years of waiting, we finally traveled to Ethiopia in March for our court date. Our brand new two-year-old has been home for four months now, and God is teaching me things about His character as a good Father through this experience of having a new son.

Here are three things I have learned about God from our adoption:

1. God sees the heart, but I can’t.

The first thing I noticed about our boy when we first met him were all the little details about his hands and feet.

Court Date!

We got a court date!!! March 8th! I am in shock! I am emailing with adoption airfare now to buy tickets! I wish I could show you our Hezekiah's sweet little face!


I'm so thankful to have these pictures! We hadn't got a new photo of Hezekiah for 3 months, and that mom was at his orphanage on my birthday. I found out in an adoption facebook group & she sent me about 7 pictures of him playing with the new toys they donated to the orphanage. God worked that detail out!


We received word yesterday that we had finally have our approval letter from the Ethiopian government. We have been waiting for this letter almost five months. With all of the turbulent news from Ethiopia lately, we have been praying hard that our letter would get signed.

When I opened the email with the news that our letter was signed as a positive approval recommending our family for adoption of Hezekiah, I could hardly continue reading beyond the words "great news" because I was crying tears of joy. I felt so much relief at that moment knowing we were going to be able to bring him home soon!


This approval letter was the last thing we were waiting for before we could get issued a court date. Our agency went to request a court date today, but the judges had meetings scheduled for the rest of the week. We should have news Monday, and if everything goes smooth, we are expecting to begin traveling Friday (a week from tomorrow.) 

I'm excitedly packing and cleaning and making lists and praising God.

Continue to pray for our family as we wait to hear when our court date will be. Pray for smooth travel plans and health as we travel.

I am very thankful to everyone for all the prayers over this five-year adoption journey! I am also thankful to those that supported us financially as we fundraised for this adoption and our three orphan care mission trips to Ethiopia.

God is faithful. God answers prayers. Obedience is the best!


Meet Hezekiah - Adoption update

It has been months since I’ve posted anything about our adoption on my social media or blog.  I apologize for keeping quiet.  

I have some news I’d like to share with you.  We have been referred a sweet 2-year-old boy.  He is not yet ours, but we are doing everything we can to get a chance to go to court in Ethiopia and make him our son.

Meet Hezekiah


Here’s the short version, the answers to the questions I get asked most often.

We don’t know when our court date might be.  The most likely guess is sometime between December and March, but it could always be longer because we are dependent on the Ethiopian government and that is unpredictable.

We have paid all of our agency fees.  We were able to fundraise and save all $26,000 we needed to pay our agency.  There were so many people who gave generously to our adoption.  Our adoption wouldn’t be happening without those donations and the provision of our Faithful God.

We still will need to pay for our travel.  When we travel for court, that expense is completely up to us to provide.  We estimate that it will cost around $8,000.

We will be able to bring Hezekiah home when we travel for court.  Whenever we are finally able to travel, we will be bringing our son home with us when we come home.  We will need to be in Ethiopia for three weeks.

This little boy is not the same 4-year-old boy, “A”, that we were hoping to adopt at Christmastime.  You can read more about that below or in our last blog post.

Thank you to everyone who has prayed for us, shared about our adoption, let me know you were praying for us, donated to our adoption, or participated in one or more of our bazillion fundraisers.

I really am appreciative.

Here’s the long version of the story, for those of you who love more details.  

The weekend after Thanksgiving, we were driving home from visiting my family in Ft. Worth when I pulled up a waiting child list and saw a precious little face.  The waiting child list was on a private webpage and it included children that they had not been able to find a family for from among the families adopting through their agency.  This little boy was just the age we had hoped to adopt, and we knew we could be a home for him.  We emailed the agency (which was a completely different adoption agency that had been using and paid all of our fees to) to see if this little boy still needed a family.

A week later we had found out that this sweet little boy was still waiting for a family, and we were trying to make the difficult decision of switch agencies to try to adopt him or stay with our agency with no end in sight to our waiting.  The biggest factor was money.  We had paid our current agency about one-third of the money required for an international adoption, and we wouldn’t get any of it back if we switched agencies.  Also, we would need to pay over twice the amount we had paid thus far and pay for yet another home study for the new agency.  It was money we didn’t have, and we would have to trust God to provide it.

We took the leap.  I have the conviction that God does not view money the way we people do, and I never want to make a ministry decision based solely on money.  We switched agencies and began fundraising.

From the first week of December until the last week of February we fundraised like mad people.  We did bake sales, present wrapping, garage sales, barbecues, craft sales, and online auctions.  We downright asked for handouts.  We made a video asking everyone to give $2 and invite 10 friends to do the same.  Our Paypal account was flooded by generous people.  After a few months of constant fundraising, we were still about $7,000 short of paying all of our new agency’s fees.  Paying off those fees would allow us to sign the contract that would make sure that we would be the family that would adopt this sweet boy.  We were so sure that this was the boy God had in mind for our family.

One afternoon the last week of February, I was pulling into the craft store parking lot.  I was in the middle of making more crafts for yet another fundraiser, and my phone rang.  It was our new social worker on the phone.  She had some tough news to share about “our boy.”  My first thought was that he was sick or worse.  She shared that without their knowledge, the remote orphanage that our sweet boy was at had contacted a different agency to advocate for finding a family.  Another family had stepped up to adopt him through another agency.  They had already completed their home study and all of their paperwork.  This family had paid all their agency’s fees and signed a contract of adoption with the orphanage.  All of this had been done weeks ago without our agency’s knowledge, and the orphanage had decided to let this other family proceed with the adoption.

This news was devastating.  I mourned this loss hard.  In the middle of grief was tremendous guilt.  Wasn’t I happy that he was still healthy and still was going to be adopted into a family?  Hurt mixed with guilt is a recipe for some awful thoughts about yourself.  I felt so selfish for being so upset.

I just kept thinking, but we had worked so hard.  We had spent every free moment for months fundraising, working on our new home study, and rebuilding our adoption paperwork from scratch, every single paper had to be resigned because our old paperwork was too outdated.

I was also so confused by this news.  We had felt so sure that this boy was the reason our family had been called to adoption.

It took a few weeks before the hurt began to subside in my heart.  We could have easily walked away from the idea of adoption after this huge disappointment, but we didn’t.  Both my husband and I had seen the faces of children in the orphanages we had visited.  We had held the babies and played games with the children.  We knew we had to keep going.  We had to trust God that He still had a plan.

About two months later, we received the phone call I had been dreaming about for four years.  Our new agency called to say there was a little boy they would like to refer to our family, meaning that if we were ready to adopt him, they would help us do it.  She didn’t give us any details about the little boy, other than his age.  She said that the agency would email us his file in a few days that would have all of his pictures and information.

We were so anxious to receive that email.  Two days later, we received the email.  We were blown away at how precious this little boy was, and we were in shock that we were going to get to adopt him.  Our giddiness lasted only a few hours because by that evening we had learned that the Ethiopian government had suspended international adoptions with no reason given or timeline for the suspension to end.

It was the 21st of April, and the spring and beginning of summer is a blur of setting in my backyard trying to focus on anything besides the adoption suspension.

I’d like to tell you that during that season, I completely leaned on the Lord, but many times I leaned on Dunkin Donuts frozen coffees.  Worry was so present in my mind those days that it would completely fog my brain, and the only thing that seemed to make me feel like a human was a big dose of sugar and caffeine in the form of a blended corporate concoction.  It was also clear to me that my vitamin d levels were suffering from the inside life I lived all winter.  A typical day this spring included me doing the minimum school work to finish up our home schooler’s first-grade year while taking every opportunity to refresh my email, search keywords “adoption and Ethiopia” on Twitter, and stocking all the adoption Facebook groups for any clue of what was going to happen with our adoption.

By the time James came home from his work at the church, I was a mess and we would get in the car and get our frozen coffee fix for the day.

Sure I prayed and I would tell you that God was in control, but if someone else said that God’s timing was perfect one more time I would have thrown my frozen coffee in their face.

Would God give us a picture of a beautiful boy who needed a home and then tell us our adoption journey was done?  I honestly didn’t know.

I kept telling God that this whole adoption was His idea, not mine.  Why would He give us this calling, allow our hearts to be fully devoted to the idea of bringing an Ethiopian child into our family, and then threaten to let us fall on our face?

The hard questions weren’t just directed at God.  I accused myself of not really caring about this adorable little boy but really being upset because I would look like a failure if this adoption I had so publicly pursued would end without success.

I spent a lot of time in my Bible that spring reading the words of the prophets Jeremiah and Isaiah.  God’s promise of redemption through His Son was centuries away from those generations, but God was determined to give His people hope.

I needed hope more than frozen coffee.

