Thursday, May 28, 2009
First Deadline Met
In a HUGE step of faith, we sent our first set of fees to AGCI today. My husband and I met this afternoon at my work and had all the paperwork notarized. We overnighted the package. Our dossier materials should be arriving soon. This is no small step.........we've emptied our adoption pot and will have more money due soon. Please pray for us! We serve a big, God! I know He is faithful to the end.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
A moment of clarity
On Saturday night, Rich and I actually went on a date. We were able to hire a babysitter and go out to dinner. It was very nice to have a few hours alone. We went to the Cheesecake Factory and ate entirely too much. Somewhere between our entrees and our Peanut Butter Cup cheesecake (we split it) there was a moment of clarity.
We undeniably know God called us to adopt.
Between the generous donations from our family/friends and payment for some unexpected work, our adoption pot has risen to over $4000. That's 95% of our payment due in a few days.
The deadline is looming. If we don't meet it, we'd either have to apply for an extension or apply to the program again. Neither of which sounds appealing at this point.
Under normal circumstances, we'd be jumping for joy over the provision. We're literally within a few hundred dollars of meeting our goal! But.......we have this lingering concern.....this lingering sadness. Just when I felt our roadblock of financial constraint was lifting (read the entry from March 24th), our efforts to save Lucy dwindled our pot considerably. Our moment of clarity, allowed us to see that that situation was an attack to get us off course. We need to stand in faith....we need to step out in faith....we need to trust, that we will have perfect provision when the time is appropriate.
Yes, we will have to pay for our home study in full in just a few weeks. And yes, I have NO IDEA how that will happen. But for right now, I don't need to know how.
We agreed to take it one-step at a time. Our first fees are due in a few days and we have almost the whole amount. Let's just send it in and not worry about tomorrow......for as a very wise person said "tomorrow has enough worries of it's own!"
So, it was settled. We're stepping out in faith and sending in our pot! It was that simple and back we went to engorging ourselves on cheesecake.
We undeniably know God called us to adopt.
Between the generous donations from our family/friends and payment for some unexpected work, our adoption pot has risen to over $4000. That's 95% of our payment due in a few days.
The deadline is looming. If we don't meet it, we'd either have to apply for an extension or apply to the program again. Neither of which sounds appealing at this point.
Under normal circumstances, we'd be jumping for joy over the provision. We're literally within a few hundred dollars of meeting our goal! But.......we have this lingering concern.....this lingering sadness. Just when I felt our roadblock of financial constraint was lifting (read the entry from March 24th), our efforts to save Lucy dwindled our pot considerably. Our moment of clarity, allowed us to see that that situation was an attack to get us off course. We need to stand in faith....we need to step out in faith....we need to trust, that we will have perfect provision when the time is appropriate.
Yes, we will have to pay for our home study in full in just a few weeks. And yes, I have NO IDEA how that will happen. But for right now, I don't need to know how.
We agreed to take it one-step at a time. Our first fees are due in a few days and we have almost the whole amount. Let's just send it in and not worry about tomorrow......for as a very wise person said "tomorrow has enough worries of it's own!"
So, it was settled. We're stepping out in faith and sending in our pot! It was that simple and back we went to engorging ourselves on cheesecake.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Our Flood
On Sunday morning, my daughter was a little cranky during church. So, I took her outside to enjoy some fresh air and we ended up sitting in the car as she fell asleep. I kept changing the radio station hoping to hear a sermon of my own. Instead, I ended up looking around in the abyss of our mini-van basket. Between the DVD's, take-out menus, gum wrappers, single socks and ball caps: I found the tape of another prophetic word that was spoken over us about one year ago. It blessed my heart mightily.
I just see a mighty, mighty......I see a mighty flood coming. It's not a flood that should harm. It's a flood of refreshing. A flood usually washes away things. This flood is bringing things. It's a mighty wave. A mighty flood. It's not a flood of destruction. It's not a flood of harm. I hear the Lord saying it's a flood of resources.
Along with that flood, I think it's like a washing away or a cleansing of things in the past and everything's going to be washed. After this flood I saw you on a big plot of land....or a farm. I saw you digging up and plowing, plowing and re-plowing and planting seeds. A lot of seed. Rich was out there digging (specifically him), digging and planting. As you plant and water, the seeds will grow. New things are coming. This is a season of plowing and planting.
With the flood, I saw deposits in the Earth. You guys are looking for treasure. I see you with a metal detector and a digging spatula. You are digging for deposits that the flood embedded in the Earth. I see a mighty outpouring. I hear the Lord saying He is giving you strength for this season to do these things. It's going to be a supernatural strength. He says as you find time in Him, He's going to give you time. You feel as though your time is stretched. Your time is thin. You are tired. God says He's going to give you supernatural time. You are going to see the Glory of God. He's going to stop the clock and give you time. Time to listen. Time to be strengthened. Time to be refreshed for this new season.
Sometimes people do not see the results of their work or the fruit of their harvest. God says you are going to see the results of your work. I see multitudes and multitudes......I see many people coming just to be refreshed by you; to listen to your words; for you to minister to them. Many, many people will come to hear you.
I hear the word vacation. Don't worry about the finances. God says who needs money! Just watch and see. God is going to bless your socks off! Rest. Honeymoon. Vacation. God is opening the floodgates of Heaven and pouring out a blessing on you.
That afternoon, we took the kids to the shores of Lake Ontario. We are blessed to live about 1/4 mile from a public-access beach. We often walk along the jetty, throw rocks and sticks and just enjoy the beauty of the outdoors. I was given a visual for the above word. It blessed my heart mightily.
I just see a mighty, mighty......I see a mighty flood coming. It's not a flood that should harm. It's a flood of refreshing. A flood usually washes away things. This flood is bringing things. It's a mighty wave. A mighty flood. It's not a flood of destruction. It's not a flood of harm. I hear the Lord saying it's a flood of resources.
Along with that flood, I think it's like a washing away or a cleansing of things in the past and everything's going to be washed. After this flood I saw you on a big plot of land....or a farm. I saw you digging up and plowing, plowing and re-plowing and planting seeds. A lot of seed. Rich was out there digging (specifically him), digging and planting. As you plant and water, the seeds will grow. New things are coming. This is a season of plowing and planting.
With the flood, I saw deposits in the Earth. You guys are looking for treasure. I see you with a metal detector and a digging spatula. You are digging for deposits that the flood embedded in the Earth. I see a mighty outpouring. I hear the Lord saying He is giving you strength for this season to do these things. It's going to be a supernatural strength. He says as you find time in Him, He's going to give you time. You feel as though your time is stretched. Your time is thin. You are tired. God says He's going to give you supernatural time. You are going to see the Glory of God. He's going to stop the clock and give you time. Time to listen. Time to be strengthened. Time to be refreshed for this new season.
Sometimes people do not see the results of their work or the fruit of their harvest. God says you are going to see the results of your work. I see multitudes and multitudes......I see many people coming just to be refreshed by you; to listen to your words; for you to minister to them. Many, many people will come to hear you.
I hear the word vacation. Don't worry about the finances. God says who needs money! Just watch and see. God is going to bless your socks off! Rest. Honeymoon. Vacation. God is opening the floodgates of Heaven and pouring out a blessing on you.
That afternoon, we took the kids to the shores of Lake Ontario. We are blessed to live about 1/4 mile from a public-access beach. We often walk along the jetty, throw rocks and sticks and just enjoy the beauty of the outdoors. I was given a visual for the above word. It blessed my heart mightily.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Mystery Rides
When I was a kid, we would take "mystery rides." This tradition dates back to my own mother's childhood. On a Sunday afternoon, we would pack lunch and head off down the road with no idea where we were going but ultimately having the adventure of a life-time. We would sometimes get to our destination by flipping a coin at different intersections; heads we would turn right and tails left. Other times my dad would ask "left, right or straight?" and a different kid would answer each time.....of course, sometimes we would end up going in circles!! But mostly, we enjoyed the sites along the way.
Looking back on these adventures, I'm struck by a few things:
1) The ingenuity of my grandparents and ultimately my parents in keeping this tradition alive. It was such a great way to spend family time AND now that I'm a parent, I realize it was a way to keep the peace......no one had to decide where we were going. We all had an equal say in the destination and the road we took to get there. We thought our parents were the coolest people in the world.......letting us decide each and every step along the journey.
2) I sometimes think my parents had a destination in mind and others were true mystery rides even to them. They enjoyed the open space of the road and not being restricted by a time or a deadline to be somewhere.
3) They trusted that adventure was just around the corner. No matter our destination, we could enjoy ourselves anywhere!
Of course, I relate this to our current "Mystery ride:" God ultimately lets me decide "left, right or straight." Will I be obedient to the still small voice telling me which way to go? When I'm at an intersection, will I prayerfully consider the choice in light of the destination? He knows the destination and He is waiting for me to string together the steps to make it there. I am not restricted by a timetable or a deadline. He is in control. No matter the destination (or how long the journey takes), I will have an adventure and should enjoy the ride!.
Looking back on these adventures, I'm struck by a few things:
1) The ingenuity of my grandparents and ultimately my parents in keeping this tradition alive. It was such a great way to spend family time AND now that I'm a parent, I realize it was a way to keep the peace......no one had to decide where we were going. We all had an equal say in the destination and the road we took to get there. We thought our parents were the coolest people in the world.......letting us decide each and every step along the journey.
2) I sometimes think my parents had a destination in mind and others were true mystery rides even to them. They enjoyed the open space of the road and not being restricted by a time or a deadline to be somewhere.
3) They trusted that adventure was just around the corner. No matter our destination, we could enjoy ourselves anywhere!
Of course, I relate this to our current "Mystery ride:" God ultimately lets me decide "left, right or straight." Will I be obedient to the still small voice telling me which way to go? When I'm at an intersection, will I prayerfully consider the choice in light of the destination? He knows the destination and He is waiting for me to string together the steps to make it there. I am not restricted by a timetable or a deadline. He is in control. No matter the destination (or how long the journey takes), I will have an adventure and should enjoy the ride!.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Secret Power
My husband recently decided to clean and organize our storage room in the basement. Honestly, I was initially annoyed because we have so many other parts of the house that could use our attention.....all in places visible to our guests. I kept saying "what's the point? nobody sees this stuff." That was until, he started unearthing treasure: long lost photos, love letters from our college days, trinkets that commemorate different events.....we ended up spending a lot of time reminiscing about wonderful days gone by.........
In the piles of stuff (and embarrassingly boxes we haven't unpacked in the past 2+ years), was a book by Joyce Meyers called The Secret Power of Speaking God's Word.
Just like the title suggests, she outlines the power of daily quoting God's word out loud. Each scripture is categorized by topic: anger, anxiety, courage, faith, hope, prayer, stress, victory, wisdom worship and so on. I literally began using it that day.
Today the scriptures on patience speak loudly to my spirit:
Psalm 37:34 I won't be impatient for the Lord to act! I will keep traveling steadily along His pathway and in due season He will honor me with every blessing.
Psalm 40:1 I waited patiently and expectantly for the Lord; and He inclined me and heard my cry.
Galations 6:9 I will not lose heart and grow weary and faint in acting nobly and doing right, for in due time and at the appointed season I will reap, if I do not loosen and relax my courage and faint.
Colossians 1:11-12 I will be strengthened with all power according to God's glorious might so that I may have great endurance and patience, and joyfully give thanks to the Father, Who has qualified me to share in the inheritance of the saints in the kingdom of light.
We have just over 2 weeks to send in our first set of fees. I believe God can and will do a miracle for our family. What's money to the God of the Universe?! I keep thinking what characteristic is He refining in me ........ today, the answer is patience.
Once this deadline is behind us, the monetary amounts due will increase and the deadlines will come more quickly. I need to learn my lesson each step of the way and keep my eyes focused on the One who has called me to this path.
Please join us in prayer for a miracle.
In the piles of stuff (and embarrassingly boxes we haven't unpacked in the past 2+ years), was a book by Joyce Meyers called The Secret Power of Speaking God's Word.
Just like the title suggests, she outlines the power of daily quoting God's word out loud. Each scripture is categorized by topic: anger, anxiety, courage, faith, hope, prayer, stress, victory, wisdom worship and so on. I literally began using it that day.
Today the scriptures on patience speak loudly to my spirit:
Psalm 37:34 I won't be impatient for the Lord to act! I will keep traveling steadily along His pathway and in due season He will honor me with every blessing.
Psalm 40:1 I waited patiently and expectantly for the Lord; and He inclined me and heard my cry.
