Day 12: Adoption

31 STORIES OF FAITH ADVENTURES

DAY 12:  ADOPTION - MY ONGOING ADVENTURE

It was Sunday morning, and my husband James had just returned the night before from his 3rd short term mission trip to Africa, his first trip to South Sudan.

My brother-in-law and pastor of Citychurch, Donnie Lane, had gone on the trip as well, and he was sharing a mission report about the trip.  Somewhere around the time he was finishing his report, the Holy Spirit stirred my heart, and I heard the command God had for me, the calling.  It was completely clear to me that God wanted me and my husband to adopt a little boy from Africa.  I was so excited about this new assignment, I wanted to rush up to the pulpit and tell the church.  Reason ruled over my excitement, and I thought maybe I should discuss adding to our family with my husband before I announced it to the whole congregation.

That Sunday was in January of 2013.  Over the next couple months, God led us through a series of small steps of faith and little nudges in the correct direction.  God never laid out a big map or gave us a big picture.  God doesn’t work that way.  When I think of God leading and providing, the best example we have is the Israelites in the desert.  They were given their nourishment in daily portions of manna.  They were lead by a pillar of fire during the night and a pillar of smoke during the day.  This mode of leading and following requires absolute faith and complete dependance.  This may sound like a weak and vulnerable spot to be in, but it is actually the safest and securest place to be.  Being right where God wants me sounds just right.

It has been 32 months since I heard the call to adopt, 30 months since we applied to the international adoption program, and 21 months since our dossier (all of our adoption paperwork) was sent to Ethiopia.

We are still waiting.  We are still on a path without a map.

I know without a shadow of doubt that God had our little boy in mind from before we even ever considered adoption.  (Not that him joining our family is the best plan.)  The best thing would be that he would be happy and healthy in his birth family.  But God knew the path of his little life, and through circumstances of this world, he would be in a place where he would not be able to be cared for by his family.  God would need a willing family to place him in.

No matter how many years we have to wait, we know that God’s timing will be right.  We will have the privilege of allowing God to place a little boy in need of a family into our family.

This is an idealistic explanation of what will happen when we finally are matched with a child, go to court, and adopt that little boy into our family.  The hard truth is that a lot of loss and hurt will be a huge part of my son’s story.  And I hate it.  I want it to be different.  I lament that it won’t be different.

Adoption isn’t the bad guy taking children out of birth families, but adoption isn’t the hero either.  Adoption is necessary.  It is good.  It is complicated.  It is hard.

Adoption has changed my life, my thoughts, and I haven’t even met my son yet.

As I write this today, I am filled with joy because yesterday I heard the news that some adoption friends of ours were boarding a plane with their three new sons.  These three boys were orphans, and now they have a family, two loving parents and two sweet big brothers.  For almost two years, these boys have been stuck.  I’ve prayed and friends have prayed that these boys would be able to leave their country and join their new parents in their new home, and now God has answered that prayer.  This family is on their way home as I type.

God is faithful.  God was faithful to this family, and He will be faithful to my family.  He will be faithful to you too.

For you are a people holy to the LORD your God. The LORD your God has chosen you to be a people for his treasured possession, out of all the peoples who are on the face of the earth. It was not because you were more in number than any other people that the LORD set his love on you and chose you, for you were the fewest of all peoples, but it is because the LORD loves you and is keeping the oath that he swore to your fathers, that the LORD has brought you out with a mighty hand and redeemed you from the house of slavery, from the hand of Pharaoh king of Egypt.

Know therefore that the LORD your God is God, the faithful God who keeps covenant and steadfast love with those who love him and keep his commandments, to a thousand generations,
— Deuteronomy 7:6-9 ESV

 

 

If you are interested in reading more of our adoption journey, here is the link to my first post on that blog.  You can find the second post by clicking the link at the bottom of that webpage.

 

 

I love music.  Here's a song for you.  Our adoption agency has a FaceBook group with other families in our program.  It's been an encouragement to me.  Someone posted this song in our group this week.