Therefore the Lord waits to be gracious to you, and therefore he exalts himself to show mercy to you.  For the Lord is a God of justice; blessed are all those who wait for him.
— Isaiah 30:18 ESV

I hit some real low points in my faith life during that season.  I feel shame for these low points asking ugly questions about God and doubting His sovereignty.  I also feel thankfulness for these low points.

I was completely empty.  I was completely powerless.

I had nothing but Jesus to hang onto because each of those low points let me see God better.  The answers would come with tears and the Spirit.  God was loving and sovereign.  God was present in my troubles.

As the calendar turned to July, we began to see the light at the end of our waiting tunnel.  Good news about the future of Ethiopian adoptions began to trickle in, and we were able to continue on our journey.

Our newly redone paperwork was sent to Ethiopia on August 17th, and our last immigration application was received by Homeland Security on September 7th.

The application process with immigration will take about 3-6 months.  Along with this approval from the US government, we are waiting for an approval letter from the Ethiopian government too.  There is no estimated timeline for that letter.  We are just hopeful that we will receive the letter in the same 3-6 months that the immigration approval will be approved.

There is a decent chance that this could happen, but there is also a chance that we could be waiting longer than that.

We definitely need prayer.  Continue to pray for our Hezekiah and our family.

I will update the blog as we know more, but it could be months before I have anything to post.

Thank you again!

4 Years

This big envelope came in the mail this weekend. It's our new home study for the new agency we are using. That along with this giant binder of adoption paperwork represents 4 years of obedience. This week is the 4 year anniversary of sending our adoption application in the mail. I am so ready to trade caring about these papers for caring for a little person. I'm begging God to move soon. Pray for our family's adoption from Ethiopia. We trust You Lord and Your plan, but isn't 4 years long enough?

He Restores My Soul - Adoption Update

We have some disappointing news about our adoption.  Monday we got a call from the case worker at our new agency.  She called to let us know that because of the breakdown in communication in rural Ethiopia, something unexpected had happened.  Because little "A" that we had been working towards adopting the past 3 months was on the waiting child list for so long, the orphanage directors had reached out to other adoption agencies to advocate for him.  One of those agencies found a family wanting to adopt "A."  This family already had their dossier complete and updated, and they had all their agency fees paid and were able to sign an official referral with their agency.  It had already been two weeks before our agency knew this had happened.  Our agency told the orphanage that we were working hard to adopt "A" and very, very close to having our dossier (fancy word for official adoption paperwork) updated, but the orphanage made a judgment call.  The orphanage decided to allow this other family to proceed with adopting "A."

This isn't something that happens often in Ethiopian adoptions.  These were unusual circumstances, but after visiting orphanages the last three summers, I could see how this communication breakdown could easily happen.

We were very disappointed to hear this news Monday, and it has been a rough week dealing with all the feelings that bubbled up after hearing this news about our adoption.

We know we cannot give up, and we are not supposed to quit trying to adopt from Ethiopia.

Our friends and family have been so generous helping us raise money to pay the adoption fees to adopt "A."  We were so very close to having all of our agency fees paid.  We have raised $20,600 since the last week of December!  We were only short $7,000.  That is amazing!

Our home study should be finalized any day now, and our dossier only lacks our final home study copy and about 5 other documents.

Being so close to having everything we needed to adopt "A" made it really hard to accept that we were not going to be able to adopt him.

We are honestly happy that "A" will have a forever family.  He will have a home.  That is what we wanted for him all along.  We are just disappointed that home won't be our home.

All of the money we raised and work we have done updating our home study and dossier can be used to adopt a different child through our new agency.  Our agency has given us a time line that we can expect to be matched with a new child in the next 6 months.

We are going to continue to gather the last of the paperwork needed to complete our dossier, and we will continue waiting for the child God has to place in our home.

It has been hard finding our confidence that the Lord has a plan when we felt so sure that "A" was the boy God had chosen to add to our family.  But God has been slowly speaking into our hurting hearts this week.

On Monday, when I got the heartbreaking call from our agency, I was sitting in the Michael's parking lot about to buy paint.  The plan had been to make as many wood signs as possible this month to sell at a craft show this weekend.  I had just started a new sign.  I picked a Bible verse completely randomly.  I was looking for a Bible verse that was universally loved.  I didn't even think about what the verse or sign said on Monday when I started making it, hoping to make several to sell at the craft show.

On Tuesday, when all I wanted to do was watch mindless television and eat Captain Crunch, I realized that God had given me this verse that I would need before I even knew I needed it.

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters.

He restores my soul.

