Our brother in law gave us a vision about 14 years ago.
We had no money, and had not thought that this idea was even viable for us.
After all, we were(are) on the bottom half of the middle class American family status.
Adoption is not cheap.
Nor is it a fun process.
Plus, who did we think we were??!??!
Did we have what it takes to parent a child not of my womb? Did we want to take the time to learn to love this child? bond with him or her? Take the good, bad, ugly, tears, frustration, resentment, joy, laughter, delight, love, tenderness and issues that they bring. And they ALL bring issues?
Of course the answer is...
In HIM, we are able to take the good & bad.
In HIM we are able to handle the process, both in the paperwork, which can I say, is horrible, the bonding, which is hard, the work involved once they come home.
HE provided the finances, or at least the resources/possibility to pay it off.
Slowly if need be.
In HIM we can look at these faces and not 'see' the differences.
In HIM we see the eyes of hope and yes, sometimes fear that they will be shipped off some place else if they do not behave.
In HIM we remind them they are with us FOREVER. They cannot get rid of us. And we get to hear the laughter of relief, shaded with a little fear, still.
We have 2 baby girls that are not of my womb.
We have 2 girls that ask hard questions, like why did the mommy who had us in their belly not want us? Why do you want us?
We have 2 girls who laugh with abandonment. Cry with hopelessness.
We have 2 girls who remind us almost daily, of GOD's love for us.
At the end of the day, we would not change any of it.
Why am I randomly talking about this??!!?
Every year, I want to do an Orphan Sunday event.
Remind the church of the simplicity of remembering.
Remembering our life is not about us.
Remembering the American dream is really a nightmare in the faith.
Remembering our abundance is not for us to keep, but to bless.
Remembering we, too, are adopted, grafted and became part of the Family.
Will I do it?
People don't want to be reminded.
They want to be encouraged in their lifestyle.
Maybe we will attend a church that is doing it!!!
Maybe we will attend an adoption event at a park somewhere, where we parents can come together and rejoice in the joy and yes, even the pain.
Regardless, if nothing happens, if no one remembers, we will.
We can't help it.
They come tumbling down every morning.
They remind us skin color/eye shape/nationality has nothing to do with love.
It is a good reminder.