How did we get here?

Love

First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the biological baby, then comes the adopted baby....No, I'm not going to bore you with our entire love story. But here is how we got on the adoption path.

Marriage

Dean and I always talked about adoption abstractly, and thought it would be great to have a home full of kids of all different cultures. But it was all talk at that point. Then last summer, I prayed that dangerous prayer, "Lord, break my heart for what breaks Yours." Oops. All of a sudden my eyes were opened to all of the passages in the Bible where God speaks of His love and care for the orphans and widows. My heart started to hurt for all of the innocent ones out there without families. I didn't quite get what was going on yet, but then we saw a small group offered at church called "Adopted for Life". We signed up and God started speaking to both of our hearts that adoption was His plan for us.

Baby in the baby carriage

We saw the beauty in the truth that our Father adopted us into His family. We love because He first loved us (1 John 4:19), and we adopt because He first adopted us. We know that this is going to be a challenging, difficult, and painful experience at times, since adoption only exists because of an imperfect world. But I don't think God signed up for "easy" when He decided to adopt me: a broken, rebellious, risky mess. And just as He has brought joy, peace and redemption into my life by making me a part of His family, I pray that the same will be experienced by our children! What an amazing privilege to be able to live out the gospel through adoption.

And aside from the spiritual, it just made sense to us: there are children who need parents, and we are parents who want children. Ok, it's not just that simple I know, and the only way I can describe it is that God directed us here.

After plenty of prayer, discussion, and research (thank you google), we decided to take the plunge and apply at our adoption agencies. We spent April 1st in prayer and fasting and God led me to Psalm 113, so I scribbled in my Bible next to this psalm, "Start Adoption 4/1/13".

Psalm 113

¹ Praise the Lord.^[a]

Praise the Lord, you his servants;
    praise the name of the Lord.
² Let the name of the Lord be praised,
    both now and forevermore.
³ From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets,
    the name of the Lord is to be praised.

⁴ The Lord is exalted over all the nations,
    his glory above the heavens.
⁵ Who is like the Lord our God,
    the One who sits enthroned on high,
⁶ who stoops down to look
    on the heavens and the earth?

⁷ He raises the poor from the dust
    and lifts the needy from the ash heap;
⁸ he seats them with princes,
    with the princes of his people.
⁹ He settles the childless woman in her home
    as a happy mother of children.

Praise the Lord.

So we jumped in. And here we are. And I can't wait to see where we are going next...

Maybe lemonade stand fundraisers? We will use disposable cups this time instead of the one yellow cup for all customers. Promise. (What did you expect for 10 pennies, people? A germ free cup? We didn't have that kind of capital.)

Hopefully not back to this haircut. Or belly shirt. But bring back the banana seat!

Or back to using measuring cups and syrup jars for glasses since some college boys don't do dishes. We are not going back there. That place was gross.