Galations 6:9 I will not lose heart and grow weary and faint in acting nobly and doing right, for in due time and at the appointed season I will reap, if I do not loosen and relax my courage and faint.
Colossians 1:11-12 I will be strengthened with all power according to God's glorious might so that I may have great endurance and patience, and joyfully give thanks to the Father, Who has qualified me to share in the inheritance of the saints in the kingdom of light.
We have just over 2 weeks to send in our first set of fees. I believe God can and will do a miracle for our family. What's money to the God of the Universe?! I keep thinking what characteristic is He refining in me ........ today, the answer is patience.
Once this deadline is behind us, the monetary amounts due will increase and the deadlines will come more quickly. I need to learn my lesson each step of the way and keep my eyes focused on the One who has called me to this path.
Please join us in prayer for a miracle.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
A Sweet, Relaxing Day
Today was special.
It began by Tim and Yarong giving me their hand-made Mother's Day gifts. Each designed/created by their loving hands and kept secret until just the perfect moment. How sweet. Yarong's gift also included chocolate. Extra sweet.
Later in the day, we went out to lunch at a local Mexican restaurant and then headed to Rochester's finest celebration: The Lilac Festival. As throngs of people standing around looking at flowers isn't exactly my husband's speed, I reminded him that in two short months Yarong would be heading back to China. She couldn't possibly return without seeing the pride and joy of our region. He said: "You're right, honey." How sweet. I also played the Mother's Day card. To which he smiled and said: "We'll do whatever you want, honey!" That's the sweetest answer of all!
At the Festival, we of course encountered thousands of people, beautiful Lilacs (other flowers too), yummy food, fantastic artwork and good music! At each new sight, I'll just remember the smiles on my childrens faces. How sweet. I also remember that the weather seemed custom-designed for my husband............58 degrees and WINDY!!!! He seemed to enjoy the festival more than anyone. He gave it two thumbs up. Hard to believe he's been in Rochester for almost 15 years and never gone. Truth be told, he's looking forward to next year. What a sweetie!
After a few hours of taking in the sites and as many picture as possible, we headed home for a family dinner. Steak on the grill, zucchini, mushrooms and rice.......and of course, Chinese Tea:) we called it a night.
Gary called around 9pm to tell me he hadn't forgotten about me. What a sweet boy.
My extra sweet present was a hand-written love letter from my husband.
It was a sweet, sweet day.
It began by Tim and Yarong giving me their hand-made Mother's Day gifts. Each designed/created by their loving hands and kept secret until just the perfect moment. How sweet. Yarong's gift also included chocolate. Extra sweet.
Later in the day, we went out to lunch at a local Mexican restaurant and then headed to Rochester's finest celebration: The Lilac Festival. As throngs of people standing around looking at flowers isn't exactly my husband's speed, I reminded him that in two short months Yarong would be heading back to China. She couldn't possibly return without seeing the pride and joy of our region. He said: "You're right, honey." How sweet. I also played the Mother's Day card. To which he smiled and said: "We'll do whatever you want, honey!" That's the sweetest answer of all!
At the Festival, we of course encountered thousands of people, beautiful Lilacs (other flowers too), yummy food, fantastic artwork and good music! At each new sight, I'll just remember the smiles on my childrens faces. How sweet. I also remember that the weather seemed custom-designed for my husband............58 degrees and WINDY!!!! He seemed to enjoy the festival more than anyone. He gave it two thumbs up. Hard to believe he's been in Rochester for almost 15 years and never gone. Truth be told, he's looking forward to next year. What a sweetie!
After a few hours of taking in the sites and as many picture as possible, we headed home for a family dinner. Steak on the grill, zucchini, mushrooms and rice.......and of course, Chinese Tea:) we called it a night.
Gary called around 9pm to tell me he hadn't forgotten about me. What a sweet boy.
My extra sweet present was a hand-written love letter from my husband.
It was a sweet, sweet day.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Bruised Knees (But Worth it?!!)
This morning was week two of Tim's swimming lessons. After class, I stopped at a nearby farm market to look at some flowers.......after all 'tis the season to get planting!
The owners are smart. In addition to flowers, they have mini-golf and a big wooden playground. This year, they've also added a jumping pillow. This huge, inflated pillow gave my son nearly an hour of jumping fun while mommy looked around. They also sell ice cream and kid friendly lunches etc. Super smart!
There's a small fee for the jumping pillow that to Tim's delight earned him a neon-colored paper bracelet to confirm that we paid. He jumped away and when shear tiredness set in, we headed home.....
Once in the driveway, I asked Tim to run down and check the mail. Seconds later I heard a scream like none other. As he was juggling the mail out of the box, his paper bracelet fell off and blew away. Doing the only thing he knew to do, he dropped the mail and took off running down the street after the paper bracelet.
Much to my dismay, he paid no attention to the road. His eyes were set on the bracelet. He ran faster than I've ever seen him run! The bracelet was round and it was windy! You can imagine the site of a 4 year old boy chasing after this neon PAPER bracelet (screaming!!!) as the wind carried it further and further from our house. Nothing I yelled even entered his cognition. He had one thing on his mind.
Unfortunately, the wind can be cruel. For a split second the bracelet came to rest and he DOVE for it. Arms out straight he leapt with all his might. He came crashing down on both knees and rolled onto his left shoulder. At that instant, the wind took the bracelet again. He looked back at me with tears in his eyes....not because he fell but because he needed to run again. He took to running like a super hero and moments later caught up to the bracelet.
I will never forget the smile that lit up his face when he turned around. He was dirty from head to toe, had blood running down both legs clear to his sneakers and an arm that epitomized road rash..........but he had his prized possession. We walked back to the house in silence.....could I really give him a lesson in looking both ways before he crossed the street? .....could I really say "buddy, it was only a paper bracelet!".....nope we walked back in the house in silence happy to have won the prize.
It was silent, just until he looked down and realized he was hurt and there was BLOOD! Then it was screaming and crying and carrying on until just the right combination of mommy's hugs and kisses, medicine, popsicles, knees propped on pillows with the fan blowing on him and his favorite TV show playing that he finally gave in and was silent again! He layed there milking the situation for all it was worth until daddy got home and then somehow he was very brave....
At bed time, he said to me: "Mom, I'm sure the bruises will go away before winter. I'm just glad I got my bracelet back."
Of course, I reflected on the lesson in all of this......
Sometimes, winning the prize will get you a few bumps along the way. In the end, the bruises fade and the prize becomes all you see.
The owners are smart. In addition to flowers, they have mini-golf and a big wooden playground. This year, they've also added a jumping pillow. This huge, inflated pillow gave my son nearly an hour of jumping fun while mommy looked around. They also sell ice cream and kid friendly lunches etc. Super smart!
There's a small fee for the jumping pillow that to Tim's delight earned him a neon-colored paper bracelet to confirm that we paid. He jumped away and when shear tiredness set in, we headed home.....
Once in the driveway, I asked Tim to run down and check the mail. Seconds later I heard a scream like none other. As he was juggling the mail out of the box, his paper bracelet fell off and blew away. Doing the only thing he knew to do, he dropped the mail and took off running down the street after the paper bracelet.
Much to my dismay, he paid no attention to the road. His eyes were set on the bracelet. He ran faster than I've ever seen him run! The bracelet was round and it was windy! You can imagine the site of a 4 year old boy chasing after this neon PAPER bracelet (screaming!!!) as the wind carried it further and further from our house. Nothing I yelled even entered his cognition. He had one thing on his mind.
Unfortunately, the wind can be cruel. For a split second the bracelet came to rest and he DOVE for it. Arms out straight he leapt with all his might. He came crashing down on both knees and rolled onto his left shoulder. At that instant, the wind took the bracelet again. He looked back at me with tears in his eyes....not because he fell but because he needed to run again. He took to running like a super hero and moments later caught up to the bracelet.
I will never forget the smile that lit up his face when he turned around. He was dirty from head to toe, had blood running down both legs clear to his sneakers and an arm that epitomized road rash..........but he had his prized possession. We walked back to the house in silence.....could I really give him a lesson in looking both ways before he crossed the street? .....could I really say "buddy, it was only a paper bracelet!".....nope we walked back in the house in silence happy to have won the prize.
It was silent, just until he looked down and realized he was hurt and there was BLOOD! Then it was screaming and crying and carrying on until just the right combination of mommy's hugs and kisses, medicine, popsicles, knees propped on pillows with the fan blowing on him and his favorite TV show playing that he finally gave in and was silent again! He layed there milking the situation for all it was worth until daddy got home and then somehow he was very brave....
At bed time, he said to me: "Mom, I'm sure the bruises will go away before winter. I'm just glad I got my bracelet back."
Of course, I reflected on the lesson in all of this......
Sometimes, winning the prize will get you a few bumps along the way. In the end, the bruises fade and the prize becomes all you see.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Homestudy Update
Our home study visit last night was super easy. We chatted for a few minutes, handed in our hard work completed over the past few months including half of the home study fee and then took a brief tour of our house. In and out in an hour. In a few weeks, we'll be called to the office to review the draft and then a few weeks later we'll have our completed document. If only everything could go so smoothly.
Our only issue was Obi. He kept wanting to cuddle with the social worker.....not a bad thing if you're a dog person but not everyone is. He didn't understand why we kept shooing him away. Poor guy. Thankfully, Yarong and Tim kept him in the living room while they watched Spy Kids (or at least tried to!).
Our only issue was Obi. He kept wanting to cuddle with the social worker.....not a bad thing if you're a dog person but not everyone is. He didn't understand why we kept shooing him away. Poor guy. Thankfully, Yarong and Tim kept him in the living room while they watched Spy Kids (or at least tried to!).
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Official Homestudy Visit Tonight
Our social worker arrives at 7pm tonight......lots of cleaning to do before then and we both have a full day of work. Pray for us! It will feel great to finally have a tangible item checked off our list.
Monday, May 4, 2009
A real lesson in persistance!
Honestly, my entry yesterday was entitled "a lesson in persistance" as a cute way to show some new photos of Caroline. In the end, the entire experience turned into just that: a lesson in persistance!
I've used JTM for the last 2 months without trouble. As a blog novice, this site has been a great way to get started. I've never had a single problem creating, editing, uploading photos etc. I'm sure you know where I'm going with this. I sat down yesterday morning with 10 minutes to spare. I knew exactly what photos and in what order I planned to enter them. You guessed it! Nothing worked. I couldn't upload a photo. I couldn't even write text. Inexplicably, nothing worked. I tried for longer than I wanted....and was almost late picking up Tim from pre-school. I kept trying throughout the day. I tried on different computers. I tried different photos....and nothing worked. Finally, late last night, 10 hours after beginning my efforts, as if I had never tried before.....poof, the pictures appeared and the entry was complete!
It would have been easier to change my plans. But I persisted.
It would have been easier to give-up. But I persisted.
It would have been easier to do anything at all but what I was doing. But I persisted.
It was a lesson learned. Looking back over the weekend, this same lesson was written all over it. I just wasn't paying attention (yet!).
My Saturday morning began with Tim's first swim lesson without mommy. We have a pool that he loves.......as long as he's wearing a life-jacket. We want him to be more independent and so, I signed him up for an 8 week session at the local YMCA. I was not prepared for the tears that ensued when the teacher called his name. I had to coax him into the water. Finally, he jumped in, laughed in shear delight for 30 minutes and, of course, had to be coaxed out of the water. I had to persist and because I did, he had the time of his life.
Gary came for a visit on Saturday and Sunday. Without sharing the details, it was a very difficult two days. My heart wants him to be in a completely different place maturity-wise. We've been pouring into him for the past 3 years and sometimes I am very discouraged at his choices (his very, very bad choices). As my husband reminded me, we have to persist. For him, we will persist. We have to. It's a matter of life (or death).
When I think about our adoption journey several of these lessons come to mind:
It would be easier to change our plans. But we persist.
It would be easier to give-up. But we persist.
It would be easier to do almost anything else. But we persist.
One day, we will know the joys of adoption first hand. We will have the smile of sweet success and the product of our persistance will be loved and cherished and adored. Until then, whether it takes 10 minutes, 10 weeks, 10 months or 10 years, we will persist! This is a lesson well-learned.
Would you believe this is the third time I've typed this entry? The other two were lost. I'm still persisting!