He leads me in paths of righteousness
for his name’s sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
— Psalm 23:1-4 ESV

God is restoring our soul.  God is planting dreams in our hearts and reassuring our family that He is leading us.  He has a plan.

Fundraising Update

Our paint party fundraiser went well (thank you Amber at Creativity Junction! & Maribel at Buffalo's Cafe) & so did our home study visit.  

There is still an opportunity to have your donation to our adoption matched.

We have been approved for a $1,000 matching grant through Lifesong for Orphans! You can use this link to make a tax-deductible contribution to our adoption. The first $1,000 given will be matched, and $450 has still not been given toward that matching.  So the next $450 given through their webpage will be matched.

We need to raise $8,014 more to pay all of our adoption agency fees for "A"'s referral. The rest of our goal covers our estimated travel costs.

I started gathering dossier documents to send to Ethiopia this week.  There are 24 documents we need to gather, everything from new copies of our birth certificate to a letter from our bank.  I worked on gathering as many as I could this week.  I still lack 8 documents.  Pray for us as we complete these tasks.  Every single document needs to be mistake free and notarized.  I need prayer for endurance and a good attitude!

We are having another garage sale tomorrow, and I am making wooden signs to sell at a booth at Whistle Stop Trade Days in Clarendon on March 3rd & 4th.  

We are getting so close to being in the "waiting for a court date" stage!

Fundraising update & Matching Grant Link

Yay! Yay! Yay!  We are almost to $20,000!

I mentioned in the last post that we had received a matching grant.  Here's the low down.

We have been approved for a $1,000 matching grant through Lifesong for Orphans! You can use this link to make a tax-deductible contribution to our adoption. The first $1,000 given will be matched! We need to raise $8,380 more to pay all of our adoption agency fees for "A"'s referral. The rest of our goal covers our estimated travel costs.

We have our home study visit this weekend and our paint party fundraiser tonight.  Please pray for our family as we continue to fundraise and finish paperwork. And pray for "A" in Ethiopia!

Fundraising update & Matching Grant Opportunity

We had our BBQ fundraiser this week.  It was a big success!  Our totals are now at $17,925 with $9,950 to go!

We have our paint party fundraiser coming up next Thursday, and we are planning to do one more day of garage sale that weekend.

The most exciting news is that we've been approved for a $1,000 matching grant from Lifesong for the Orphan through Paramount Baptist's fund.  Look for links on how you can contribute to that matching grant this week.

Pray for our family as we work to get our paperwork updates completed these next few weeks so that our paperwork will be done as our fundraising is wrapped up.  Thank you for your prayers!

BIG Fundraising Update

We are at $17,473, and I'm calling that 2/3rds funded!  (Please don't burst my bubble and tell me that it isn't all the way to the 2/3 mark.  I can do math.  It's called rounding!)

We had a successful garage sale this weekend.  We are gearing up for a bbq fundraiser this weekend.

The first week of February we are having a paint party fundraiser.  I'm really looking forward to that one.  It sounds like fun!

That weekend we will probably have one last Saturday garage sale.  We still have so much stuff!  Friends were SO generous in donating items for us to sell, after three days of garage sales, I still feel like we haven't made a dent in it!

On top of all this good news, I got a very positive phone call from one of the adoption grants we applied for.  The woman calling was so sweet and encouraging that I actually started bawling.  God is so faithful!  We should know something about that grant in two weeks.

Our family is incredablly thankful for all of our friends and family who have helped out during this process.  We can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel.  We are thankful for every gift - big or small, every act of kindness, every prayer, every auction bid or jewelry purchased, every bit of everything that is beginning to add up to being able to have "A" in our home and in our family.  God bless all of you!  Thank you!


Fundraising Update

Our garage sale was a success.  We were able to raise $870 for our adoption making our current fundraising total $10,708!  (Only $17,167 to go!)

We had tons of great garage sale items left, so we have decided to have it again on Saturday, weather permitting.

I'm also planning a paint party with Creativity Junction.  We will earn 1/2 of all money paid for the paint party for our adoption.  I think that's extremely generous.  The party will be on Thursday, February 9th at 6pm, Buffalo Cafe in Canyon, TX.

As we continue to fundraise, I will be excited to see the 1/2 way mark!  Only a few thousand dollars till that happens!

Thank you to everyone who donated all the wonderful stuff to our garage sale.



Fundraising Update

We are past $9,000!  Specifically $9,086!  Only $18,789 to go.

