I pray that the words of Jeremiah 29:11 will ring true in her heart "'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the Lord, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,' declares the Lord." There are certain times I pray for this special woman, Isaac's China Mama. I continually pray that she will know the Lord, and I ask that He will rise up workers for His fields. I know that all mothers choosing adoption face a certain sense of loss, but I think for some it is harder. In America we have options and mothers can choose to select the family for their child and they can choose to keep in touch with that family. Some mothers don't have that option. They can't follow up on their children to see what happened. They choose adoption for many reasons and then they hope.
They hope for a better life. They hope for medical care. They hope for a chance to thrive and succeed. They hope their child will find a home in an adoptive family. They hope, but they never know. They hope because they know that some children never find a home. Some children wait, and wait. And these mothers, these fathers, who for whatever reason can not keep their child to raise as their own hope for the best knowing that it is quite possible that this child that they loved for nine months as they grew in their womb just might be among the unlucky who never finds a home. And they wonder, was it worth it? Could I have been what my child needed? Could we have gotten the medical care my child needed? Is my child being loved? And they never know. My heart breaks for these children and for their families. And I pray that Isaac's mom will know. And I pray that Aryn's mom will know. And I pray that God will move in the hearts of more people to bring children into their homes to be part of their forever families. We don't have to travel the world to add a forever child. They are here in our city, our state, our nation. God moved my heart to China, but He could call your heart to your hometown.
Two years ago we pulled up to the Adoption Registry Center of Guangdong Province at the same time the car from the Dongguan CWI pulled up with Isaac and another little girl. Both children were being welcomed by American families. I wish that we had learned the little girl's name, I know that she was adopted by a family in Michigan.
Actually the highlight of Isaac's day had absolutely nothing to do with China or celebrating his culture which is why we chose EPCOT. They do have a great place to meet and greet the characters and this was definitely Isaac's favorite part of the day. We counted down the days until we finally got to visit Mickey Mouse. He wanted to take the count down sheet, but we forgot it in the car. We did remember to bring the autograph book and Isaac bounced with excitement as he waited for his turn with the different characters. Now this is what I will remember of our forever family celebration!
Waiting our turn!
Wow! Mickey Mouse!!!
However, to every experience we can take something good. Next year I know to take time to celebrate and that if we don't get a picture, it's OK. The important thing is to love. In my heart I knew that, but sadly it didn't make it into my control freak, let's have a picture to commemorate this day mind. Well I take that back, on Sunday we went to our favorite Chinese restaurant to celebrate with the whole family: Ye Ye, Nai Nai, Uncle Joe, Mama, Daddy, and Isaac. We had a lovely lunch and I didn't interrupt the festivities to mess with the camera so, "lesson learned!" We had an immediate success and I didn't have to wait a whole year to try it out...
"You are the helper of the fatherless. LORD, you have heard the desire of the humble; You will prepare their heart; You will cause Your ear to hear, to do justice to the fatherless and the oppressed, That the man of the earth may oppress no more." Psalm 10:14, 17-18
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