I've used JTM for the last 2 months without trouble. As a blog novice, this site has been a great way to get started. I've never had a single problem creating, editing, uploading photos etc. I'm sure you know where I'm going with this. I sat down yesterday morning with 10 minutes to spare. I knew exactly what photos and in what order I planned to enter them. You guessed it! Nothing worked. I couldn't upload a photo. I couldn't even write text. Inexplicably, nothing worked. I tried for longer than I wanted....and was almost late picking up Tim from pre-school. I kept trying throughout the day. I tried on different computers. I tried different photos....and nothing worked. Finally, late last night, 10 hours after beginning my efforts, as if I had never tried before.....poof, the pictures appeared and the entry was complete!
It would have been easier to change my plans. But I persisted.
It would have been easier to give-up. But I persisted.
It would have been easier to do anything at all but what I was doing. But I persisted.
It was a lesson learned. Looking back over the weekend, this same lesson was written all over it. I just wasn't paying attention (yet!).
My Saturday morning began with Tim's first swim lesson without mommy. We have a pool that he loves.......as long as he's wearing a life-jacket. We want him to be more independent and so, I signed him up for an 8 week session at the local YMCA. I was not prepared for the tears that ensued when the teacher called his name. I had to coax him into the water. Finally, he jumped in, laughed in shear delight for 30 minutes and, of course, had to be coaxed out of the water. I had to persist and because I did, he had the time of his life.
Gary came for a visit on Saturday and Sunday. Without sharing the details, it was a very difficult two days. My heart wants him to be in a completely different place maturity-wise. We've been pouring into him for the past 3 years and sometimes I am very discouraged at his choices (his very, very bad choices). As my husband reminded me, we have to persist. For him, we will persist. We have to. It's a matter of life (or death).
When I think about our adoption journey several of these lessons come to mind:
It would be easier to change our plans. But we persist.
It would be easier to give-up. But we persist.
It would be easier to do almost anything else. But we persist.
One day, we will know the joys of adoption first hand. We will have the smile of sweet success and the product of our persistance will be loved and cherished and adored. Until then, whether it takes 10 minutes, 10 weeks, 10 months or 10 years, we will persist! This is a lesson well-learned.
Would you believe this is the third time I've typed this entry? The other two were lost. I'm still persisting!
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Just One Minute
A favorite saying from my little flip-calendar says:
I have only just a minute.
Only sixty seconds in it.
Forced upon me.
Can't refuse it.
Didn't choose it.
But it's up to me to use it.
I must suffer if I lose it.
Give account if I abuse it;
Just a tiny little minute--
But eternity is in it.
I want to be crazy for God. I want His finger prints over every aspect of me, of my family, of my life. I desperately want the above statement to ring in my ears every moment. What am I doing for God in this instant? What am I doing for God today? What am I doing for God with my life?
I could change the words to reflect that.
I have only just one life
How many years are in it?
Forced upon me.
Can't refuse it.
Didn't choose it.
But it's up to me to use it.
I must suffer if I lose it.
Give account if I abuse it;
Just a tiny little life--
But eternity is in it.
Our actions may not make sense to the world. We have a beautiful family.......a smart as a whip son and a cute as a button daughter. We have good jobs, a nice house, a loving marriage.....and the blessing of being able to freely worship our Savior. But still I trust that there's more. I want more opportunities to minister His love......I want His perfect design and plan for my life. I know adoption (multiple times over!) is part of that plan and it comes with a price.
I'd be lying if I didn't say I want the quick fix---I want the finances to appear in my mailbox now. Yet we wait.....for His perfect provision.
He has called us to this journey.
He has called us to this life.
He gave me this moment to do something for Him.
I have only just a minute.
Only sixty seconds in it.
Forced upon me.
Can't refuse it.
Didn't choose it.
But it's up to me to use it.
I must suffer if I lose it.
Give account if I abuse it;
Just a tiny little minute--
But eternity is in it.
I want to be crazy for God. I want His finger prints over every aspect of me, of my family, of my life. I desperately want the above statement to ring in my ears every moment. What am I doing for God in this instant? What am I doing for God today? What am I doing for God with my life?
I could change the words to reflect that.
I have only just one life
How many years are in it?
Forced upon me.
Can't refuse it.
Didn't choose it.
But it's up to me to use it.
I must suffer if I lose it.
Give account if I abuse it;
Just a tiny little life--
But eternity is in it.
Our actions may not make sense to the world. We have a beautiful family.......a smart as a whip son and a cute as a button daughter. We have good jobs, a nice house, a loving marriage.....and the blessing of being able to freely worship our Savior. But still I trust that there's more. I want more opportunities to minister His love......I want His perfect design and plan for my life. I know adoption (multiple times over!) is part of that plan and it comes with a price.
I'd be lying if I didn't say I want the quick fix---I want the finances to appear in my mailbox now. Yet we wait.....for His perfect provision.
He has called us to this journey.
He has called us to this life.
He gave me this moment to do something for Him.
Friday, May 1, 2009
Hopeful today
We have a jam-packed weekend.
Tim is starring in his second school play this evening. I'm hoping it goes better than at Christmas when he yelled at the audience to stop laughing at him! He was braying like a donkey and just too cute for words with his other pre-school classmates. Of course his pointing at the crowd and reiterating " I mean it. Cut it out. Stop laughing!" made the audience roar even louder.
Tomorrow, Yarong is taking the SAT's as she's beginning to think about attending college here in the US. We'll spend the afternoon at RIT Imagine; a wonderful festival at our alma mater. Then, we'll cap the evening listening to the Rochester Chinese Choral Society's annual concert. We're, of course, looking forward to the music but extra excited for the reception that follows! Something about authentic Chinese food makes my family beside themselves!
Sunday we hope to relax and take in some nice weather. We also have to finish the paperwork for our social worker visit on Wednesday.
At this moment, I'm praying for a Divine connection this weekend. I feel like we're on the verge of something big.....don't know what.....but I'm hopeful today for what tomorrow will bring.
Tim is starring in his second school play this evening. I'm hoping it goes better than at Christmas when he yelled at the audience to stop laughing at him! He was braying like a donkey and just too cute for words with his other pre-school classmates. Of course his pointing at the crowd and reiterating " I mean it. Cut it out. Stop laughing!" made the audience roar even louder.
Tomorrow, Yarong is taking the SAT's as she's beginning to think about attending college here in the US. We'll spend the afternoon at RIT Imagine; a wonderful festival at our alma mater. Then, we'll cap the evening listening to the Rochester Chinese Choral Society's annual concert. We're, of course, looking forward to the music but extra excited for the reception that follows! Something about authentic Chinese food makes my family beside themselves!
Sunday we hope to relax and take in some nice weather. We also have to finish the paperwork for our social worker visit on Wednesday.
At this moment, I'm praying for a Divine connection this weekend. I feel like we're on the verge of something big.....don't know what.....but I'm hopeful today for what tomorrow will bring.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Our first deadline approaches!
We are about 30 days away from owing our first set of fees to the agency. They give 90 days from contract to have them in. For us, that's June 1st.
We received a very generous gift this week from our family of $1000! That puts us almost 95% of the way to this first set of fees.
The only thing that weighs on my mind is that we had set aside our home study fees as a separate fund. Unfortunately, in our efforts to save Lucy we spent almost 75% of that fund. We're left approaching the end of our needs for the first set of fees but without the money to pay for our home study. We have our actual social worker visit on Wednesday, May 6th. That's one week away!
God knows every deadline. I know He's with us and will provide. I'd like to keep my agency fee fund untouched as we're so close. Please pray for our provision. We want to make the right decision and be in the middle of God's will for our family.
We received a very generous gift this week from our family of $1000! That puts us almost 95% of the way to this first set of fees.
The only thing that weighs on my mind is that we had set aside our home study fees as a separate fund. Unfortunately, in our efforts to save Lucy we spent almost 75% of that fund. We're left approaching the end of our needs for the first set of fees but without the money to pay for our home study. We have our actual social worker visit on Wednesday, May 6th. That's one week away!
God knows every deadline. I know He's with us and will provide. I'd like to keep my agency fee fund untouched as we're so close. Please pray for our provision. We want to make the right decision and be in the middle of God's will for our family.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Encouragement
Today upon my arrival to work, I parked near a woman who is the director of a laboratory that we work closely with. She and I had a lovely conversation as we walked into the hospital. She has always taken a keen interest in our plan to adopt from China but was not aware of our switch to Taiwan. She quickly reminded me that she and her husband are from Taipei. She travels there several times a year to visit family and friends and made the sweetest offer. She would like to accompany my family when we travel. She makes enough trips during the year that it would be very easy to be sure she's in the country when we travel!
What a kind offer and one that I pray comes true......
Later in the day, one of my patients had three adopted children; two from China and one from Taiwan. Clearly a Godly woman she spoke directly to my spirit as she reminisced about her travels and her desire to one day add more adopted children. (She had three biological children and three adopted kids.) Her daughter is seen by my team yearly and as she left, she shook my hand, looked directly into my eyes and said " I'm expecting you to have pictures of your little one here for next year's appointment."
What kind words and ones that I pray come true.......
What a kind offer and one that I pray comes true......
Later in the day, one of my patients had three adopted children; two from China and one from Taiwan. Clearly a Godly woman she spoke directly to my spirit as she reminisced about her travels and her desire to one day add more adopted children. (She had three biological children and three adopted kids.) Her daughter is seen by my team yearly and as she left, she shook my hand, looked directly into my eyes and said " I'm expecting you to have pictures of your little one here for next year's appointment."
What kind words and ones that I pray come true.......
Thursday, April 16, 2009
60% and Counting....
As of today, we have 60% of our first goal (orientation/contract fees).
We have until June 1st to raise the rest.......woohoooo! We're on our way slowly but surely. Praise God for faithful friends and family! Praise God for talents that allow my husband to enjoy a hobby that brings in some extra income! Praise God for giving me the gift of gab. I am often invited to lecture to high school and college students about my career. These lectures sometimes bring with them an honorarium. I gave two such lectures today. All of our "extra" income at this point is going straight in the adoption pot.
We have until June 1st to raise the rest.......woohoooo! We're on our way slowly but surely. Praise God for faithful friends and family! Praise God for talents that allow my husband to enjoy a hobby that brings in some extra income! Praise God for giving me the gift of gab. I am often invited to lecture to high school and college students about my career. These lectures sometimes bring with them an honorarium. I gave two such lectures today. All of our "extra" income at this point is going straight in the adoption pot.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Makin' It Real
Late last week, when I was still feeling very sad and discouraged about Lucy's passing, I was driving to work and for a moment enjoying my "alone time." I was praying that I needed motivation to work on our adoption paperwork as it had fallen by the wayside in the grief of Lucy, the preparation and travel of Easter and just the general craziness of life. It seemed so far off and not a reality at the moment. I wanted to know/feel/experience the realness of the situation. I wanted to remember that at the end of this was a baby/child as real and as loved as my two kiddos. I simply prayed: "Lord, make it real to me. That's all the motivation I need to continue. Please, make it real."
Later that day, I smiled as I read a pressing e-mail from my agency. They wanted to urgently speak with me regarding a possible referral that had come their way in an unusual fashion. I said audibly in the middle of work "thanks for making it real, God."
Even before I called the agency back, I didn't have an impression in my spirit that the child was mine. I can't explain it other than I just had a feeling. However, I still wanted to hear the situation and see what God was up to. I spoke with someone from the agency and learned the details of this precious little one. I was asked to view photos and file information etc. Of course, I said yes knowing that I could fall in love with any baby but praying that I would know 'my' baby. They gave us one day to look at the file and make a decision. To make a long story short, I never felt that we were to proceed and my husband felt the same way.
Nothing could be more "real" than looking into the eyes of an orphan half way around the world in need of a home. I've been praying fervently for this little one to find their home and boy has it lit a fire in me to press forward towards the goal.
*Our social worker is scheduled for our home visit on May 6th at 7pm. From that point, we're one month to completed homestudy....................
Later that day, I smiled as I read a pressing e-mail from my agency. They wanted to urgently speak with me regarding a possible referral that had come their way in an unusual fashion. I said audibly in the middle of work "thanks for making it real, God."
Even before I called the agency back, I didn't have an impression in my spirit that the child was mine. I can't explain it other than I just had a feeling. However, I still wanted to hear the situation and see what God was up to. I spoke with someone from the agency and learned the details of this precious little one. I was asked to view photos and file information etc. Of course, I said yes knowing that I could fall in love with any baby but praying that I would know 'my' baby. They gave us one day to look at the file and make a decision. To make a long story short, I never felt that we were to proceed and my husband felt the same way.
