3 Months Later...

A friend of mine reminded me today that I have a blog… This is the friend (ah hem, Mary Leigh) who blogs religiously, and always, has something fun, inspiring or interesting to say. You see, I have things to say, I just don’t know who would care to hear or I don’t know when I’ve said too much.

This is what I mean: The most interesting things that I have to say can be better said by the people whose lives intersect with mine, or I can’t share because of confidentiality. I could talk about the day to day stuff with Noah and Sophia, but I mean, I don’t think I’d have one follower, except maybe my husband, and only because I’d force him to read it.

In the three months, yes, three months, since I last wrote on this blog, these are a brief overview of some of the things that have happened to me:

I found out that a man I know died of a massive heart attack. He was dead for thirty five minutes, and came back to life. I spoke with him and his wife, and they told me of their experiences. I left their house changed and with a deeper understanding of Jesus, angels and faith than when I entered. How do I put that into words when the testimony is theirs?

I met two amazing families, both called to adopt special needs children from China and each within a month found the children meant for them.

I’ve witnessed a family who has battled immigration and governments for nearly five years finally gain approval to bring their children home from Africa.

I have watched the faith journey of one family whose desire to adopt a child with Down Syndrome lead them out of their comfort zone across the globe to find the child clearly born to be theirs.

I have prayed that God lead families to me that He would have me serve, and come face to face with a family that told me they had prayed that God lead them to the social worker He had for them.

I am sure there are people who read this or my facebook posts and wonder why I am so adoption oriented. The answer is because that is where I see God – his grace and mercy and love for us reflected in human beings. Adoption has given me my greatest blessings – my children, some of my closest friends, and all of the amazing people I have met and the stories they have shared. And I can’t help but think of all the children in the world who haven’t yet been blessed by adoption. I pray every day that God will give me the honor and privilege of helping one more - in any way possible - for his glory.

Deuteronomy 10:18 He defends the cause of the fatherless

Deuteronomy 27:19 “Cursed is anyone who withholds justice from the foreigner, the fatherless or the widow.”

Psalm 68:5 A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling.

Isaiah 1:17 Learn to do right; seek justice. Defend the oppressed. Take up the cause of the fatherless; plead the case of the widow.

Psalm 139
13 For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.

John 14:18 I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you.