Wednesday, June 18, 2014

A FORK IN THE ROAD


It’s been quite a while since our last post.  A few things have happened in our journey to adopt a child from the Congo.  First, we have officially completed the home study phase of our adoption. The next step is additional paperwork with a lot more money that has to be turned in.  At this point, we are kind of at a stand still due to the Congo not issuing exit visas.  Congo has also decided to rewrite their adoption laws and do not have a time frame as to when it will be completed.  Our agency assures us that this is just one of those things and other steps are being completed in country, but we have no idea how long it will be before these things are resolved. Due to these uncertainties, Michael and I do not feel comfortable at this point continuing on.  We could get a referral now (if we had the additional money to complete that paperwork), but with that acceptance we would then be required to pay $500.00 a month for foster care in country.  While we know that goes to a great cause of taking care of our child, we also know that we are at least 14 months out on exit visa and the wait could be much longer if they don’t lift the ban on exit visas.  We are now at the point of looking at what other doors might be open to us.

While all of the issues with the Congo were going on, we heard about an organization through a local church in Nashville called Jonah’s Journey.  It is a group of families who foster infants of women currently in prison.   It is not a program run through the Department of Children’s Services, but through the church.  It could require short-term care, long-term care or even adoption.  We sent in our paperwork and so far they have accepted every piece of paperwork that we had completed for our adoption, even the home study.  This is pretty significant because the time and money spent on our adoption paperwork was not in vain. The only thing lacking is our CPR certification and some training which will take place on Saturday, June 28.  Once that training is complete, our file will be complete and we could be the foster parents of an infant.  One interesting part of this, while reading books for the adoption dealing with attachment, I would read the scary stories to Michael and he would say “maybe we need to adopt an infant.”  We would look at each other and say “Nahh!” Who knew when we started this journey that we would say yes to Foster Care if it came up.  God did.  I am too emotional and yes I have seen the news of those who care for children for long periods of time only to have to give them back to their biological families.  That is one reason we said we would NEVER foster children.  (Be careful of the things you say you will NEVER do.)  I know that the Creator of the universe cares deeply about my family and about the least of these.  I know that if we are seeking Him daily, he will protect us and guide us to be right where he wants us to be.  I am reminded of a man whom God told to do something specific and he refused and did something entirely different.  God caused a great fish to swallow him up for three days and then he was thrown up out of that fish and decided to do what God told him to do.  While we think we are headed in the right direction with either of these options, we have felt his leading and know that the right door will open or close at just the right time.  I just know that I don’t want to spend any time in the belly of a fish so I will say yes to whatever He has for us to do.   It reminds me of a line of a song that says if you just keep opening doors, I promise to keep testing the locks.

If we do end up fostering, we will not be allowed to post pictures or any details of the situation, but we will let you know if the door does continue to stay open.  

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

$103 Bologna and a Small, Small World


This past weekend we had our dessert auction and spaghetti supper to raise adoption money for the Davis and Lytle families.  It was a huge success.  The members of Bethel church are such a generous, caring and loving part of our extended family.  I am so blessed to be a part of this group of people.  I don’t know the total number of people that attended, but I do know that a small group of people generously gave $1,942 for the adoption cause.  Our auction is a little unique in that we do not have the desserts at the event, but people buy the opportunity to get the donated dessert when it is most convenient for them.  That way, if you leave with five desserts, you will not go into a sugar coma the next week.  You can space it out over a period of time.  Well, this year we had a donation of BBQ bologna. That sounds like a really weird item for a dessert auction, but it was clearly what the people had been longing for. (Michael wrote that last line in case you couldn’t tell) Michael hates sliced bologna but he loves this stuff.  This tastes so different and in the words of my friend Todd Ford, if you put it on your head and tie your hands behind your back, your tongue will beat your brains out trying to get to it.  We had two three pound “chubs.”  The first one went for $85.00 and the second went for $103.00.  It was such a hit that two others donated $75.00 each for one as well.
Yesterday, I went to the Doctor to have paperwork filled out for our home study. I must have verification from a doctor and blood work to prove that I am healthy and disease free.  After sitting in the waiting room for well over an hour and watching the drama unfold with another patient, I was glad to FINALLY be called back.  Once I got in the room it was several more minutes before the Dr. came in because the drama queen in the waiting room got bumped ahead of me.  I am typically pretty patient in these matters, but we had a dinner to go to that started at 6:30 so I was getting pretty antsy because his office is well over an hour away from my house.  At 4:30 I started to panic a bit.  When my Dr. finally came in, he asked about this home study.  He asked what country we were adopting from, so I answered the Congo.  He asked if we had talked about this before and I said no.  Turns out he lived 10 years of his early childhood in the Congo.  His sister-in- law has adopted from there and they are waiting for exit visas to be issued again to bring their child home.  After that conversation, I didn’t care that I had waited over two and a half hours and even when the nurse wasn’t able to draw blood, because apparently I was all “dried” up, I was thankful for that little nod from heaven.  I do not believe in coincidences.  I believe that every good thing comes from the Lord and that he cares about EVERY SINGLE aspect of my life.  I am thankful for the little gifts that God gives each day to say “keep walking with Me in this small world for I am much bigger than you can even imagine.”