Nothing could be more "real" than looking into the eyes of an orphan half way around the world in need of a home. I've been praying fervently for this little one to find their home and boy has it lit a fire in me to press forward towards the goal.
*Our social worker is scheduled for our home visit on May 6th at 7pm. From that point, we're one month to completed homestudy....................
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Easter Sunday
This year we traveled to my parents house about 2 hours away to celebrate Easter Sunday. We arrived late last evening just in time for dinner.
Today we went to church as a family and after service we had an opportunity to serve the community as part of a free Easter Sunday dinner. About 50 individuals came to eat. My husband, father, brother and children were the wait staff. Volunteers from my parents church lovingly prepared the food and table settings.
What a sight we were! And what a blessing it was!
My favorite picture of the weekend was once we loaded back into the mini-van to head home for our dinner. My mom stayed home with Caroline to cook the potatoes and ham and asparagus and rolls....mmmmmm.
Back in the van, the look on my brothers face was priceless! Each of the kids was exhausted but had such a feeling of pride in their hard work. No words can express how blessed we were. What a lesson for young ones to learn. What an opportunity to serve God. We met some interesting people and spent time getting to know them and their stories.......
From an ex-Elvis impersonator to a college student from Vietnam. From a precious third grade little girl and her father to a little boy my son's age with his mother.....each person had a story. Each person had a reason for being at the dinner. Each person was and is deeply loved by God and created for a purpose; whether they know it or not. To have my family together serving the community in this tangible way is something I will never forget..........it was evidence of how truly blessed we are.
Today we went to church as a family and after service we had an opportunity to serve the community as part of a free Easter Sunday dinner. About 50 individuals came to eat. My husband, father, brother and children were the wait staff. Volunteers from my parents church lovingly prepared the food and table settings.
What a sight we were! And what a blessing it was!
My favorite picture of the weekend was once we loaded back into the mini-van to head home for our dinner. My mom stayed home with Caroline to cook the potatoes and ham and asparagus and rolls....mmmmmm.
Back in the van, the look on my brothers face was priceless! Each of the kids was exhausted but had such a feeling of pride in their hard work. No words can express how blessed we were. What a lesson for young ones to learn. What an opportunity to serve God. We met some interesting people and spent time getting to know them and their stories.......
From an ex-Elvis impersonator to a college student from Vietnam. From a precious third grade little girl and her father to a little boy my son's age with his mother.....each person had a story. Each person had a reason for being at the dinner. Each person was and is deeply loved by God and created for a purpose; whether they know it or not. To have my family together serving the community in this tangible way is something I will never forget..........it was evidence of how truly blessed we are.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
On Wisconsin! On Wisconsin!
Several years ago, when Rich and I bought our first house, the owners invited us over to visit prior to the closing. Our real estate agents thought we were crazy to accept. They saw it as odd.....after all, to them the purchase of a house was only a business deal. Thankfully, we saw it as a loving gesture and an opportunity to ask questions and learn the nuances and character of our new home.
The family had lived in the house for over 30 years and had lovingly raised two boys there. They were sad to move and wanted to be sure that we knew just how much the home meant to them. Health problems and older age were forcing them to move into a smaller, ranch-style home.
It was clear that they had meticulously cared for the house built in 1921. The rooms and yard were immaculate. They simply wanted to sit and visit and we were all too happy to soak in the history and nostalgia of lives well-lived. We hoped to one day have a happy, loving family of our own. We were blessed to hear about the antics of little boys....and to learn of the laughter that had once upon on a time filled the rooms.
At the end of our visit, they took us for a walk into the backyard and around the garage. They highlighted flowerbeds and a tree they had planted a few years before. They expressed their desire for us to be blessed with as many years of happiness in this home as they had experienced.
As we rounded towards the car, the husband stopped and mentioned that they often looked after their elderly neighbor. If we didn't see it as too much trouble, could we please do the same? They couldn't imagine not seeing Fred on a daily basis. They expressed the joy they had in sharing a fence with him.....and it would bless their hearts if they knew we would also take care of him. He had no family and was in need of a connection to people. We answered with a solid "of course!" As we drove away, we laughed to ourselves.................we bought a house......and it came with a free old man!
We moved into that house in November of 2002 but it wasn't until July of the following year that we met Fred. (It gets VERY, VERY cold in western New York--July is around the time things finally thaw out!.)
Our lives were changed forever.
We learned that he was a widower who had lived in that house for 50 years......nearly 15 since his wife died. He had once worked at the university that my husband and I proudly call our alma mater. He bravely buried a granddaughter long before her time. He loves to eat his dessert first. He never goes anywhere without his bow-tie. He taught us the joy of listening to the ballgame on the radio. His home is filled with every piece of artwork his grand-daughters ever scribbled. He eats Junket and buys apple juice by the dozen.....not more, just in case he doesn't live long enough to drink it. While we lived in that house, he kept abreast of our family's goings and comings from his favorite chair by the window.....it just happened to provide a perfect view of our living room, dining room, sun porch, front porch, back porch and yard. Very little happened in the Salamone home without Fred's careful supervision and eagle eyes recording every detail.
Today, we count Fred as family. Every holiday is spent with him. Every special celebration includes him. Our children call him Grandpa Fred. We light up his life and he lifts our spirits. We've moved to a different house but still make a priority to visit him.
We are traveling for Easter but decided to take Fred out for breakfast this morning to celebrate. We went to a local diner where he ordered his standard oatmeal with brown sugar and raisins. He is very close to my 4 year old son Tim. I could hear them laughing and singing and whispering to each other over breakfast.
It wasn't until breakfast was over and we were on our way to my parents house in the afternoon that I understood what they were laughing about. Fred taught Tim a new song....On, Wisconsin.
Tim learned nearly all the words during breakfast. Later, he said to me: "Mom, I know we visit Grandpa Fred to help him but he helps me too. He teaches me fun songs and we laugh about lots of things. I love Grandpa Fred."
This warmed my heart. It is better to give than to receive.
It is a sacrifice to care for him but the rewards we have known for making him matter are beyond description. We are blessed for having known him for the past 6 years and pray for many more to come. My children have an initimate connection with this 80+ year old man and now have the first-hand knowledge of James 1:27: “Religion that our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress…."
So in honor of Grandpa Fred, here's a quirky pre-Easter song......
On, Wisconsin! On, Wisconsin!
Plunge right through that line!
* Run the ball clear down the field,
* A touchdown sure this time. (U rah rah)
On, Wisconsin! On, Wisconsin!
Fight on for her fame
Fight! Fellows! - fight, fight, fight!
We'll win this game.
On, Wisconsin! On, Wisconsin!
Stand up, Badgers, sing!
"Forward" is our driving spirit,
Loyal voices ring.
On, Wisconsin! On, Wisconsin!
Raise her glowing flame
Stand, Fellows, let us now
Salute her name!
The family had lived in the house for over 30 years and had lovingly raised two boys there. They were sad to move and wanted to be sure that we knew just how much the home meant to them. Health problems and older age were forcing them to move into a smaller, ranch-style home.
It was clear that they had meticulously cared for the house built in 1921. The rooms and yard were immaculate. They simply wanted to sit and visit and we were all too happy to soak in the history and nostalgia of lives well-lived. We hoped to one day have a happy, loving family of our own. We were blessed to hear about the antics of little boys....and to learn of the laughter that had once upon on a time filled the rooms.
At the end of our visit, they took us for a walk into the backyard and around the garage. They highlighted flowerbeds and a tree they had planted a few years before. They expressed their desire for us to be blessed with as many years of happiness in this home as they had experienced.
As we rounded towards the car, the husband stopped and mentioned that they often looked after their elderly neighbor. If we didn't see it as too much trouble, could we please do the same? They couldn't imagine not seeing Fred on a daily basis. They expressed the joy they had in sharing a fence with him.....and it would bless their hearts if they knew we would also take care of him. He had no family and was in need of a connection to people. We answered with a solid "of course!" As we drove away, we laughed to ourselves.................we bought a house......and it came with a free old man!
We moved into that house in November of 2002 but it wasn't until July of the following year that we met Fred. (It gets VERY, VERY cold in western New York--July is around the time things finally thaw out!.)
Our lives were changed forever.
We learned that he was a widower who had lived in that house for 50 years......nearly 15 since his wife died. He had once worked at the university that my husband and I proudly call our alma mater. He bravely buried a granddaughter long before her time. He loves to eat his dessert first. He never goes anywhere without his bow-tie. He taught us the joy of listening to the ballgame on the radio. His home is filled with every piece of artwork his grand-daughters ever scribbled. He eats Junket and buys apple juice by the dozen.....not more, just in case he doesn't live long enough to drink it. While we lived in that house, he kept abreast of our family's goings and comings from his favorite chair by the window.....it just happened to provide a perfect view of our living room, dining room, sun porch, front porch, back porch and yard. Very little happened in the Salamone home without Fred's careful supervision and eagle eyes recording every detail.
Today, we count Fred as family. Every holiday is spent with him. Every special celebration includes him. Our children call him Grandpa Fred. We light up his life and he lifts our spirits. We've moved to a different house but still make a priority to visit him.
We are traveling for Easter but decided to take Fred out for breakfast this morning to celebrate. We went to a local diner where he ordered his standard oatmeal with brown sugar and raisins. He is very close to my 4 year old son Tim. I could hear them laughing and singing and whispering to each other over breakfast.
It wasn't until breakfast was over and we were on our way to my parents house in the afternoon that I understood what they were laughing about. Fred taught Tim a new song....On, Wisconsin.
Tim learned nearly all the words during breakfast. Later, he said to me: "Mom, I know we visit Grandpa Fred to help him but he helps me too. He teaches me fun songs and we laugh about lots of things. I love Grandpa Fred."
This warmed my heart. It is better to give than to receive.
It is a sacrifice to care for him but the rewards we have known for making him matter are beyond description. We are blessed for having known him for the past 6 years and pray for many more to come. My children have an initimate connection with this 80+ year old man and now have the first-hand knowledge of James 1:27: “Religion that our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress…."
So in honor of Grandpa Fred, here's a quirky pre-Easter song......
On, Wisconsin! On, Wisconsin!
Plunge right through that line!
* Run the ball clear down the field,
* A touchdown sure this time. (U rah rah)
On, Wisconsin! On, Wisconsin!
Fight on for her fame
Fight! Fellows! - fight, fight, fight!
We'll win this game.
On, Wisconsin! On, Wisconsin!
Stand up, Badgers, sing!
"Forward" is our driving spirit,
Loyal voices ring.
On, Wisconsin! On, Wisconsin!
Raise her glowing flame
Stand, Fellows, let us now
Salute her name!
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Lessons from Veggie Tales
Tonight before bed, I read my son his new library book: A Veggie Tales Classic "An Easter Carol." It's the Christmas Carol story adapted to teach Ebenezer Nezzer the real meaning of Easter.
At the beginning of the story Nezzer already has a factory of mechanical chickens that lay colorful plastic eggs . Now, he wants to build a place where everyone will buy his colored eggs and chocolate bunnies and have Easter egg hunts every day. He wants to build Easter Land at the site where the old St. Bart's church sits today. "People are wasting their time sitting in those pews when they could be out buying eggs!"
Of course the town people are afraid. The church is set to be demolished tomorrow morning at 8am. Until......Ebenezer Nezzer has three visions. You guessed it: One of Easter past, Easter present and Easter future.
Smack in the middle of the story (as the veggies are going to bed) there was a lesson seemingly written just for me.
"'What'll we do, Dad?' Edmund asked as they finished saying their prayers that night. 'Well Edmund, we need to have hope, and we need to remember that no matter what happens, God is taking care of us,' his Dad explained. 'Faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. Now try to get some sleep and remember that I love you.'"
The dialogue in my head was swirling. God you called us to adopt. You promised that you would bring us a flood of provision to do Your work. My response should be one of hope because no matter what happens You are taking care of me and faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. And just like the father in the story He doesn't want us to worry for one second. I imagined Him saying "Now try to get some sleep and remember that I love you."
Of course, my deep thoughts were interrupted by......."Mom, are they broccoli or asparagus?"
You know the end of the story. The church was saved because Ebenezer Nezzer was shown the true meaning of Easter. He fixes up the orphanage, gives medicine to little Edmund and vows never to build an Easter Land. Way to go Veggies! Way to have Faith and Hope and way to trust that your God is taking care of you. Thank you for reminding us all. What a valuable lesson.
At the beginning of the story Nezzer already has a factory of mechanical chickens that lay colorful plastic eggs . Now, he wants to build a place where everyone will buy his colored eggs and chocolate bunnies and have Easter egg hunts every day. He wants to build Easter Land at the site where the old St. Bart's church sits today. "People are wasting their time sitting in those pews when they could be out buying eggs!"
Of course the town people are afraid. The church is set to be demolished tomorrow morning at 8am. Until......Ebenezer Nezzer has three visions. You guessed it: One of Easter past, Easter present and Easter future.
Smack in the middle of the story (as the veggies are going to bed) there was a lesson seemingly written just for me.
"'What'll we do, Dad?' Edmund asked as they finished saying their prayers that night. 'Well Edmund, we need to have hope, and we need to remember that no matter what happens, God is taking care of us,' his Dad explained. 'Faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. Now try to get some sleep and remember that I love you.'"
The dialogue in my head was swirling. God you called us to adopt. You promised that you would bring us a flood of provision to do Your work. My response should be one of hope because no matter what happens You are taking care of me and faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. And just like the father in the story He doesn't want us to worry for one second. I imagined Him saying "Now try to get some sleep and remember that I love you."
Of course, my deep thoughts were interrupted by......."Mom, are they broccoli or asparagus?"
You know the end of the story. The church was saved because Ebenezer Nezzer was shown the true meaning of Easter. He fixes up the orphanage, gives medicine to little Edmund and vows never to build an Easter Land. Way to go Veggies! Way to have Faith and Hope and way to trust that your God is taking care of you. Thank you for reminding us all. What a valuable lesson.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Inching Towards the Goal
To date, we have received 40% of our first set of fees! We are so grateful to our family and friends each of whom have generously given to our adoption dream. We have until June 1st to raise the remaining amount. Some unexpected payments for outside work will bring our pot to 60% by the end of April! Thank you God for your faithfulness.
We have a long way to go as this is only the first set of fees.......but I wanted to pause and think about how far we've come. We pray that each gift will be returned 100-fold. God knows how He will provide the rest. We are praying for obedience on the part of those who are feeling led to bless us and we are praying for wisdom for ourselves in knowing how to go about fundraising.
Serving God is never boring.
We have a long way to go as this is only the first set of fees.......but I wanted to pause and think about how far we've come. We pray that each gift will be returned 100-fold. God knows how He will provide the rest. We are praying for obedience on the part of those who are feeling led to bless us and we are praying for wisdom for ourselves in knowing how to go about fundraising.
Serving God is never boring.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Reason for celebration
In the midst of our Lucy heartache, we had reason for celebration. Our sweet Caroline turned 1 on Wednesday, March 25th. Thankfully, she had no idea what was happening around her. Thankfully, it was her first birthday and she didn't know that she was entitled to open presents and eat cake and have us serenade her.........Never fear, we eventually celebrated a few days later. It was a little subdued but happy nonetheless.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Ready to write again
On the evening of my last post, we came home to our beloved Lucy (nearly 7 year old Pug) not feeling well. Tail uncurled, ears low etc. She sat and cuddled with me as we watched TV that night. However, at bed time, we opted to gate in her in the laundry room with a soft blanket rather than have her join me in her usual spot (on my pillow!)
Very late that night , my husband checked on her and found that she wasn't doing well. So, at 2 am, I rushed her to the emergency vet. She was hospitalized immediately with the doctor having little understanding of what was happening. I sat in the waiting room praying; I think aloud. Here we are trusting God for a huge amount of finances. On the very day that I'm proclaiming (for the world to read) that our "roadblock" was being removed, we were attacked by the enemy. Most of you know, that nothing costs more than an emergency vet visit.
Anyway, very long story short---mostly to spare myself the details--- Lucy was hospitalized overnight Tuesday and all day Wednesday. By Thursday, she was doing much worse and at 2:20 pm on Thursday, March 26th, she died.
Now, to say I was a wreck is the understatement of the year. This was my first baby. She lived and breathed and moved for her "mommy." Everyday for nearly 7 years, I could count on her to be excited when I came home.....to beg for scrambled eggs, fresh baked bread or baby carrots (weird I know!).....to be ready to cuddle at a moments notice....and generally just adding fun, love and excitement to our house. Those of you with pets understand perfectly....
Today, is the first day I could even think about writing. Too many tears and just too hard........ Please pray for me and for our other beloved pug Obi; whose never been alone for a single day in his life. He seems so sad and lost without his girl. The rest of my family seems to be doing ok.
We've had several care-packages and cards sent to us.......thank you to our dear friends and family for loving on us in that way. We so appreciate each and every one of you.
Her time was way too short but her life was full of adventure and antics we will never forget. We love you Lucy-girl!
*06/21/02-03/26/09*
Very late that night , my husband checked on her and found that she wasn't doing well. So, at 2 am, I rushed her to the emergency vet. She was hospitalized immediately with the doctor having little understanding of what was happening. I sat in the waiting room praying; I think aloud. Here we are trusting God for a huge amount of finances. On the very day that I'm proclaiming (for the world to read) that our "roadblock" was being removed, we were attacked by the enemy. Most of you know, that nothing costs more than an emergency vet visit.
Anyway, very long story short---mostly to spare myself the details--- Lucy was hospitalized overnight Tuesday and all day Wednesday. By Thursday, she was doing much worse and at 2:20 pm on Thursday, March 26th, she died.
Now, to say I was a wreck is the understatement of the year. This was my first baby. She lived and breathed and moved for her "mommy." Everyday for nearly 7 years, I could count on her to be excited when I came home.....to beg for scrambled eggs, fresh baked bread or baby carrots (weird I know!).....to be ready to cuddle at a moments notice....and generally just adding fun, love and excitement to our house. Those of you with pets understand perfectly....
Today, is the first day I could even think about writing. Too many tears and just too hard........ Please pray for me and for our other beloved pug Obi; whose never been alone for a single day in his life. He seems so sad and lost without his girl. The rest of my family seems to be doing ok.
We've had several care-packages and cards sent to us.......thank you to our dear friends and family for loving on us in that way. We so appreciate each and every one of you.
Her time was way too short but her life was full of adventure and antics we will never forget. We love you Lucy-girl!
*06/21/02-03/26/09*
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Roadblocks
I spent a few minutes today reflecting on several prophetic words we have received. This excerpt gave me comfort as we await a financial miracle:
"There have been some roadblocks. Some senses of moving forward and moving back. What's going on here? We keep trying to move forward and we keep hitting this roadblock. The Lord says, don't worry about the roadblocks. I'm removing them. There are areas that you are going to enter into that are going to be crystal clear. There's going to be a new clarity to your ministry. Clarity in direction. Clarity for expansion. Forget the roadblocks. Don't let man affect your vision and your dreams. For I've got a new plan. Stand back and be ready because it is going to be incredible." Pure Streams Prophetic Ministry
We've always felt that the main roadblock to adoption was the finances. Thank you, Lord for removing this roadblock. We are excited that you are giving us clarity. We can't wait to see how this incredible journey unfolds. We are humbled by your love for us!
"There have been some roadblocks. Some senses of moving forward and moving back. What's going on here? We keep trying to move forward and we keep hitting this roadblock. The Lord says, don't worry about the roadblocks. I'm removing them. There are areas that you are going to enter into that are going to be crystal clear. There's going to be a new clarity to your ministry. Clarity in direction. Clarity for expansion. Forget the roadblocks. Don't let man affect your vision and your dreams. For I've got a new plan. Stand back and be ready because it is going to be incredible." Pure Streams Prophetic Ministry
We've always felt that the main roadblock to adoption was the finances. Thank you, Lord for removing this roadblock. We are excited that you are giving us clarity. We can't wait to see how this incredible journey unfolds. We are humbled by your love for us!
Sunday, March 22, 2009
A few more unexpected gifts
After four more financial gifts from close friends and family, we're inching closer to being able to send in our first set of agency fees. Please continue to pray for us in this area. We have a savings for our summer expenses (my husband is a teacher) and we're contemplating whether to dip into that or to wait for the full provision. I'm reminded that nearly every miracle outlined in the Bible required a step of faith.......a step towards God showing that we completely trust Him. It would be a huge step to send in that money. However, we don't need it for today. We know He can provide........We know He will provide.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Gentle Nudge
We received our first gentle nudge from our agency via e-mail.
"When will you be sending in your first fees?"
It's an innocent enough question and something I, myself, would like to know. We've been blessed with a few gifts so far. For that, we are beyond thankful. We've felt that this is God's plan and that we are being obedient to Him. We've also felt that He would provide 100% of the funds needed. Now, we're not afraid of hard work. We're happy to fundraise and sell our stuff. We're happy to ask for help.......we just need Divine wisdom on how to proceed. We also need wisdom on how to answer when inquiries come. So for today, the answer is......
"We're waiting for God's provision. It's coming. We'll send in the fees as soon as possible."
"When will you be sending in your first fees?"
It's an innocent enough question and something I, myself, would like to know. We've been blessed with a few gifts so far. For that, we are beyond thankful. We've felt that this is God's plan and that we are being obedient to Him. We've also felt that He would provide 100% of the funds needed. Now, we're not afraid of hard work. We're happy to fundraise and sell our stuff. We're happy to ask for help.......we just need Divine wisdom on how to proceed. We also need wisdom on how to answer when inquiries come. So for today, the answer is......
"We're waiting for God's provision. It's coming. We'll send in the fees as soon as possible."
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Traveling on My Knees
by Sandra Goodwin
Last night I took a journey
To a land across the seas;
I did not go by boat or plane,
I traveled on my knees.
I saw so many people there
In deepest depths of sin,
But Jesus told me I should go,
That there were souls to win.
But I said, "Jesus, I cannot go
And work with such as these."
He answered quickly, "Yes, you can
By traveling on your knees."
He said, "You pray; I'll meet the need,
You call and I will hear;
Be concerned about lost souls,
Of those both far and near."
And so I tried it, knelt in prayer,
Gave up some hours of ease;
I felt the Lord right by my side
While traveling on my knees.
As I prayed on and saw souls saved
And twisted bodies healed,
And saw God's workers' strength renewed
While laboring on the field.
I said, "Yes, Lord, I have a job,
My desire Thy will to please;
I can go and heed Thy call
By traveling on my knees."
Last night I took a journey
To a land across the seas;
I did not go by boat or plane,
I traveled on my knees.
I saw so many people there
In deepest depths of sin,
But Jesus told me I should go,
That there were souls to win.
But I said, "Jesus, I cannot go
And work with such as these."
He answered quickly, "Yes, you can
By traveling on your knees."
He said, "You pray; I'll meet the need,
You call and I will hear;
Be concerned about lost souls,
Of those both far and near."
And so I tried it, knelt in prayer,
Gave up some hours of ease;
I felt the Lord right by my side
While traveling on my knees.
As I prayed on and saw souls saved
And twisted bodies healed,
And saw God's workers' strength renewed
While laboring on the field.
I said, "Yes, Lord, I have a job,
My desire Thy will to please;
I can go and heed Thy call
By traveling on my knees."
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
I knew it would happen
Each time my family takes a step of faith, I can feel myself getting stronger........
I knew it would happen. I can feel my ability to trust God growing. It's like I can feel a pressure in my chest in response to our earthly situation. I then whisper through that pressure "God, help us. You have to come through.You said you'd come through. I trust you" I have to admit that the pressure in my chest grows heavier as the stakes seemingly get higher. But, each time my ability to chase that pressure away is stronger, better, quicker etc.
It's simple. Breathe in. Breathe out. Trust the One who created me and the One who knows His plans for my life. Trust that He has my best interest at heart and that He loves me. He's shown me time and time again that I am a precious daughter of His. He will do what He said He would and always Has. I just need to believe and keep breathing and praising and praying and chasing that pressure feeling away!
I knew it would happen. The day when fees are due and I'm still trusting God. It's surprising how easy it was today to chase the pressure away. I almost think it seems too big for me to even worry about. There was too much to be done to even worry for one minute. So, I breathed and praised and prayed (and worked and cleaned and did laundry.......) and somehow that pressure feeling fled in an instant. Fees are still due but I'm not feeling the pressure to do anything. God has to.
I knew it would happen. The day God answered our prayers and we had the provision for this adoption. We're praying for the wave of resources He's promised. That day is coming our way!
