Friday, February 29, 2008

someone. somewhere.

(I am a firm believer that in adoption, we are the lucky ones. Not Zeke and Kora...we get the truest blessing, the truest privilege of having them in our family. That being said, I also believe this...)

You know this.

But I am constantly thinking about Zeke and Kora. All the time.

I was driving the other day and thought, "I wonder what I will think about when Zeke and Kora are in the back seat and I don't have to dream about what they are doing or replay every minute that we spent with them in November. I'm going to have a lot of empty air time in my head."

(I imagine I will be plenty busy so there won't be too much worry about my lack of things to think about).

But for now it is my way of bonding with them, loving them from afar. To think, and pray, and dream, and long. It's what a mother does for any child who is separated from her.

And it is what I wish for every child in the world.

I started to remember some of the kids we met in SL. And I know that the days come and go where not a single person thinks about them. No one is planning for their future. No one is dreaming big dreams for them. No one is praying for them, longing for them.

It's heartbreaking really.

And to me, it is part of the miracle of adoption.

I read plenty of blogs of adoptive mothers...and I can tell you they are doing the same for their kids around the world.

A child who was otherwise forgotten, a child with no one left in the world...gets a mother, gets a family...who even in though far away for a time is planning and dreaming and praying. Someone. Somewhere. Cares. Big time.

And thats a whole lot more than can be said for most of the 150 million orphans who go to bed tonight.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008


So this morning I got an email.

I have been waiting to post anything until I knew I could do this without if you guys can see me or something.

But it's kind of deceiving because it really is good news.

So here is the deal....

The first family (we are one of two families adopting from SL) got their visa!!!! People, this is huge! Everyone has been on pins and needles wondering if they were going to issue visas after the reopened adoption program. So this is very, very exciting news. They will be on their way to pick up their daughter very soon.

And the Embassy in Dakar will issue our field investigation on Monday. Now, this is neither good nor bad...kind of an inevitable part of the process. I have been praying that we could miraculously skip this step...but that is not going to happen. So what this means is that it will be a couple more months before Zeke and Kora can come home. (But from the above information...they will come home.)

So that stung a bit this morning. I needed to mourn the extended wait. I needed to cry. And I did.

But as I continue to process this information, it really is positive. We are making progress...things are moving in the right direction to provide a way to forever families for these kids. And it's good. We are so, so thankful.

And while the wait will continue, at least I know now. I can bunker down and know the kids will not come home in the next month or two. I can enjoy the time with the boys and continue to prepare for Zeke and Kora's arrival.

We can do this. We will wait as long as we have to.

Monday, February 25, 2008

Everything is There.

Our neat stack of completed paperwork, including our I600 approval, is apparently sitting on a desk in Dakar.

All we need now is a stamp. A decision granting the kid's visas.

We have no indication of how long it will take for them to do that.

And we wait...

Friday, February 15, 2008

God of this City

Dad blogged about that song that 'hit' me last week. He has the full back story over at his blog.

It has been blaring at our house for the last week. Andy did it at church this past week-end. I was sobbing (big surprise). Clearly it does not impact everyone the same way...and songs do that...some touch us while other people are unaffected. I guess for me I cannot hear it without seeing that open aired covering that housed 50 or so Sierra Leonian Christians that gathered there for worship. Their voices, their faces, the children dancing in the aisles. I envision them singing it...singing it over their city. A place that is impossible to describe. If you haven't been to similar places in the world, it's hard to grasp. But I see them desperately wanting to claim back their city, to restore His Kingdom reign there...a place where evil has destroyed so very much. I see Sarah and Faye and Aunty Batu and Pastor Samuel who are giving tirelessly their lives to bring the grace and hope and mercy that only God can give. I have seen through them that it can be so discouraging, so overwhelming.

I see our family singing it with them. We want so much to do our oh so tiny part to come along side of them. Not only to 2 forgotten children, but to those who are impacting and bringing change to the whole city. God can restore justice. God can bring hope. God can heal wounds. God can do that kind of stuff.

So when I hear this song, this is what I see.

(And I'm learning more and more that our resolve and commitment to love and justice is not mutually exclusive from desiring it here as well. They go hand in hand. They feed each other. And while these are the faces I see when I hear this song, it propels me to be all the more obedient and proactive here. At the same time, we cannot turn our faces from over there. He's the God of here and there. And sometimes it takes 'there' to open our eyes and expand our hearts. It certainly did for me.)

Watch it here.

Thursday, February 14, 2008


"Adoption feels like genetic connection because it links you directly not only to your own gene pool but to the genes of all humanity, all the way to the roots from which we all originated....Adoption carries the added dimension of connection not only to your own tribe but beyond, widening the scope of what constitutes love, ties, and family. It is a larger embrace." (Isabella Rossellini)

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

you know you are an adoptive parent when....

1. The fact that there are 143 million children without a parent to kiss them goodnight has made you lose sleep.

2. You realize DNA has nothing to do with love and family.

3. You can't watch Adoption Stories on TLC without sobbing.

4. The fact that, if 7% of Christians adopted 1 child there would be no orphans in the world, is convicting to you.

5. You spend free time surfing blogs about families who have experienced the blessing of adoption.

6. It drives you crazy when people ask you about adopted child's "real" parents.

7. You have ever been "pregnant" with your adoptive child longer than it takes an elephant to give birth.(2 years!)

8. You had no idea how you would afford to adopt but stepped out in faith anyway, knowing where God calls you He will provide.

9. You have ever taken an airplane ride half-way around the world with a child you just met.

10. You believe God's heart is for adoption.

11. You realize that welcoming a child into your heart and family is one of the most important legacies you could ever leave on this earth.

12. You know what the word "Dossier" means, and you can actually pronounce it!

13. You have welcomed a social worker into the most private parts of your life.

14. You shudder when people say your child is so lucky that you adopted them, knowing full well you are the blessed one to have him or her in your life.

Author Unknown

(Thanks, Steffany)

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

and we wait some more.

Dakar apparently has all needed paperwork except the originals that are being sent from the NVC. When I asked how they send those, our agency said it appears they send them by 'highly trained homing pigeons.'
No doubt. Everything seems to move so slow.