I will do my best to give you the short version of the story. Rewind back to the end of April, we had just said goodbye to our first three babies, I was an emotional wreck, and ready to throw in the towel on this whole adoption thing. I thought God had called us to do this, but I was starting to think that maybe I had heard him wrong.
The kids left on a Monday and our agency called and asked us to go meet a couple of kids that Saturday to see if they might be a good fit for us. I wasn’t really that into it because it had only been five days since one of the worst days of my life. I agreed to do it because the parent’s rights were to be terminated the following week, which means if there isn’t a willing family member, adoption is the next step. We went and met the kids, they were adorable and sweet and we agreed to have them stay with us at our house the following weekend. The day before they were going to stay with us our agency called to say that they went to court and the parental rights were terminated, BUT the foster family decided they were going to adopt them after all. We were bummed, but at the same time, I felt a little relieved, as much as I wanted to adopt I knew my heart just wasn’t ready to jump back in yet.
Over the last four months we have been called or emailed about umpteen kiddos needing homes. We have said yes more than we have said no and have been turned down over and over again. Again, I was questioning whether or not I heard God correctly. On August 2nd, I received an email from our agency about two kids needing adoptive placement, when I saw their names in the subject line I nearly came out of my skin. I did not say a word, I handed the computer to Eric, he looked at me and without saying a word he picked up the phone and called our agency.
Turns out the family decided not to adopt after all. We found out last Friday that our homestudy had been approved, they were here for a few hours tonight, and tomorrow morning they will be here forever. I cannot even begin to list all of the ways that we have seen God’s hand in this story. We feel that when we met them the first time he was giving us a glimpse of what was to come. He knew I wasn’t there yet but he said look what I have for you, when you’re ready. Last week we found out that before we even knew these kids were going to be moved the other foster family had already given our name to CPS as a possible placement. They were working on getting them here and we had no idea.
Needless to say, it will be a circus around here for the next few months. We still have our two foster babies so we will have four kids under the age of five until it is time for our sweet foster babies to return home.
He is father to fatherless and two more orphans have found their earthly mommy and daddy because of Him. Oh happy day!