Right now we are working on having a big garage sale at our church's warehouse (so we can be out of the cold.)  We've asked friends to donate stuff they are getting rid of to our sale, and we've started a pretty good pile of stuff.

I'm also listing things for sale on eBay and making crafts to sell.

We still have a few donations from our video trickling in.  I'm so grateful every single time I see one.  I'm honestly over-the-moon grateful when we get a donation from some stranger who doesn't even know our family.  It's humbling and exciting; it makes me so optimistic about the world.  Thank you to everyone who has contributed to our adoption!  We are just past the 1/3 mark!

Fundraising Update

Our bake sale plus gift wrapping fundraiser was a great success.  Praise, Jesus.  We raised $595!  That with a few donations-to-the-cause brings us to a total of $ $8,533.  Only $19,342 to go!

We are finally under the $20,000 mark, which mentally feels so much better.  The other morning I woke up with the sweats because I had this fear that I had done the math wrong and we had just gotten under $30,000 and we still had $29,000 to go.  Dear morning brain, please quit it.  Get behind me, Satan.  We are in the teens!

I am overwhelmed with gratitude for our friends, family, and even strangers who have given to our adoption.

As I write this, it is Christmas Eve, and I've written about the great joy we are celebrating today on the blog.  Give it a read.

Exciting News!

We have news about our adoption.  We have decided to pursue adopting a waiting child using a different adoption agency.  

Watch our video to hear our announcement.


Copy this into your email, text, or social media messenger & send to 25 friends:

I know this family, and I gave $2.  Can you please give just $2 to make sure this child is placed into a loving home?  Then ask 25 friends to watch this video -->

2 Years Waiting

Sunday was the 2nd anniversary of our DTE.  DTE stands for Dossier To Ethiopia, and it is the date that all our adoption paperwork was officially sent to Ethiopia.  We have been in line, waiting to be matched with a child for two years now.  That a long time.  It was hard not to feel discouraged Sunday.  Our family celebrated our DTE date last year with a fun day of sledding, fro-yo, and a movie.  This year we just did dinner out and fro-yo.  It’s hard to be happy about waiting, but I was glad we gave it our best shot.

Something that occurred to me when I was thinking about how long two years is out of our life.  I’ve been obsessing over the founding father Alexander Hamilton since the moment I first listed to the broadway musical soundtrack of Hamilton.  I bought myself his biography by Ron Chernow, and now I know way too much about his life.  In my defense, it is endlessly fascinating.

In history class we learn these events: Boston tea party, Declaration of Independence, Revolutionary War, Constitutional Convention, Federalist Papers, ratifying and adopting the Constitution.  They all run together in the timeline in my mind.  I picture one leading to the next over a short period of time, but I’m wrong.  As I was reading about Hamilton, I was struck by the lengths of times each of these feats in our country’s history took.  The revolutionary war forged on for 8 years.  Can you believe it lasted almost a decade?  If I knew that in 8th grade, I’ve forgotten.  It took 1 1/2 years to convince congress to adopt the constitution that was written 11 years after independence was declared.

Good things take time.  We live in such an immediate world.  Instant streaming, periscoping, live-tweeting, fast food, and Amazon prime are all part of our daily speak.  My two years of waiting, even if I end up waiting two more years, will all be worth it.  It will be good.

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.
— James 1:17 ESV

Here's a sample of Hamilton.  This track is aptly titled "Wait for It."  It's actually my favorite song from the musical.  It is sung from the point of view of Aaron Burr, the vice president who kills Alexander Hamilton in a duel.  Fun fact:  when he says "My grandfather was a fire and brimstone preacher," he means Jonathan Edwards.  Yes, the preacher critical in The Great Awakening was Aaron Burr's grandfather.  Whoa!  Clearly I'm down the rabbit hole.  Send help.

Gripping Hope During our Home Study Update

Home studies expire.  So do FBI fingerprints.


We are knee deep in updating our home study.  I just went to the doctor today & got a TB test (since I've been out of the country since our last home study.)


Friday James, Lucy, and I will be getting our state fingerprinting done.  Next week I'll take the 3 kids for their doctor visits.  And the next week our social worker will come for her visit.


Even the cat is in on the home study update action.  Bubbles is headed to the vet for his shots this week.


I remember how extremely nervous I was when we did our home study the first time.  I was so crazy nervous that I cleaned behind my washing machine.


I'm not near as nervous this time.  Or as excited.


Our wait time keeps increasing.  It's hard to get excited knowing I probably will have to update our home study again before we get a referral (or matched) with a little boy.