I knew it would happen. I can feel my ability to trust God growing. It's like I can feel a pressure in my chest in response to our earthly situation. I then whisper through that pressure "God, help us. You have to come through.You said you'd come through. I trust you" I have to admit that the pressure in my chest grows heavier as the stakes seemingly get higher. But, each time my ability to chase that pressure away is stronger, better, quicker etc.
It's simple. Breathe in. Breathe out. Trust the One who created me and the One who knows His plans for my life. Trust that He has my best interest at heart and that He loves me. He's shown me time and time again that I am a precious daughter of His. He will do what He said He would and always Has. I just need to believe and keep breathing and praising and praying and chasing that pressure feeling away!
I knew it would happen. The day when fees are due and I'm still trusting God. It's surprising how easy it was today to chase the pressure away. I almost think it seems too big for me to even worry about. There was too much to be done to even worry for one minute. So, I breathed and praised and prayed (and worked and cleaned and did laundry.......) and somehow that pressure feeling fled in an instant. Fees are still due but I'm not feeling the pressure to do anything. God has to.
I knew it would happen. The day God answered our prayers and we had the provision for this adoption. We're praying for the wave of resources He's promised. That day is coming our way!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Welcome Class of 2022! Huh?
Even when you're knee deep in adoption paperwork, wishing you had more hours in the day to devote to it.....life goes on! Tonight, I had my son's kindergarten orientation. I was surprised to see a packed auditorium full of people. I was even more surprised to hear the cheers, claps, whooping and hollering as the superintendent welcomed us as parents to the orientation for the "Class of 2022." How did that happen?
My little guy is growing up so fast. It seems like just yesterday that we welcomed him home and now he's nearly 5. Where has all the time gone? I need to stop trying to hurry up to the next thing and enjoy each stage of our crazy life......(including the paperwork phase of this adoption).
My little guy is growing up so fast. It seems like just yesterday that we welcomed him home and now he's nearly 5. Where has all the time gone? I need to stop trying to hurry up to the next thing and enjoy each stage of our crazy life......(including the paperwork phase of this adoption).
Monday, March 16, 2009
You Are My All in All
Over the next few weeks/months, I plan to share why we've entitled our adoption "Journey to Our Taiwanese Treasure." We've had many confirmations, impressions on our hearts and even prophetic words that make this the best analogy for our future child. She is a treasure.........as are all children.
The other day while driving home from work a classic praise and worship song (that I can remember singing in elementary school and younger) popped in my head. Once again, my jaw fell open as I reflected on its personal significance. I've always loved it and can remember singing it in praise to God during seemingly difficult times in my life. At that moment I was praying for a financial breakthrough. Saying all the things God already knows about our needs to make this happen. I'm sure I sounded like a broken record. Then (seemingly louder than my prayers), I heard that still, small voice: Seeking you as a precious jewel, Lord to give up I'd be a fool. You are my all in all. I began singing and I had strength to endure for another day..........
Let this song remind you today: To trust Him. To not give up. He is your all in all.
You Are My All in All
You are my strength when I am weak,
You are the treasure that I seek,
You are my all in all.
Seeking You as a precious jewel,
Lord to give up I'd be a fool,
You are my all in all.
Jesus, Lamb of God - worthy is Your name.
Jesus, Lamb of God - worthy is Your name.
Taking my sin, my cross, my shame,
Rising again, I bless Your name,
You are my all in all.
When I fall down, You pick me up,
When I am dry You fill my cup,
You are my all in all.
The other day while driving home from work a classic praise and worship song (that I can remember singing in elementary school and younger) popped in my head. Once again, my jaw fell open as I reflected on its personal significance. I've always loved it and can remember singing it in praise to God during seemingly difficult times in my life. At that moment I was praying for a financial breakthrough. Saying all the things God already knows about our needs to make this happen. I'm sure I sounded like a broken record. Then (seemingly louder than my prayers), I heard that still, small voice: Seeking you as a precious jewel, Lord to give up I'd be a fool. You are my all in all. I began singing and I had strength to endure for another day..........
Let this song remind you today: To trust Him. To not give up. He is your all in all.
You Are My All in All
You are my strength when I am weak,
You are the treasure that I seek,
You are my all in all.
Seeking You as a precious jewel,
Lord to give up I'd be a fool,
You are my all in all.
Jesus, Lamb of God - worthy is Your name.
Jesus, Lamb of God - worthy is Your name.
Taking my sin, my cross, my shame,
Rising again, I bless Your name,
You are my all in all.
When I fall down, You pick me up,
When I am dry You fill my cup,
You are my all in all.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Celebrating St. Patrick's Day!
Every year we stop to figure it out....I am only 1/8 Irish. BUT I never miss an opportunity to make corned beef and cabbage (or wear green!). We celebrated today with our good friends/neighbors. This is two years in a row that we've been blessed with their company.
Last year, I remember laughing at how in less than a month we'd have baby Caroline arriving. She was born two weeks later. During dinner tonight, I couldn't help but wonder if there will be another Salamone by next year's celebration!
Here's to hoping she'll be wearing green, digging into my interesting fare and as happy as my two (1/16 each) Irish Blessings!!
With the first light of sun---BLESS YOU
When the long day is done---BLESS YOU
In your smiles and your tears---BLESS YOU
Through each day of your years---BLESS YOU
May your warm and lovin' heart
be filled with joy and laughter
And may this little Irish wish
bring you happiness ever after
Last year, I remember laughing at how in less than a month we'd have baby Caroline arriving. She was born two weeks later. During dinner tonight, I couldn't help but wonder if there will be another Salamone by next year's celebration!
Here's to hoping she'll be wearing green, digging into my interesting fare and as happy as my two (1/16 each) Irish Blessings!!
With the first light of sun---BLESS YOU
When the long day is done---BLESS YOU
In your smiles and your tears---BLESS YOU
Through each day of your years---BLESS YOU
May your warm and lovin' heart
be filled with joy and laughter
And may this little Irish wish
bring you happiness ever after
Friday, March 13, 2009
Unexpected Gifts
I met a long-time friend for lunch last week. She had received our letter and wanted to bless our family with a financial gift towards our adoption. A few days earlier, a co-worker did the same. The gifts total enough to cover what we've spent thus far (homestudy and agency application fees).
The gratitude I feel is immeasurable. We are a long way from our goal but each small sacrifice is a huge blessing. I pray that the gifts are returned 100 fold.
Luke 6:38 (The Living Bible: For if you give, you will get! Your gift will return to you in full and overflowing measure, pressed down, shaken together to make room for more, and running over. Whatever measure you use to give---large or small---will be used to measure what is given back to you.
We pray often: Lord, please keep your flood of provision coming our way. You know our needs and the deadlines at hand. We trust you.
The gratitude I feel is immeasurable. We are a long way from our goal but each small sacrifice is a huge blessing. I pray that the gifts are returned 100 fold.
Luke 6:38 (The Living Bible: For if you give, you will get! Your gift will return to you in full and overflowing measure, pressed down, shaken together to make room for more, and running over. Whatever measure you use to give---large or small---will be used to measure what is given back to you.
We pray often: Lord, please keep your flood of provision coming our way. You know our needs and the deadlines at hand. We trust you.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Potential Timeline
Here's the "guess"timate we're working with:
Homestudy: 2-3 months (we should have our completed homestudy in ~ 6-7 weeks)
Dossier (we're working on it simultaneous to the homestudy): 2 months
Referral (including Child Background Study) : 6-8 months
Acceptance of Referral: 10 days
Petition for Adoption submission: 4-6 weeks
Obtain Initial Court Date: 2-4 weeks
First Court Decree: 1-3 months
Second Court Decree: After two week mandatory appeal time
Travel (to Taitung): Minimum of two day stay (to Taipei): up to 4 days
Dare I say it....... we could be traveling next spring-summer. I've read enough journals to know that anything can happen. We need to take one step at a time.....trusting God each step of the way.
A little birdie told me that the first family in our pilot group received their referral within 1 or 2 days of Dossier submission instead of the projected 6-8 months. How cool would that be.......
Homestudy: 2-3 months (we should have our completed homestudy in ~ 6-7 weeks)
Dossier (we're working on it simultaneous to the homestudy): 2 months
Referral (including Child Background Study) : 6-8 months
Acceptance of Referral: 10 days
Petition for Adoption submission: 4-6 weeks
Obtain Initial Court Date: 2-4 weeks
First Court Decree: 1-3 months
Second Court Decree: After two week mandatory appeal time
Travel (to Taitung): Minimum of two day stay (to Taipei): up to 4 days
Dare I say it....... we could be traveling next spring-summer. I've read enough journals to know that anything can happen. We need to take one step at a time.....trusting God each step of the way.
A little birdie told me that the first family in our pilot group received their referral within 1 or 2 days of Dossier submission instead of the projected 6-8 months. How cool would that be.......
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Need a little help from our friends
We recently sent out a letter to our family and friends both announcing our upcoming adoption as well as asking for their help in three areas.
For some, helping will simply mean joining us in our excitement! We want people to ask about the latest updates, our name choices, if the room is ready etc.
For others, helping us will mean praying for our family. We've asked for prayer as we move through this process, and prepare for the newest Salamone. Specifically that we would remain obedient to God’s will. Please pray for our child (whose probably developing in utero as I write).........that God would tenderly care for this precious baby until we are able to bring her home.
For a select few, it will be in the area of financial support. Some may be willing and able to help us reach the anticipated $25,000 mark either through gifts or loans. We humbly asked that they consider this. And pray for obedience for those who feel called to help us financially. Those who are able to assist would be an integral part of the mandate in James 1:27: “Religion that our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress….
For some, helping will simply mean joining us in our excitement! We want people to ask about the latest updates, our name choices, if the room is ready etc.
For others, helping us will mean praying for our family. We've asked for prayer as we move through this process, and prepare for the newest Salamone. Specifically that we would remain obedient to God’s will. Please pray for our child (whose probably developing in utero as I write).........that God would tenderly care for this precious baby until we are able to bring her home.
For a select few, it will be in the area of financial support. Some may be willing and able to help us reach the anticipated $25,000 mark either through gifts or loans. We humbly asked that they consider this. And pray for obedience for those who feel called to help us financially. Those who are able to assist would be an integral part of the mandate in James 1:27: “Religion that our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress….
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Easy as pie
Our orientation went very smoothly...........
We gulped down dinner, set the kids in front of the TV (Beauty and the Beast), grabbed two phones and piles and piles of paper and headed to the basement. Not sure what we were expecting......but in less than 30 minutes flat we heard every detail regarding potential timeline, fees, expectations of who will complete what by when. Lickety-split and we were done! Now the ball is in our court to return the piles of paperwork with our first set of fees.............
I'm praying that the rest of this journey goes as smoothly!
We gulped down dinner, set the kids in front of the TV (Beauty and the Beast), grabbed two phones and piles and piles of paper and headed to the basement. Not sure what we were expecting......but in less than 30 minutes flat we heard every detail regarding potential timeline, fees, expectations of who will complete what by when. Lickety-split and we were done! Now the ball is in our court to return the piles of paperwork with our first set of fees.............
I'm praying that the rest of this journey goes as smoothly!
Monday, March 9, 2009
Orientation
Orient - familiarize (someone) with new surroundings or circumstances; "The dean of students tries to orient the freshmen"
Today is our first real step beyond the application process. We have our Taiwan Program Orientation call this evening. In preparation we were asked to familiarize ourselves with the fee schedule, our service plan, the expected timeframe for the entire process etc. Once we complete our phone call tonight, we then need to have everything notarized and mailed back to the agency with our first set of fees (several thousand dollars). On one hand, this seems a bit overwhelming but, honestly, on the other it seems so small and insignificant. God called us to this plan. He said He’d provide. He knows the deadlines set forth by our agency. Case closed. God doesn’t need me micromanaging His plan.
During church yesterday morning our pastor quoted Hudson Taylor (missionary to China) as saying “God’s work done in God’s way will never lack God’s supply.” God, we believe we’re doing your work; in your way. Help us to be obedient to what you've called us to do. Direct our paths. Direct each and every step. Keep our eyes on you and not on our earthly circumstances. We humbly ask that you bring a flood of your supply.
Matthew 6:25
For this reason I say to you, do not be worried about your life, as to what you will eat or what you will drink; nor for your body, as to what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? "Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they? And who of you by being worried can add a single hour to to his life?
