Adoption. . . . so the story continues (or begins, depending on your view)

So we have had a week of firsts. We are praying about this thing called adoption, and it has suddenly become elevated in our hearts. We met this past week with an Adoption Consultant- one who can help us through the process, create a profile of our family, and point us toward the right social worker for the home study, and finally connect us with agencies around the nation that desire to find Christian families for babies that are available. Then, we went to a dinner put on by the Zoe Foundation- created by a family here in KC to help others more affordably adopt. They are really cool people and have an amazing call from the Lord on their lives. Through it all, I hear the still small voice of the Lord speaking to me. It's really amazing, because at this stage in our lives it's really crazy, we have these two little boys, and we sure DON'T have an extra $25,000 sitting around. And yet, the Lord is speaking so clearly to us on this one. Here's a snippit:

1. I was praying tonight at bible study for this whole situation, particularly the baby and the money. We have to have $3000 to start the process, and are praying for the Lord to lead us to people right now who have the same heart. As I was asking the Lord to provide for this little one, he told me that we were fighting for her- by raising money. I know, it sounds a bit odd, but when you are pregnant, you are going to the doctor, cutting back on caffeine, taking your vitamins, and praying fervently over the one inside you. It is the means of fighting for her from the start. When they are born, you will fight for them at the drop of a hat if ever crossed. The Lord spoke so clearly to me tonight that I cannot do those things this time, but he is calling me to fight for her (we think it might be a little girl somewhere out there). As I talk to people and begin this adventure of fundraising, this is the means that I can fight for her. She is in a womb right now where she is unwanted, I am praying constantly for her heart, but by raising money to bring her into my home, I am fighting for her little life. Just as I would if she were in my womb.

2. My child is unwanted somewhere. I know there is a ton of conversation about when and what babies can know in the womb, but there is a pregnant mother who knows that the child growing inside her would be better off with another family. It is the most noble of decisions. Anyone who has sat in a hospital after holding the newborn you have just birthed, knows the heart connection that happens immediately. For that mother to know it is best to give her to me is honorable at least, noble and sacrificial at best. I have and will continue to pray that she will know she is created, known from the start, and LOVED wholly by a family in Kansas City, and created by a God who was willing to send his son to die for her. There is no greater calling. There is no greater love, than to lay down his life. . . .

Pray with us. It's about to get crazy over here!

James 1:27 "Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress"