So, we are jumping into orphan care next month. I am pretty excited to have some good friends jumping in with us. We are going to host sisters from Latvia for four weeks over Christmas. We are pretty stoked to be bringing more kids into our house, if even for a short time.
The decision to host was easy, of course we will, how can we not host children when the opportunity presents itself. The process was deceptively simple - go on a web site that has photos of the children along with a short biography...and pick one. I will admit I was kind of a jerk. I sent Jeannie in alone to pour over the pictures of the hundred or so children available to be hosted. I am afraid. I am not afraid of the children, or the possibility of adopting again, or even loving children I have never met. The thing that scares me is the inevitable heart break.
Adoption always begins with a broken relationship. The broken relationship between a mother, father and a baby. It breaks my heart to think on it. I try to imagine what it would be like to be any of the three people in a family that has been torn apart by any number of circumstances and decisions. It hurts just thinking on it, I can't imagine living it.
This is where a better writer would add in some line that makes it all OK. Sorry I am not a better writer. Maybe you have something that helps.
The decision to host was easy, of course we will, how can we not host children when the opportunity presents itself. The process was deceptively simple - go on a web site that has photos of the children along with a short biography...and pick one. I will admit I was kind of a jerk. I sent Jeannie in alone to pour over the pictures of the hundred or so children available to be hosted. I am afraid. I am not afraid of the children, or the possibility of adopting again, or even loving children I have never met. The thing that scares me is the inevitable heart break.
Adoption always begins with a broken relationship. The broken relationship between a mother, father and a baby. It breaks my heart to think on it. I try to imagine what it would be like to be any of the three people in a family that has been torn apart by any number of circumstances and decisions. It hurts just thinking on it, I can't imagine living it. This is where a better writer would add in some line that makes it all OK. Sorry I am not a better writer. Maybe you have something that helps.
I sent this to my editor/proof reader, who is also my wife, and this is what she added,
(which is one of the many reasons I love her so much)
"Only God can understand each and every detail completely. He is the only one who knows plan A: for that child to have that beginning, or that family to have that broken history, for that new family and child to be brought together. Yet there is beauty in the way it all works together and God is glorified, even in the heartbreak."
photo by LoveFusion Photography
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