Today is our first real step beyond the application process. We have our Taiwan Program Orientation call this evening. In preparation we were asked to familiarize ourselves with the fee schedule, our service plan, the expected timeframe for the entire process etc. Once we complete our phone call tonight, we then need to have everything notarized and mailed back to the agency with our first set of fees (several thousand dollars). On one hand, this seems a bit overwhelming but, honestly, on the other it seems so small and insignificant. God called us to this plan. He said He’d provide. He knows the deadlines set forth by our agency. Case closed. God doesn’t need me micromanaging His plan.
During church yesterday morning our pastor quoted Hudson Taylor (missionary to China) as saying “God’s work done in God’s way will never lack God’s supply.” God, we believe we’re doing your work; in your way. Help us to be obedient to what you've called us to do. Direct our paths. Direct each and every step. Keep our eyes on you and not on our earthly circumstances. We humbly ask that you bring a flood of your supply.
Matthew 6:25
For this reason I say to you, do not be worried about your life, as to what you will eat or what you will drink; nor for your body, as to what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? "Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they? And who of you by being worried can add a single hour to to his life?
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Small Heroes vs. Super Heroes
My son has this little board book called “Small Heroes of the Bible.” He has just reluctantly passed it on to his little sister! It’s the story of preschool teacher, Mrs. Champion & her class learning about ordinary people who were just ordinary until they were called by God. In that rhyme-y, sing-song way of pre-school stories, they write about Noah, Moses, Sampson, David, Esther, Daniel and Jonah.
We know the Bible has a lot to say on the topic of adoption:
Psalm 68:5-6; A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in His holy dwelling. God sets the lonely in families.
Hosea 14:3; In thee the orphan finds mercy
Psalm 82:3; Defend the cause of the weak and fatherless, maintain the rights of the poor and oppressed.
I certainly count the hundreds of thousands of families before ours that have made the sacrifice to adopt as Heroes. They took Gods’ word and ran with it. They’re, honestly, just an ordinary group of people that were called by God to grab hold of a vision: a vision of what their family could be like or should be like. They know intimately what scripture says:
Romans 8:15- You have received a spirit of adoption as sons by which we cry out, “Abba! Father!”
1 John 3:1- How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God.
Since we announced our plan to adopt via letter to our friends and family earlier this week, we have encountered some Small Heroes of our own. Friends e-mailing to say: “we are with you” and “we support you!” A surprise financial gift from a long-time friend who could’ve found 1000’s of other uses for the money……for her own children. Family calling to say they are proud of us and our decision and can’t wait to meet the newest Salamone. Those small gestures are worth more than you know. While this journey may not be logical, it is born in our hearts and matters of the heart cannot be explained. I've walked with God long enough to know that His path is rarely logical.
So, to all the other ordinary people who were called by God to do something seemingly crazy and obeyed: You will be counted along with Noah, Moses, Sampson, David, Esther, Daniel and Jonah…….you are not just Small Heroes you are Super Heroes!
As this silly pre-school book ends it says “Now we’ve met the heroes. They taught us well. The lessons of the Bible both show and tell. Noah, Jonah, Esther and more. Read the Bible and see your spirits soar.” I wholeheartedly agree. Find time today and your weary soul will find rest.
We know the Bible has a lot to say on the topic of adoption:
Psalm 68:5-6; A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in His holy dwelling. God sets the lonely in families.
Hosea 14:3; In thee the orphan finds mercy
Psalm 82:3; Defend the cause of the weak and fatherless, maintain the rights of the poor and oppressed.
I certainly count the hundreds of thousands of families before ours that have made the sacrifice to adopt as Heroes. They took Gods’ word and ran with it. They’re, honestly, just an ordinary group of people that were called by God to grab hold of a vision: a vision of what their family could be like or should be like. They know intimately what scripture says:
Romans 8:15- You have received a spirit of adoption as sons by which we cry out, “Abba! Father!”
1 John 3:1- How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God.
Since we announced our plan to adopt via letter to our friends and family earlier this week, we have encountered some Small Heroes of our own. Friends e-mailing to say: “we are with you” and “we support you!” A surprise financial gift from a long-time friend who could’ve found 1000’s of other uses for the money……for her own children. Family calling to say they are proud of us and our decision and can’t wait to meet the newest Salamone. Those small gestures are worth more than you know. While this journey may not be logical, it is born in our hearts and matters of the heart cannot be explained. I've walked with God long enough to know that His path is rarely logical.
So, to all the other ordinary people who were called by God to do something seemingly crazy and obeyed: You will be counted along with Noah, Moses, Sampson, David, Esther, Daniel and Jonah…….you are not just Small Heroes you are Super Heroes!
As this silly pre-school book ends it says “Now we’ve met the heroes. They taught us well. The lessons of the Bible both show and tell. Noah, Jonah, Esther and more. Read the Bible and see your spirits soar.” I wholeheartedly agree. Find time today and your weary soul will find rest.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
When we wait......
.........we should wait......
With the soul Psalms 62:1 Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from him cometh my salvation Psalms 62:5 My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him
With earnest desire Psalms 130:6 My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: I say, more than they that watch for the morning
With patience Psalms 37:7 Rest in the LORD, and wait patiently for him: fret not thyself because of him who prospereth in his way, because of the man who bringeth wicked devices to pass Psalms 40:1 I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
With resignation Lamentations 3:26 It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the LORD
With hope in His word Psalms 130:5 I wait for the LORD, my soul doth wait, and in his word do I hope
With full confidence Micah 7:7 Therefore I will look unto the LORD; I will wait for the God of my salvation: my God will hear me.
Continually Hosea 12:6 Therefore turn thou to thy God: keep mercy and judgment, and wait on thy God continually.
All the day Psalms 25:5 Lead me in thy truth, and teach me: for thou art the God of my salvation; on thee do I wait all the day.
Especially in adversity Psalms 59:1-9 Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God: defend me from them that rise up against me. Deliver me from the workers of iniquity, and save me from bloody men. For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul: the mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O LORD. They run and prepare themselves without my fault: awake to help me, and behold. Thou therefore, O LORD God of hosts, the God of Israel, awake to visit all the heathen: be not merciful to any wicked transgressors. Selah.
With the soul Psalms 62:1 Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from him cometh my salvation Psalms 62:5 My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him
With earnest desire Psalms 130:6 My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: I say, more than they that watch for the morning
With patience Psalms 37:7 Rest in the LORD, and wait patiently for him: fret not thyself because of him who prospereth in his way, because of the man who bringeth wicked devices to pass Psalms 40:1 I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
With resignation Lamentations 3:26 It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the LORD
With hope in His word Psalms 130:5 I wait for the LORD, my soul doth wait, and in his word do I hope
With full confidence Micah 7:7 Therefore I will look unto the LORD; I will wait for the God of my salvation: my God will hear me.
Continually Hosea 12:6 Therefore turn thou to thy God: keep mercy and judgment, and wait on thy God continually.
All the day Psalms 25:5 Lead me in thy truth, and teach me: for thou art the God of my salvation; on thee do I wait all the day.
Especially in adversity Psalms 59:1-9 Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God: defend me from them that rise up against me. Deliver me from the workers of iniquity, and save me from bloody men. For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul: the mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O LORD. They run and prepare themselves without my fault: awake to help me, and behold. Thou therefore, O LORD God of hosts, the God of Israel, awake to visit all the heathen: be not merciful to any wicked transgressors. Selah.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Waiting Upon God
Isaiah 40:31 They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings of eagles, they shall run and not be weary and they shall walk and not faint
o If we wait alone, we will be without strength. We will be faint and we will be weary
o If we wait with God, we will have renewed strength and the wings of eagles. We shall run and walk
Throughout His word, God encourages us to wait for Him:
o Psalms 27:14 Wait on the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the LORD.
o Psalms 37:7 Rest in the LORD, and wait patiently for him: fret not thyself because of him who prospereth in his way, because of the man who bringeth wicked devices to pass.
o Hosea 12:6 Therefore turn thou to thy God: keep mercy and judgment, and wait on thy God continually
Please pray for us as we embark on a seemingly endless journey of paperwork. We are in the midst of paperwork for our home study and paperwork for our agency. Please pray that we will be focused on the task at hand. SO much paperwork. SO little time......but SO worth it!
o If we wait alone, we will be without strength. We will be faint and we will be weary
o If we wait with God, we will have renewed strength and the wings of eagles. We shall run and walk
Throughout His word, God encourages us to wait for Him:
o Psalms 27:14 Wait on the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the LORD.
o Psalms 37:7 Rest in the LORD, and wait patiently for him: fret not thyself because of him who prospereth in his way, because of the man who bringeth wicked devices to pass.
o Hosea 12:6 Therefore turn thou to thy God: keep mercy and judgment, and wait on thy God continually
Please pray for us as we embark on a seemingly endless journey of paperwork. We are in the midst of paperwork for our home study and paperwork for our agency. Please pray that we will be focused on the task at hand. SO much paperwork. SO little time......but SO worth it!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
12 year ago today....
......my husband and I began dating while in college! I had no real chance of knowing what I was getting into. Only that I couldn't imagine my life without this person. He is an amazing teacher, father, husband and human being. As I sat down to write this entry, I flipped my daily calendar. Today's entry: March 5th: "The man who walks with God always gets to his destination!"
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Rich, I just feel that the Lord has given you a special anointing. I see this anointing over you as a leader and as being the head of your family. God has a special, special anointing on you. Father, we thank you for this anointing that you have placed on Rich right now. We just thank you for expanding this anointing. He's going to move out in you in a special way. He's going to be known in many places. He's going to be known in all the things that he does because that anointing is just going to be flowing through him........I just see God doing some miraculous things in the both of you. I see God bringing people to you and you are speaking into people's lives. I see that there's a call on both of your lives and it's more than you can even think or imagine what God's going to do. I see Him expanding you in so many different ways. In ways that you never thought He would expand you in. I just see you growing, growing and growing in Him. Pure Streams Prophetic Ministry 02/04/07
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Pray for him today. He's on his way to the doctor after work for his official home study physical. He is NOT happy about it. Pain with a purpose, honey. Pain with a purpose.
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Rich, I just feel that the Lord has given you a special anointing. I see this anointing over you as a leader and as being the head of your family. God has a special, special anointing on you. Father, we thank you for this anointing that you have placed on Rich right now. We just thank you for expanding this anointing. He's going to move out in you in a special way. He's going to be known in many places. He's going to be known in all the things that he does because that anointing is just going to be flowing through him........I just see God doing some miraculous things in the both of you. I see God bringing people to you and you are speaking into people's lives. I see that there's a call on both of your lives and it's more than you can even think or imagine what God's going to do. I see Him expanding you in so many different ways. In ways that you never thought He would expand you in. I just see you growing, growing and growing in Him. Pure Streams Prophetic Ministry 02/04/07
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Pray for him today. He's on his way to the doctor after work for his official home study physical. He is NOT happy about it. Pain with a purpose, honey. Pain with a purpose.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Story of a Lily
December 18, 2004 is a very important day in our household. It was the day our hearts were gripped by the plight of orphans worldwide and changed forever. It is the day that we ‘officially’ decided to act, we ‘officially’ decided to alter the face of our family forever and we ‘officially’ decided to let God lead us to our future son or daughter.
On this particular day, I was home with my then 6 month old son, hanging out, catching up on laundry, cleaning etc. At nap time, I decided to put on an episode of Oprah that I had DVR’d during the week. Her guest was Lisa Ling and it documented the plight of “The Lost Girls of China.” Never before had something motivated me on such a deep level. I watched it through tears that came from my spirit. I knew God was calling us to adopt; specifically a little girl from China.
It was a long few hours before my husband returned home. I immediately asked him to sit down and watch Oprah. Although, he initially rolled his eyes, stated that I shouldn’t tell his friends he was watching her, he ultimately had the same response I did. We would pursue an international adoption…..
We stayed up until nearly 2 am talking about it and asking God to confirm that this was His will for us. The next morning, we again excitedly spoke of traveling to China. As we arrived at church (tired from staying up late), we honestly were a little distracted during praise and worship. Each of us was separately asking God if we were hearing Him correctly. Our mouths dropped open as from the pulpit they showed pictures of the pastor’s son in China picking up his beautiful daughter! Photo after photo showed smiling faces and a few tears on their “Gotcha Day,” I knew that it was only a matter of time before we experienced the same wave of emotion. God is so good. He is in the details……again and again proving that He wants to make himself known to us.
Within a few days, we had a name. Lily. As we announced to our family our intentions to adopt, we also told them our name. I felt it was so important to have a name…….to prayer for our daughter by name. Lily. What a beautiful name.
