The Field of the Fatherless

The field of the fatherless is beckoning me. Having just returned from 12 days in Ethiopia to the challenging news that the Ethiopian Government may reduce their adoption workload by 90% means more to me than ever before. All I can see are the many faces we met and enjoyed while visiting various orphanages and care facilities. The five million orphans waiting in Ethiopia for someone to step forward with a solution of help are real. They are sweet and snugly. They are sad and have wounds. Some are in need of medical care while others are healthy. The crisis of those in need is real. It is right now.

I am a Mother to a precious little Ethiopian girl and although I fully understand the argument for children remaining with birthparents in their respective birth countries, well the fact is this… That is not always possible. For many of the children I saw with my own two eyes, being raised by a birthfamily is simply never going to be possible. Adoption may seems to all of us like a solution that will never fully solve the problem and perhaps there is merit to that arguement, but I want to share a bit of the journey that has happened to me since we have chosen to adopt our daughter.

Adoption has changed my faith and my faith and listening to God is radically changing my life.  The adoption of our daughter was born out of the idea first, of adding another child and hopefully a girl to our family. We knew there were children throughout the world who needed a home. From there God stepped in . I still do not know how the wild spiral of events began but I do distinctly remember askign God to guide our adoption decisions. As I have said before, I invited God in and told HIM that I was unable to be in control of such a huge undertaking. I needed HIM to steer the boat. Then it all began to happen.

I started reading books about the hurting world, I researched countries open to international adoption and began to learn about the millions of orphans throughout the world. The numbers rocked my socks and I needed to know more. I dug deeper and involved myself in the work of the International Justice Mission, Compassion International, Children’s Hopechest, other adoptive families, etc. I read blogs and familiarized myself with the many ways I could help. It was one step at a time but before I knew it, God had placed me on a journey, and so far it is the greatest most rewarding journey anyone could be a part of. I am vessel and God wants to use me.

Our daughter is home and what we thought was an adoption of one dear child has become so much more.  We are proof that adoption is a solution of the heart. Our adoption of one is now a passion for all.  Now I long to work tirelessly for those left behind. With the changes in Ethiopia adoption rules hanging in the balance I want to encourage all of you to now see the importance of jumping on board. Together was can do so much more for the fatherless children of the world. Adoption is one miracle but what about sponsorship and hleping to further create sponsorship programs? What about learning more about a specific in- country project and helping to finance or procure what it will take to bring clean water or sanitiation to a desperate community. Perhaps your heart is open to the idea of leaving all your comforts behind to go and experience life amoung the least of these. So do it. Visit orphans and vulnerable women and children. They need us, each one of us, to show them our care and our love. They need examples of Chirst’s love and mercy and they need our time.

I invite you to come alongside me as I continue to journey toward what God is calling me to do. The more I obey the call the more transformed and exciting each day becomes. The orphan ciris is real. Don’t you owe it to yourself to pray for Ethiopia and Guatemala and Nepal and China and Columbia and Vietnam as they all search for a solution? God knows the solution and I am thinking it just might be you!

Here are a few images that showcase what we did while in Ethiopia…

We held, talked, listened, played, painted, cleaned, explored, taught, sang, fed, cried, laughed, prayed and loved.

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