Sunday, April 30, 2017

Faithful Obedience


I always thought that I would adopt.  You know, the dreams and goals you set for yourself before you realize that God has different (much grander) plans for yourself.  I thought I would get married to the love of my life, have two biological kids, and adopt two kids -the perfect 2 boys and 2 girls balance, of course.   Then, life went completely different than I planned (with the exception of marrying the love of my life.) 
Matt and I had our oldest girls fairly easily.  Then, we wanted a third.   After two heartbreaking miscarriages, I started to mention/nag about adoption to Matt.  I just knew that our pain would lead to an adoption of a child that the Lord would use to heal our deeply wounded hearts.  I set out to convince Matt of the same. 
My plans were put on pause when I found out we were expecting.  This pregnancy was healthy, but I was paralyzed by fear that our baby boy would not survive.  In fact, I tried to bargain with God.  I would pray things like,”God, if you allow him to live, I promise I will follow through with the adoption thing.”  I can’t believe I was so prideful to think that God needed my offering to give health to my baby.  I am sure I pained the Savior’s heart when I prayed like that – in a way that said that His death wasn’t enough. 
Our baby boy brought a lot of healing balm to our family.  But, in the back of my mind, I still thought about my end of the “deal” I thought I had made with God.  So, I started with the hounding again.
Every time I would bring up the subject of adoption, Matt would say the same thing – that he wasn’t opposed to adoption, but he just didn’t feel the same call that I did.  After much too much nagging, my wise mother suggested that I pray.  Not only that, but she asked me to pray and not bring up adoption to Matt again.  I felt as if that was a HUGE request, but I also knew that she was completely right.  I had to stop trying to force this major life calling onto my husband. 
So, I prayed.  I prayed for months.  Some of my prayers were for the Lord to place the same desire to adopt on Matt’s heart.  But, most of my prayers were that I would stop hounding him about it.  I knew that if I convinced him of this, and it wasn’t of the Lord, it may very well destroy our marriage and our family. 
A few months passed, and I was stunned when Matt came home from a Men’s Leadership Meeting at church, and said that he thought we should foster.  I was shocked that Matt felt our family being called to this really difficult thing, and I was completely thrown off by the fact that he said, “foster,” and not, “adopt.”  In fact, I was tempted to tell God that He got it wrong.  My request was for adoption, not for bringing in a child to love as our own, and then possibly having to give him/her back.  The thought terrified me, and so I started to drag my feet the minute that Matt had found his footing. 
Matt made the call to Miracle Hill, we received the initial paperwork, and he took the lead on the rest of the licensing process.  He said that once he made that first step of obedience the rest came pretty easily and quickly.  The Lord really was working, and even in the midst of my fear, obedience felt completely right and wonderful to me, too. 
We now have a precious baby girl in our home!  Matt and I, and our three biological kids, are completely in love with this child.  Her life is so precious, and I pray that I get to see the plans God has in store for her.  We have had her for a little over three months.  These past few months have been so wonderfully hard.  She is so young, but she has taught me so much already.  She is so content and peaceful despite the fact that she was born into an extremely chaotic situation. I have learned to place my shoes of peace on every morning and trust!  I trust the plans that God has, even if that means letting go of her.  Will we be heartbroken all over again?  Of course.  But, it is worth it.  It is worth it to be faithful followers of the One who knows heartbreak over His children.
 We want to be faithful to the one who loves our foster baby fully and is heartbroken over her situation, too.  He is heartbroken over His children who will be eternally separated from Him because they don't accept the precious gift of His son, Jesus.  He is heartbroken and longing to bring us His perfect healing.  He is the one that can be completely trusted with future plans for our children and families!  It is worth the possibility of pain knowing we are being obedient to our loving and sovereign Heavenly Father!



Monday, July 21, 2014

To Our Middlest - Our Five-Year-Old!

How did it happen so fast, Kerri Grace? 
 

In the blink of an eye, you have gone from our tiny little five pound sack of sugar to our sweet five-year-old sugar overload!
 
