Welcome. This is part of our story about how God is building our family through adoption and teaching us about HIS family. Going through this process is giving us more understanding about how He has adopted us. We are HIS children, still growing and maturing and developing in our relationship with Him.
Okay.... I couldn't wait to share. I just got off the Chat group with our agency. My director is in Ethiopia right now and has visited with both the boys. These are the words she used to describe my littlest guy - "hilarious, he is a riot, he is phenomenal. He is getting up on all 4's, rocking and laughing. " She said she was going to send photos soon. :D
Thank you Lord for blessing him to grow in strength and stature. I am so glad he is in a place to know joy and to laugh. I look forward to when we can share it with him.
We got photos of E. yesterday. He looks to have such a sweet, gentle spirit about him... very endeering. So fun to see him smiling as he plays with play dough and watching in wonderment as someone blows bubbles from a bubble wand. How precious to get photos of these simple joys we so take for granted.
Read these thoughts below from Katie about her adopted daughter. She is an American young woman that has given her life to serve in Uganda. The Amazima link on our blog's front page leads you to her ministry site. I find her blog so insightful and humble and real. I see Christ through her everyday sacrificial loving of the people God has place in her life.
I want her to be a baby so I can strap her on me and hold her there and she will feel secure and safe and protected. I want to be the person who taught her to write her name and how much fun it is to make mud pies, and I want to be the person who laughed with her when she lost her first tooth. I want to know where the scars came from that she can’t remember the stories about, and I want to be the person who wiped her tears when she fell.
But I know that is not how God intended it.
He did not choose me for those moments, He chose me for these. I entered motherhood through a different door, and I get a different kind of stretch marks.
I believe that this is how He has loved us and I do not pretend to know why. But I know that He who did not spare His own Son will also graciously give us all things we need, and so I cling to believing this is for good.
I believe that He held her all the years that I didn’t. I believe that He stood beside her in the line for porridge that the UN workers passed out, and I believe that He clasped her hand as she made the long journey from Arua to Masaka without her first momma, and I believe that she leaned her head into His shoulder as she fell asleep on hard dirt floor to the sound of her uncle’s drunken fury. I believe that He carried her all the way here to this new family and I believe that His hand is on her still.
And maybe the missing pieces just allow me to trust Him more.
Aug. 5th is also touching as she describes a Holy Moment.
"Mom, __ days till we go to Africa to see the boys. I can't wait." - Mae.
Even though Mae is not physically going with Dan and I, she totally is in heart and spirit. I get an update on the number of days till we leave every so often. :o) We are often in the mode of day dreaming about meeting the boys and wondering what it will be like for us and for them. Mae also says she is looking forward to being an OLDER sister and not the baby anymore. Sigh, life stages and changes. :o)
We have been collecting and picking up a few things here and there with excitement for the future of 2 more boys in our home. I went garage sale shopping with a dear friend a few weeks back and picked up a super cool little tykes black truck for S to ride inside. I'm sure E. will have fun with it too. I've been slowly adding a few baby boy things to the laundry, folding them and putting them in his dresser. Just beginning. The director from our international agency is in Ethiopia working and visiting. She is going to get an update and hopefully some good estimates on sizes for the boys - Foods they eat (especially the baby- formula or baby food?) When we go, Dan and I will be responsible for all there clothes/shoes/ food and needs while they are with us.
Today, we will begin taking off the old wall paper in E & S's room in preparation to paint. It will be great to get it completed so we can take photos to E. of what his room will look like when he comes to live with us.