Just, Whoa!

Whoa.  The past two weeks have been a whirlwind of activity:  accepting the referrals for three sisters, fundraising like the crazy people we are, and having the realization that we’ll be going from two English-speaking kids to five with varying language competency, one of whom is two years older than my current oldest, in a matter of only six months has hit me like a fully-loaded matatu.  Whoa.

The thought can be overwhelming at times!  But we are certain that God is leading us in this direction, and we’ve had so much confirmation along the way.  I don’t think for a second that this will be easy.  In fact, we’ve heard from several families who are built similarly who have said, one after another, virtually word-for-word, it’s freaking hard . . . but so worth it.  [Side note:  DA and I may have repeated this phrase in conversations with one another so much so that our six-year-old is now saying it.   Forgive us.]  And there is definitely risk involved.   But we acknowledge that any other calling God might extend to us has risks, as well (including parenting the two that are currently under our roof).

So, as we go forward, we’re trusting in his grace.  We’re trusting in the presence of his Spirit.  We’re trusting that his financial provision will grow to include provision for an abundance of wisdom, and love, and grace in parenting. We are also fortunate to live in a community full of adoption-related resources, including other adoptive parents.  And we are believing that God can make something good and beautiful out pain and brokenness, because we have experienced it firsthand.  We know.  We also know, firsthand, that it usually takes time.

God is building our family his way.  It appears that he’s chosen us for the incredible task of raising four daughters and one son in our home–(don’t worry, we’ll make sure Yay has some testosterone-time so that he can grow up to be the baseball-playing superhero he informed me this morning he plans to be.  Plus, he still has his college-aged “brother” Said to look up to).  Thank you for being with us on this journey, for giving sacrificially, and for your ever-increasing prayers.

 

Here are some more of the amazing ways in which God has provided recently:

–I had been harassing calling the good people at Lifesong for Orphans for a couple of weeks concerning the status of our grant application.  On Friday, we were told that we might be considered the following week.  On Monday, we were contacted and briefly interviewed.  They also said that they would have to find a willing “church partner” who would be willing to help supply a matching grant, which could take several weeks.  On Wednesday, though, I received a call that through Lifesong, our church, Antioch, was giving us a $300 matching grant, and the Orphan Care Alliance would provide an additional $7000 matching grant to bring the girls home!  God’s provision!  When I heard, I think I almost threw up.  Just being honest.  You’re welcome.  

(If you would like to donate and have your gift doubled, please make checks payable to “Lifesong for Orphans” and mail them to: Lifesong for Orphans, PO Box 40 Gridley, IL 61744.  You must include our special ID #3429 in the memo for it to go into our account. 

You can also give online at:  https://www.lifesongfororphans.org/give/donate/one-time/?giftchoice=Adoption%20Funding&adoptionfunding=Family%20Specific.  Again, we are ID #3429.) 

This will hopefully cover our travel and some other fees, along with the additional $800 that we need to accept the referrals.  Since we received this grant from a trustworthy organization in time, our agency is working with us to use it, so while we’ve paid the bulk of the referral fee already online, they said that they will wait for the rest to come out of the grant.

–A few days ago, I started searching Craigslist for cheap, used furniture items we need. No one outside of our house knew this. That night, I received an e-mail from a new friend who wants to donate her husband’s old twin bunk beds. Monday morning, while DA was chasing down the recycling truck with our orange container, he noticed that a house two doors down had set out a huge, old chest of drawers that are in great shape!

–Our girls’ heart language is Oromo. Most of our Ethiopia connections here in Louisville speak the Amharic langauge.  We were recently excited to learn that our friend who is a local Ethiopian pastor is married to an Oromo woman who recently arrived in Louisville and Oromo is her first language, too! God provides in so many ways! 

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