Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Getting Messed Up in Adoption

So many that know me have heard me say, "Adoption will mess you up!"  And
everyone that knows me, knows that I mean that in an absolutely good way.  I think if I ever write a book about our adoption story, that's what I'll call it:  Adoption Will Mess You Up.   Will you buy it?

So yeah....I am SO messed up in a big fat wonderful way.  Wes has watched me go through these last 9 months (that's about when we started this whole process), and with each month, he sees me cry more and more.  Even if you take away how freakin' hard this adoption process is, with all the paperwork, waiting, home studies, waiting, fingerprinting, waiting, wishing....did I mention waiting???....well, yeah, even if you take away all that, you are still left with this big, ginormous, overwhelmingly huge awakening in your heart for orphans, and pretty much everything that surrounds them, and can't help but cry.  I think people have started to think twice about clicking on any link that I post on facebook, because 99% of the time, it will make your eyes go bonkers with tears, and not everyone wants to cry every day.  But for me it  I feel alive.  It is not the kind of crying that makes you depressed or causes you to lose hope.  Not at all.  The tears I have shed over this past year are tears of revelation.  They are tears of a new recognition of a piece of God's heart.  And up until a few days ago, my heart and my tears were purely for the orphans who are being joined with forever families, and are orphans no more.  My tears have been for those families who have longed to be joined with these children without even knowing their names or faces.  Well, a new little piece to this adoption tapestry has been woven into my heart and understanding.

A friend of mind recently loaned me the book, There Is No Me Without You.
It is the true story of an Ethiopian woman who lost her family.  She was so depressed and lost without them that she was about to go into seclusion, when a local church asked her to take in a young girl who had no one.  And from there began her new story.  She began to take in one orphan after another.  She loved and loved and loved.  And as Wes and I were driving to a friend's house the other day, I was reading this book.  For the first time I was blown away by the stories of the parents of these children...the parents who were dying of AIDS or other fatal diseases....parents who loved their children dearly, but knew the only chance their children would have at life was to go and live with this amazing woman.  And from out of nowhere, it hit me like a ton of bricks.  I started sobbing, and Wes looked over at me and asked me what was wrong.  Once I was able to contain myself enough to speak intelligible words, I told him that I was so ashamed.  I was ashamed of myself for all the times I have been walking through the streets of Ghana, India, Nepal....all the times I saw these adults begging for money or for food, and I felt nothing.  I even judged without knowing their stories.  Yes, there are people all over the world that may just be pulling the wool over your eyes, but there are SO many more who have real needs.  And for the first time I thought of the biological parents of our future children.  I thought of how difficult it will be to give their precious babies to difficult it will be to say good bye.  Many of these parents are loving individuals who adore their children, but because of health or economic status, can no longer care for them.

Please don't misunderstand me.  I am not sitting her wallowing in guilt and shame because of my past complacency.  Rather, I feel even more alive.  Once again, God is revealing His heart to me, and He is making one itty bitty teeny part of my heart a little more like His.  That is amazing to me. 

On our own adoption story, there is not much to tell right now. We are waiting, waiting, and waiting. Our agency gives us no indication of where we are in line compared to anyone else, nor do they tell us how many families are adopting from Ethiopia through them, so we literally have NO clue when a referral might come. We are literally in the dark now. Some days are so very hard. Everything feels so heavy. But many days ( i like to think more often than not), I feel filled with hope and excitement at what is to come. When I had my little cry fest, Wes looked at me and said, "God might just have a little more for us in Ethiopia than our children." Yeah....He just might. :) So who knows what will happen next.

I had a dream a couple of days ago that our agency called us with a referral for 10 month old twins: A girl named Charlotte (who knows why?), and a boy named Jember (actually an Ethiopian name, meaning sunset). It was awesome, and I woke up with my heart racing with excitement. In passing, I laughingly mentioned the dream to our agency's program coordinator. She said that pretty much never happens, and made it evident that it was not likely to happen for us either (in a very nice way, of course). But who knows?! I will be happy with ANY referral! Let it come soon!


  1. Praying for you with a big happy and heavy heart! The Lord is mighty mighty mighty to save!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  2. Thank you, Erica!!! We love love love the prayer! Can't wait to see the effect of everyone's prayers, once we have our baby in our arms!

  3. I SO feel ya, Nina. I'm right there with you. Thank you for this vulnerable, authentic and meaningful post. I cherished every word. Praying for you, Wes and our babies today. :-)

  4. Aaaahhhhh Bex!!! It makes you feel bipolar at times, doesn't it! hahaha! Two weeks may pass with joy and excitement, and then BAM!!!....all of a sudden you realize how hard it all is, and how tired you are of waiting, and you feel like your in the pits! When that day comes, though...the day we hold our babies in our arms....I have a feeling everything will start to make a lot more sense. The time is coming!

  5. I'll buy your book! Please let me know when you write it!!!
    I understand the ups & downs of adoption!!! We're in there with you!!! We first met with our first social worker 11 months ago. What a roller coaster!!!

    Keep waiting on the Lord!!! He will renew your strength!!! (I'm trying to learn to wait on Him and His timing.)

  6. Just wanted to let you know that I have this website saved on my iPod next to other adoption websites of my friends. I'm so glad I had the chance to meet you both on Saturday! What a pleasure it is to know you're both followers of Jesus Christ and taking the verse in James 1 seriously! I'm looking forward to meeting your child(ren) from Ethiopia when you all come up to visit sometime!

    I sent you a friend request on facebook. There are china pictures on there and our adoption website is there too if you're interested. You'll learn a lot about my heart there. :)

  7. I'm so happy to run across your blog. The words spoken in this post could've been written by me, but you said them in the perfect way. My heart longs and aches for our child. Prayers are constantly thrown up to Heaven. I cry over the wait, I cry over the loss of our child's Ethiopian mommy... My husband must think I'm crazy. But there's so much joy and excitement wrapped up in our tears. Thank you!

  8. Thank you everyone for all of your amazing comments. I LOVE the support of this community, and I am overwhelmed by God's obvious heart in it all.

  9. LOL....I love Prophetic dream! TWINS!!!