Pray for us during this time of waiting.  Here's what the Lord encouraged me with today.  I'm going to grip hope.


Tonight is the In His Hands Orphans Outreach meeting.  I am leading the meeting in a study from a Created to Connect lesson plan by Karyn Purvis.


The lesson had a verse from Lamentations.  Normally I don't read and study the book of Lamentations because, well the name says it all.  Expressing grief isn't a favorite topic for most people.  But this verse is encouraging.

I’ll never forget the trouble, the utter lostness,

the taste of ashes, the poison I’ve swallowed.

I remember it all—oh, how well I remember—

the feeling of hitting the bottom.

But there’s one other thing I remember,

and remembering, I KEEP A GRIP ON HOPE:

God’s loyal love couldn’t have run out,

his merciful love couldn’t have dried up.

They’re created new every morning.

How great your faithfulness!

I’m sticking with God (I say it over and over).

He’s all I’ve got left.

It’s a good thing to quietly hope,

quietly hope for help from God.
— — Lamentations 3:19-24, 26 (The Message, emphasis added)

How good is that.  As I wait for my child, I'm going to keep a grip on hope.  Thank you Lord for the encouragement from Your Word!

Why I can't imagine not going back

Last week my friend and mission trip leader for the August 2015 ACT trip Shelly Wilson posted a blog titled "Why I'm Going Back."  She explained all the reasons why she felt that God wanted her to go on another mission trip to Ethiopia this summer, even though she, her husband, and her daughter had gone to Ethiopia last summer.

It was great blog post, and you should totally read it.

This weekend I filled out my application to be on her mission team in August.  One of the questions was "Describe why you want to visit the orphans?" and I answered, "I can't imagine not going back."

There are two reason I feel going back isn't even an option for me.  One is that my future son is only a drop in the bucket of the orphan crisis.

I've heard this phrase a lot when I tell people that we are on the list to adopt from Ethiopia.

"You are going to change that kid's whole future."

It's true, and I get goosebumps thinking about what God (not I) am doing in our son's life.

But the fact is that their are millions of orphans in the world that will never get the chance to be adopted.  If you go with the most conservative number, 17.8 million children have lost both their mother and father.  The amount of children that have been adopted in the last decade through international adoption is around 178,000 adoptions.  If you make that into a ratio, it means that less than 1% of those orphans are adopted into a family.

More than 99% of the world's orphans will never be adopted.

Knowing that fact, I can't help but do all the big and little things God sets before me to care for orphans that will never be adopted.

Honestly, I saw needs in the orphanages that were not being met.  I will continue to try to help meet those needs until I hear an audible voice of God telling me to stop.

It is clear to me from God's word that continuing to try to meet the needs of those parentless children is what we as Christians are suppose to be doing.

The second reason I can't imagine not going back is the book of Acts.  If you haven't got out your Bible and read through Acts lately, do it.  Do it, and ask yourself it the early church reminds you of your body of believers.  Most likely you will see some things you and your church are getting right, but you will also be convicted of some things your church is missing the mark on.

Specifically Acts 4:32-37 where it describes the early church sharing their earthy possessions until "there was not a needy person among them" has really opened some serious debate in my head and made my heart so sensitive to the needs of other believers.

On our trip we met the most beautiful, sweet, Christian family.  This family was only a mom and her son, Samuel.  They were both HIV+ and living in a 100 square feet home of corrugated metal and cardboard.  Knowing that this family and I were part of the same Bride of Christ broke my heart in a way that I cannot explain.  This woman was dealing with a serious illness, depression, raising a teenage son with a serious illness, and she was doing it all with less earthly possessions than my 4 year old.

I knew God was taking care of her, and I knew the hope of Jesus was more real to her than most Christians.  But now that I had meet this family, these believers in His church, I knew I was responsible to now live my life like I knew about them, no longer in ignorance of their existence.

Faces are covered out of respect for privacy.
If there is anything I can do to encourage my brothers and sisters in Christ in Ethiopia, I feel I have the responsibility to do it.  Visiting them is encouragement.  Praying for them is encouragement.  Giving is encouragement.  Our mission trip in August will allow me to do all three of these things.

Now that I've told you why I can't imagine not going back to Ethiopia again this August, think about if you can image going.  We have 6 people who have signed up for this trip, and I know God has a few more He is calling to go along with us.  Let me know if that might be you.

I hope I can be the kind of friend you call when the rice is running thin.