It was one year ago that we first received the call that began our journey toward adoption day.
It was a simple inquiry,
Testing the waters,
Feeling us out,
Posing to us the question…
“Would you be willing?”
Every great, life-changing moment of life begins the same way.
God extends the invitation to step outside of our comfortable life and leap in faith toward the unknown and scary,
Trusting Him to not only catch us, but to land us in a place better than where we stood before.
He doesn’t promise that the journey will be smooth, or without turbulence,
But He does promise that He will pilot us the entire way.
Braden has held a piece of my heart since first meeting him five years ago. There was something that occurred when I looked into his sad eyes and guarded expression that awakened within me feelings of motherly love and concern.
That concern only grew. We watched from a distance as he continued to experience more heartache than any child should ever have to experience. We celebrated along with him as he received the unconditional love of an adoptive family after years of being shuffled through the system.
We mourned with him when his new mother was stolen from his arms by the cruelty of cancer. We worried for him when we lost touch as a result of being shuffled though various placements following the death of his mother, and cried tears over the injustice of mortal life when his adoptive father was given a terminal diagnosis. We worried from a distance, praying for his well-being, never expecting we would be given the opportunity to do anything more.
Then God called,
And with more than one butterfly dancing in our gut, we answered.
We never expected to be asked to walk this particular road.
We weren’t actively looking to adopt again,
We certainly weren’t looking to adopt a hurting, 17-year-old teenage boy.
And on paper it didn’t add up.
In the eyes of the world it looked like a recipe for disaster,
But our God is a God of “Trust me” and “Watch this!”
For every argument of why we should say no, He showed us why we should answer yes. He promised that great blessings would come as a result of our obedience. He asked us to lessen our fearful grip on what we knew and what was comfortable, and jump. He promised to not only catch us, but deliver us to a place far better than the one we left.
We knew it wouldn’t be easy. The best things in life rarely are. They must be worked for…they must be fought for, but the rewards exceed anything that is sacrificed during the pursuit of God’s will.
After a journey that began with a simple phone inquiry 12 months ago, and a foster care placement seven months ago, today we make things official.
My heart was filled to overflowing when I woke up Braden early this morning with a whisper of, “It’s adoption day, sweet boy!”
Today we enjoy the fruits of our labor…
Not “labor” in the traditional sense,
But a labor far more intense.
Our labor began on August 22nd…
Today is delivery day!
After 216 day of labor pains and deep breathing, our son is being delivered into our forever family!
Happy adoption day, sweet boy!
How blessed we have been by saying, “Yes!”
God is Good!