What have you added to our family over these past five years?  Giggles, pretend play that we never knew existed, cuddles, cute phrases made even cuter by your huge personality and adorable little lisp (which is going away as you get older), many evenings chasing lightning bugs, more days spent digging for worms, sweet bedtime conversations about Jesus and Heaven, singing made up songs, and even more love than we knew our hearts could hold!  We thank Jesus for the amazing gift He entrusted us with ,when he sent us YOU!

We had a Ballerina Birthday Party for you, and you were absolutely giddy.  It was so fun to watch you play and enjoy your day with your sweet little friends.  This is the first year that you were more concerned about your friends than your family - I love watching you mature.


Mommy worked hard to decorate the house just right.
 
 
 
 

We had a "real ballerina" come to teach us some fun moves.  Miss Laurel was so sweet, and you loved having her at your party.
 
 

 
Oliver thought the party was for him.  You and Maggie put a tutu on him, and all the little dancers thought that was so funny!

We had a fancy dinner, and we served some of your favorites - Chic-fil-a nuggets, chips, watermelon, fruit snacks, and pink lemonade.






We have to stretch first.

 
We danced, and danced, and danced some more!



 
 Blow out your candles!
We served chocolate cake, and of course, that was your favorite part of the meal.
 
You have definitely inherited your mom's love of receiving gifts. :)






 On your birthday day, your grandparents spoiled you some more!  You loved having all of their attention.
 
Happy 5th Birthday to our Favorite Middlest, Kerri Grace!
We Love You So Much!

Children are a gift from the LORD; they are a reward from him. - Psalm 127:3
 


Friday, June 20, 2014

My Party Planner

Maggie planned quite the party last night! Why, you ask?  Maybe because it was Thursday? =)
 
She created an invitation for each of the guests:
You're Invited! 7:39
1. Wear your favorite costume or fancy clothes.
2. Time is 7:39.
3. Make sure you know how to dance.
4. Please no chewing gum.
5. We eat first so make sure you are careful.
6. Make sure you know what you're wearing.
 Maggie and Daddy picked out the perfect songs:
 
 
We all picked out our costumes (with the help of the girls, of course).  We ended up with characters out of what could have been a scene in High School Musical.  The script was far from Hollywood picture perfect (with Oliver slapping Maggie and ending up in time out for a while), but it still was super fun!
 





It is kind of hard to see Maggie's outfit, but she has on a cheerleading shirt.  And, Kerri Grace and Oliver are a stretch, for sure.  But, we all belong in the same place... 
 
So, who can guess what we are all dressed up as?
 
( PS. I totally stole the "Guess the Costume" idea off of Elizabeth Osborn's blog.  I hope you are flattered and not offended, Elizabeth)

Saturday, February 22, 2014

Our Greatest Valentine

My Sweet Oliver,


You turned one year old on Valentine's Day!!
    
I'll be honest, Mommy is not really a "baby person."  Sure, I have loved certain parts of you and your sisters being babies (the cuddles, the rocking, the feedings, the sweet open-mouthed kisses), but I am always more excited than sad that the first year is over.  With that being said, I have been really emotional during the week leading up and the week after your birthday.  I have been trying to sort through my feelings and pray about what the underlying cause is for all of these bittersweet emotions. And, I think I have figured it out.... I am completely overwhelmed by the blessing and healing that the Lord has brought through you, sweet boy!  He did not have to give us you after losing your siblings to miscarriage, but He showed us such kindness and love by sending us a precious valentine just from Him!  I know that the Lord has big plans for your life, if you will follow Him.  He has already used you to minister to your parents and family.  I pray that the Lord grabs hold of your heart and uses it to do mighty things for His Kingdom.  

Thank you for all of the smiles, giggles, grunts, squeals, hugs, kisses, and complete joy you have brought us this past year, Oliver.  I love you so much, sweet boy!  

Happy Birthday to Our Greatest Valentine!
Mommy


Here are a few hundred pictures of Oliver's birthday celebration.  We had a fun time!

The Decorations 





Our Family


Oliver Showing Off His Muscles!

Family and a Few of Oliver's Little Friends Came to Celebrate!




















An Attempt at Getting a Picture of All the Babies

Happy Birthday to Oliver!!!



"Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen."
-Ephesians 3:20-21