Monday, April 22, 2013

Because........

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(For some reason, I'm having trouble embedding this video into the post.  I'll keep trying but, trust me, it's worth the click over.....)



In the months since we began the adoption process, many have asked why we are embarking on such a journey.  The responses to our explanations are varied; from those who (VERY MISTAKENLY) think that we are some sort of heroes....to those who think that we've lost our minds (and, yes, I've received that exact response).  

I've said it before and I'll say it again, there is NOTHING special about us, but the lyrics of this song so adequately reflect what's in our heart.  Every child deserves a home.


To be remembered on your birthday
Feel a father’s kiss goodnight
To have a mother wrap her arms around you
And say it’s gonna be alright

These are the things we take for granted
That every child should know and love
It’s simply heaven’s way of telling them
They are precious in this world
Precious in this world

Every child deserves a home
Every child deserves to hear the words, “You are not alone.”
Every life on earth is sacred
Every heart is heaven’s own
Every child deserves a home
Deserves a home

They are out there by the millions
Hurting children without hope
Little boys and girls who need a family
That they can call their own

Now it’s up to us to help them
We can’t just close our eyes
Jesus loves the little children
And His arms are open wide
They are open wide

Every child deserves a home
Every child deserves to hear the words, “You are not alone.”
Every life on earth is sacred
Every heart is heaven’s own
Every child deserves a home

There’s something in their faces that tells us their story
There’s something in their cry that keeps calling out, “Don’t forget about me.”
Red and yellow, black and white
They are precious in His sight
Jesus died for all the children of the world

Every child deserves a home
Every child deserves to hear the words, “You are not alone.”
Every life on earth is sacred 




Monday, April 1, 2013

Monthly Wait-List Update

It occurred to me today that that monthly email that, for so many months, we have anxiously waited on has completely lost its charm.

It came again today and, as we expected, we remain at #2 (for the third month in a row).


I would be lying if I said that I was anything less than frustrated and/or discouraged.  Just being real.  We do know where our hope lies and we know that His plan is perfect.  But we're human.  And no matter how hard I try, I just can't get excited about the prospect of more waiting.

We were able to make some forward progress with Jordan's fingerprinting today.  As I updated last, we didn't get Jordan's fingerprint appointment notice back with ours.  We went on Spring Break last week and I was hopeful that his print paperwork would come while we were gone.  But it didn't.  Luckily, our mailman is also a dear friend from church so he was looking out for it and texting each day.  Finally, I emailed the USCIS and, same day, got a reply that his paperwork had somehow been missed when ours was processed.  The nice lady was able to make him an appointment that day (for April 15th) and get the letter out to us.  The potential problem with all of this was that 1.) our prints would be expired by April 15th (which isn't a problem if we don't have a referral; but, if we do, we wouldn't want to have to wait on that little detail); and 2.) in order for Jordan to have prints done on this date, he would have to miss class.  SO....his Spring Break doesn't end until tomorrow so we took a chance and went over to the local USCIS office today (he is leaving later this afternoon to head back to UU) to see if they would fingerprint him.  And they did!!!  And so now we've all completed that next step in the recertification process and are good for the time being.  Our home study expires in July so that will be next.

On Saturday, my sister posted a picture of my 4-year-old niece having her little fingernails and toenails painted for Easter.  I can not tell a lie, I had a little moment of pity for myself; that I wasn't somewhere getting little fingers and toes all PINKED up.  Next year, we keep telling ourselves, next year.