This year has been quite an interesting one. I wanted to begin a blog in order to journal my thoughts, and keep a record of what God is doing in our family.
I'm not a writer and a first-time blogger, so bear with me.
About 8 months ago, I made a quick trip to my hometown for a wedding brunch. There and back, all alone (toddler NOT in tow), the perfect recipe for worship/prayer time (with my Pandora Chris Tomlin station) presented itself. I distinctly remember coming to Jason that night and telling him that God had spoken to me during my travels that day. I clearly felt the Lord was telling me, "Okay, Haley, something is coming up in your future, and you're REALLY gonna have to trust Me, ok? Like,
trust Me, in a way you never have before..." I was stumped. I was confused, and I honestly became fearful.
Is this something bad, or good? Is this something I want to happen? Is something going to happen to Jason or Anne Riley?... my human/worldly thoughts and worries took over. I was questioning God. I wanted so badly to hear more information about these future plans of His!!! Of course, there was silence.
Now, I will rewind a little... Before Anne Riley was born, we lost a baby at 17 weeks, the day I was hoping to find out the sex of the baby. It was hard. I was devastated. I knew the possibility was there, that it could happen again. And it did... this January, shortly after God had spoken these words over me. Thankfully, the pregnancy didn't last as long as the first miscarriage. So, I thought,
ok, God was right, I am trusting in Him through this loss... this must be what He was preparing me for...
A couple of months went by, and the opportunity presented itself for me to go on a mission trip with Restoration Hope to South Africa. I have wanted to go to Africa on missions for years. I talked to Jason about it, and of course he was fully behind it and encouraged me to go. The dates worked out perfectly that my mother, an elementary school teacher, would be out of school for summer break. This would allow for help with Anne Riley.
And like any human being, hesitant thoughts set in.
How could I leave Anne Riley, when I've only been away from her for ONE night so far? What if I became pregnant again, and had an emergency while in Africa? See?...more questions and doubting... But deep within, I knew God wanted me to go.
He already worked it out, long ago. My family would be fine. He was going to keep me safe. Trust in Him, whose ways are perfect. You can give up 10 days of your normalcy, to give back to your Savior, who has blessed you tremendously. Everything I have is His anyway.
I did go on that trip to South Africa. And here I sit typing, a changed person. As I walked those red dirt roads of Sweetwaters, South Africa and spent time with the kids in the orphanage there, God changed me... "Haley, this is what I want you see... my heart is breaking for these people. I love these children and babies. By My grace, you were placed in a loving Christian home, in a country where you have never gone hungry, and you've had all you've ever needed, and more! If you want to follow me, you have to give it ALL to me. Money, relationships, material things, personal desires... EVERYTHING." I understood quickly how blessed I was, and how easily I could've been one of those dirty, hungry orphans with shoes 2 sizes to big, and tattered clothes. I felt such guilt. But God doesn't bring guilt, he just asks us to share, to love, and to give to the needy. To be like Jesus.
Luke 12:48 "From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; and from the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked."
Matthew 28:19-20 "Therefore GO and make disciples of ALL nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age."
And here is the big moment... I am writing this blog because, something within me has been building up for a while now.... Drumroll please...
It's called ADOPTION. Eeek! I said it.
I've always had an emotional response to adoption, my internal thoughts being...
Gosh, what a JOY it must be to hold and love and care for a child who doesn't have parents. I can't imagine having grown up without my Mama and Daddy. I think I could adopt! I think I would love to do that! Wait... are you crazy, Haley?? Seriously? Adoption is expensive. I want to have my own babies. What will everyone think when we tell them we're starting the adoption process? What about the racial aspect of adopting from another country? Believe me, I've thought of it all... Every. Excuse. Where do those excuses and fears come from? ... That's right... Satan
My church, Pinelake, started a challenge for its members, called "Outlive Your Life" a couple of years ago. To outlive our lives: by giving more money than we've ever given, by going/giving of our time to serving others, digging into the Bible more, etc. Our money was going to several Outlive categories, one being adoption. Stories and pictures began rolling in of families adopting, and it would yank my heart up into my throat each time. And whenever I would think about it, I would feel so strongly that I could BE that Mother, getting off the plane, holding my new child from another country. Time went by, and those thoughts never stopped, but they were a bit more distant.
Being in Africa, changed that. The first day of our trip we spent all day at the Tabitha orphanage. I literally held back tears all day. I was more emotional than I've EVER been in my life. I loved those kids, EVERY one. My heart was broken, smashed, turned upside down... but at the same time, my heart overflowed with JOY as I snuggled, hugged, and loved on those precious babies. I imagine that's how our Father feels. I felt God's HEART on that trip. Every night, I would just CRY in the shower. Emotions were raw, as I know they were for all 8 of us on that trip. I had never felt God this way before.
One of my prayers for this trip, was for God to change me, as well as doing His will through serving the people there. For God to show me what He wanted from me. Well, He showed up big time!
I believe that adoption may be one my family's next steps. So, the journey is beginning I think. I'm not sure what lies ahead. I don't know what my future looks like. I know it won't be easy. But I'm putting my trust in Him, and fixing my eyes on Him, and everything will fall into place. He already knows what's coming. All He asks of me is to obey and follow Him on a big adventure, where in the end, I will end up in my forever home, with Him.