Our adoption journey actually started before we were married 19½ yrs ago. Prior to our marriage we had agreed if we couldn't have children of our own, we would adopt. There is way too many children that need loving, caring homes.
Would you know it? Eleven months into our marriage our first child arrived by birth. Then followed 9 more children. We had 10 children in 14yrs. Of our crew is 4 boys and 6 girls. We've also been blessed with one set of twins girls who are fraternal. At 9 children we had decided to leave it up to God to plan the rest of our children. Little did we know that God would decide that our 10th child would be our last biological child. I ended up with a emergency hysterectomy 3 weeks after the birth of our last child.
September of 2005 we felt God calling us to adopt. At that point we were trying to figure out where would we get the finances and where are we going to adopt. We were feeling a calling, and still are, to adopt from somewhere in Africa. From this point I started searching out how to adopt from Africa. I kept my hubby informed about things I was researching and had showed him a few things.
In early 2006 we were on our way to a friend's farm and I was talking with hubby about adopting. I had asked him what he thought about certain issues. As we were talking I got to a point and had asked him why he wasn't helping out in the process of the adoption. He said he was just sitting back and waiting to see what God was going to do. I said to him, what do you mean? Do you think God is just going to drop a baby off on our door step? Do you think some parents are just going to walk up to our door and ask us to adopt their baby?? That would *never* happen! He laughed and said *never*? Watch what you say! I said God would never do that to us.
I'm now eating those words.
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
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