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Showing posts with label adoption journey. Show all posts

Going For Broke

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Adoption. It always unearths the topic of cost. While the cost of adoption is a staggering thing to consider, not considering adoption puts us at an even greater danger. If folks refuse to Go For Broke for the sake of kids, then I believe the people of God are quietly shouting a new set of priorities (ones that toss dirt on the Call of the Gospel!). When I say Go For Broke, I am talking about depleting our resources for the sake of a life (Yeah I know Dave Ramsey and the likes would frown on a savings balance with a zero that fat....).
Over the past couple of months Amy and I have had the chance to engage in serious conversation with a handful of couples considering adoption. We love doing this. God has opened the door for us to be practical and honest about what adoption entails. So lets continue to be straightforward in the overarching question of cost. "Why does it cost so much?"
Here is a break down of our last adoption.
So when things are all said and done... $35,000 is a bit of a norm. You can analyze, poke, and prod at these categories. To be truthful, when God overwhelms your heart to chase after lost sheep, you spend very little time considering the steepness of the mountain. You spend your time looking to the summit and listening to beckoning call of Christ saying, "Come follow me." I am not talking about being careless or a bad steward, but on the back end of the journey, never once has a true follower of Christ thought, "Boy I love my child, but I am mad I had to pay $7,000 to their birth mother...." It all fades and becomes inconsequential.... Going For Broke brings us oh-so-close to The Father.

We are in the middle of watching God gather finances for our third adoption. Our life right now looks like writing grants, sharing our story to those who want to donate, and collecting shoes as our current fundraiser through Funds2orgs.
Kids we get to shower with the Love of Christ. Both worth more than all the money in circulation.

Day 3: Part 2- Gotcha

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Day three was about so much more than seeing the sights and experiencing the culture. It was the culmination of nearly a year of waiting. From the time we left the meeting everyone was a bit hurried to get to Hannah's Hope. Our knees knocked on the ride, and thankfully it was only about 2 miles from our hotel. As we made the turn on to the bumpy dirt road leading to the gate, reality sat like a lump in our throats. A thousand thoughts and questions began to race through my head, but all thoughts fled when that gate was opened wide.

After a few moments inside the gate, we were motioned by Almaz. She led us to where she thought Landon was, but it turns out he was somewhere else. We were led all over the complex until finally we found out he was in his room. It was then a race to change our shoes at the door (small yellow crocs for me, green for Amy) and race up the marble stairs. Our awesome friend, Kathleen agreed to shoot our video for us. Up the stairs we made a dash for the door. Inside the pink and flower printed room was our beautiful boy waiting expectantly for us in his bouncy seat. He was the most amazing thing we had ever seen, and for a few seconds we just smiled and touched his hands. We couldn't wait long though before we picked him up and held him close in our arms. His first reaction was a huge smile and a few giggles. It was as if he was saying, "I knew you'd come."

Here is our Gotcha Day Video:



We stayed around Hannah's Hope for a time while some of the older children got used to their new families. Landon chose to take a nap on me the first time I held him, and continued that nap all the way back to our hotel. It was so humbling to be holding our son for the first time knowing our missing piece was now found.

Our first night together in the hotel was like this: Landon slept great, and we barely slept a wink. We mostly just watched him in the crib at the base of our bed. We kept whispering to each other all night long about how beautiful he was and making comments on any little movement he made in his sleep. Sleep deprivation was a theme through our whole trip.... more on that later.

Enjoy some pictures from the day:

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