In my naiveté, I had it all worked out. I would turn 30 in the summer of 2007 and we would bring our daughter home in 2008 (preferably around the time of the Olympics). We continued to buy presents for Lily and talk to our son about his little sister. We have a dresser drawer full of trinkets and special items……ladybugs galore…..all for our Lily.
As 2007 began and we learned we no longer met the criteria for an adoption from China we decided to have another biological child. We were more than thrilled and super excited about her impending birth. However, I had a nagging feeling. Why had I so clearly felt that we would have Lily home in 2008……...
In November of 2007, I had an opportunity to travel to Hangzhou, China for a Cancer Genetics conference for work. Even though I was 4 months pregnant, it was an opportunity that I couldn’t pass up. God had given me a heart for China and now I had the chance to set foot there. I didn’t yet know that I was carrying a girl but felt in my spirit that I was…….how do all these mothers handle the societal pressure to have a boy……what must it feel like to abandon your newborn daughter? I simply couldn’t imagine. My trip to China was beautiful, peaceful and fast!! There and back in a whirlwind 5 days. We had an opportunity to visit West Lake; the most famous landmark in Hangzhou.
As I watched the world prepare for the Olympics in Beijing, my heart was fixated on what could have been…….and what I felt was supposed to be. I prayed that I would have peace and know that God was in control. On July 30, 2008 just days before the Olympics were to begin, I found myself reading about hundreds of international students looking for host homes for the upcoming school year. I sent a quick inquiry assuming it would be for the following school year. I learned moments later that there was still time for us to host for the 2008-2009 school year……but we needed to act fast.
The agency sent me a few profiles of young women in China and within 30 minutes we had a confirmation that we would be hosting Yarong for the 2008 school year…..and that she would be arriving in less than 30 days. What? How could that be so easy?? Imagine my surprise when I viewed her profile and she was from…….you guessed it…..Hangzhou, China! Her introductory essay spoke about her love of all things American, her desire to be a physician, her love of Art and the joy she has when walking around West Lake. I felt an instant peace and I knew her family would too. They could send her to a family where the mom had been to her home town.
Yarong had been waiting for a family to choose her for nearly 8 months. The deadline to find a family was August 1st! With only hours to spare, she found a home and became our daughter. We began e-mailing a few weeks later in preparation for her arrival. During our e-mail exchanges she requested help choosing an American/English name. She originally chose Cindy and asked that we call her that instead of Yarong. I expressed that we would follow her wishes but were happy to call her by her given name. A few days later she e-mailed again with the news she wanted to change her English name to Susy. Did we mind? Which one did we like better? Again, we expressed that we would follow her wishes. I am very struck by the meaning of names and decided to look up both in hopes of helping her choose. Moments later another e-mail. Susy it was.
I proceeded with my plans but only looked up Susy (or in this case Susan). Susan is Hebrew for Lily. (check for yourself at www.babynames.com)
God had fulfilled His promise to our family. He had brought Lily home and around the time of the Olympics. As my husband says, you can’t make this stuff up!
God is in the details and He desires to make Himself known to you…….
On this particular day, I was home with my then 6 month old son, hanging out, catching up on laundry, cleaning etc. At nap time, I decided to put on an episode of Oprah that I had DVR’d during the week. Her guest was Lisa Ling and it documented the plight of “The Lost Girls of China.” Never before had something motivated me on such a deep level. I watched it through tears that came from my spirit. I knew God was calling us to adopt; specifically a little girl from China.
It was a long few hours before my husband returned home. I immediately asked him to sit down and watch Oprah. Although, he initially rolled his eyes, stated that I shouldn’t tell his friends he was watching her, he ultimately had the same response I did. We would pursue an international adoption…..
We stayed up until nearly 2 am talking about it and asking God to confirm that this was His will for us. The next morning, we again excitedly spoke of traveling to China. As we arrived at church (tired from staying up late), we honestly were a little distracted during praise and worship. Each of us was separately asking God if we were hearing Him correctly. Our mouths dropped open as from the pulpit they showed pictures of the pastor’s son in China picking up his beautiful daughter! Photo after photo showed smiling faces and a few tears on their “Gotcha Day,” I knew that it was only a matter of time before we experienced the same wave of emotion. God is so good. He is in the details……again and again proving that He wants to make himself known to us.
Within a few days, we had a name. Lily. As we announced to our family our intentions to adopt, we also told them our name. I felt it was so important to have a name…….to prayer for our daughter by name. Lily. What a beautiful name.
In my naiveté, I had it all worked out. I would turn 30 in the summer of 2007 and we would bring our daughter home in 2008 (preferably around the time of the Olympics). We continued to buy presents for Lily and talk to our son about his little sister. We have a dresser drawer full of trinkets and special items……ladybugs galore…..all for our Lily.
As 2007 began and we learned we no longer met the criteria for an adoption from China we decided to have another biological child. We were more than thrilled and super excited about her impending birth. However, I had a nagging feeling. Why had I so clearly felt that we would have Lily home in 2008……...
In November of 2007, I had an opportunity to travel to Hangzhou, China for a Cancer Genetics conference for work. Even though I was 4 months pregnant, it was an opportunity that I couldn’t pass up. God had given me a heart for China and now I had the chance to set foot there. I didn’t yet know that I was carrying a girl but felt in my spirit that I was…….how do all these mothers handle the societal pressure to have a boy……what must it feel like to abandon your newborn daughter? I simply couldn’t imagine. My trip to China was beautiful, peaceful and fast!! There and back in a whirlwind 5 days. We had an opportunity to visit West Lake; the most famous landmark in Hangzhou.
As I watched the world prepare for the Olympics in Beijing, my heart was fixated on what could have been…….and what I felt was supposed to be. I prayed that I would have peace and know that God was in control. On July 30, 2008 just days before the Olympics were to begin, I found myself reading about hundreds of international students looking for host homes for the upcoming school year. I sent a quick inquiry assuming it would be for the following school year. I learned moments later that there was still time for us to host for the 2008-2009 school year……but we needed to act fast.
The agency sent me a few profiles of young women in China and within 30 minutes we had a confirmation that we would be hosting Yarong for the 2008 school year…..and that she would be arriving in less than 30 days. What? How could that be so easy?? Imagine my surprise when I viewed her profile and she was from…….you guessed it…..Hangzhou, China! Her introductory essay spoke about her love of all things American, her desire to be a physician, her love of Art and the joy she has when walking around West Lake. I felt an instant peace and I knew her family would too. They could send her to a family where the mom had been to her home town.
Yarong had been waiting for a family to choose her for nearly 8 months. The deadline to find a family was August 1st! With only hours to spare, she found a home and became our daughter. We began e-mailing a few weeks later in preparation for her arrival. During our e-mail exchanges she requested help choosing an American/English name. She originally chose Cindy and asked that we call her that instead of Yarong. I expressed that we would follow her wishes but were happy to call her by her given name. A few days later she e-mailed again with the news she wanted to change her English name to Susy. Did we mind? Which one did we like better? Again, we expressed that we would follow her wishes. I am very struck by the meaning of names and decided to look up both in hopes of helping her choose. Moments later another e-mail. Susy it was.
I proceeded with my plans but only looked up Susy (or in this case Susan). Susan is Hebrew for Lily. (check for yourself at www.babynames.com)
God had fulfilled His promise to our family. He had brought Lily home and around the time of the Olympics. As my husband says, you can’t make this stuff up!
God is in the details and He desires to make Himself known to you…….
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
The Butterfly Kingdom
We planned to move forward with an adoption from China just after Caroline’s first birthday. We again set our sights on China; specifically a child from a special needs list. Given my work as a genetic counselor, our family felt pretty comfortable with a variety of needs. Unfortunately, as we approach her first birthday this month, we still do not meet the criteria (our student loan debt prevents us from having a net worth large enough for China to consider us as prospective adoptive parents). After discussing the possibility of applying for a waiver of the net worth criteria, it became evident that an adoption from mainland China would not be possible at this time. However, the agency that I've volunteered with in the past is piloting a program in Taiwan. They were seeking a few flexible families who could begin the process immediately. Here comes the chaos! Thank you God for directing our path. The image above was taken in November at a local children's museum. It was long before we knew that we'd be heading to Taiwan--The Butterfly Kingdom--to find the newest Salamone. Looking back it was odd that I stopped to take such a photo. Little did I know the significance. God is so good!
Monday, March 2, 2009
But why adoption?
Fact: There are between 100-200 million orphans in the world; all in need of a warm home and loving parents. Many have asked “but with a problem so big is it worth it?” The now commonplace but poignant story about the starfish may shed some light: ………… “Sir, why are you taking the time to try to save one starfish when there are thousands lying on the beach? You can’t possibly make any difference!” The older man smiled, bent over, picked up another starfish and flung it into the ocean. Then he said, “It made a difference to that one!” We want to make our warm, loving home available in the hope that we can make a difference to at least one. We already know the difference a loving home can make. We’ve had the pleasure of providing foster care for one of my husband's former students (Gary) as well as hosting a young exchange student (Yarong) from China during this school year. The opening of our home (and the craziness and chaos that it brings), has only strengthened our desire to adopt. We know with hard work and more importantly God’s guidance, we can make a difference. It is nothing short of a miracle that He has entrusted us with Gary and Yarong. Today, we count them as our children and are blessed to do so.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
We're expecting!
No, not in the traditional sense, but we have recently begun the initial preparations to expand our family through the miracle of adoption. We are thrilled to begin this journey and can only imagine what lies around the corner for us. This plan to expand our family through adoption has been a work in progress for more than 4 years. We are beyond excited that our time has finally come.
“You’re doing what?”
On December 18, 2004, we made the ‘official’ decision to adopt. We say ‘official’ because we had long talked about it, but this time we decided to take action towards this goal. As our son was only 6 months old at the time, it was something for the future but a firm decision none-the-less. We began immersing ourselves in adoption by reading as much as possible, volunteering with an adoption agency, enrolling in Mandarin classes and generally just being excited about our future family. We began what seemed like an endless wait to finally be ‘old’ enough to adopt from China. Finally, a few months before my 30th birthday, we officially started the process to bring home a little girl. Two short months later, new rules regarding adoptive parents went into effect. Our plans needed to drastically change as we no longer met the criteria to adopt from China. We knew, at that moment, adoption was meant for our future but sadly not for our present. God knew best because in March of 2008, we welcomed Caroline Olivia into our family (the old-fashioned way). What a blessing and a true gift from God she is! Thankfully, there were roadblocks to our adopting on our first try. If not, we would never have known the joy of our sweet Caroline.
“You’re doing what?”
On December 18, 2004, we made the ‘official’ decision to adopt. We say ‘official’ because we had long talked about it, but this time we decided to take action towards this goal. As our son was only 6 months old at the time, it was something for the future but a firm decision none-the-less. We began immersing ourselves in adoption by reading as much as possible, volunteering with an adoption agency, enrolling in Mandarin classes and generally just being excited about our future family. We began what seemed like an endless wait to finally be ‘old’ enough to adopt from China. Finally, a few months before my 30th birthday, we officially started the process to bring home a little girl. Two short months later, new rules regarding adoptive parents went into effect. Our plans needed to drastically change as we no longer met the criteria to adopt from China. We knew, at that moment, adoption was meant for our future but sadly not for our present. God knew best because in March of 2008, we welcomed Caroline Olivia into our family (the old-fashioned way). What a blessing and a true gift from God she is! Thankfully, there were roadblocks to our adopting on our first try. If not, we would never have known the joy of our sweet Caroline.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Journey to Our Taiwanese Treasure
The following is an excerpt from a recorded prophetic word my husband
and I received on February 4, 2007. At the time, as we sat there with
our son Timothy (now age 4) we were in awe. Can we handle this? Are we
ready for such a crazy, chaotic life? Well, two years later, I'm confident
that we are. We know beyond a shadow of a doubt that we are to expand our family through the miracle of adoption. Please join us on this crazy
adventure and read as we add to our family, one treasure at a time!
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"As I was just standing here, I saw a host of children. I don’t know. They are just coming from every place, everywhere. It’s like you guys are going to have so many children. And I don’t know if that means children of your own or children from somewhere else. I just see God bringing children to you. A lot of children! I know Gods going to work it out. He has a plan. And whatever that plan is, He’s going to reveal it to you and I think He’s already shown some of the things that He has that He wants you to do with children. I just see these hosts of children coming from everywhere. There’s just so many of them coming and coming and coming. So many children! I just see that for you right now." Pure Streams Prophetic Ministry
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