Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Adoption Finalized!

In July we welcomed 
Miss Avarie
Age 4

Age 18 months

into our hearts
and home.

Avarie is a little princess
loving to play pretend.

Kaishawn is a worker
staying busy every moment.

These blessings grew
over the past 8 months,

Just as the love in our
hearts grew too.

We played together.

We worked together.

Growing up

Becoming a family

The Big Day Arrived
April 7, 2014
and the kids waited for the judge 
with their adoption bears.

Dad and Mom
were so excited!

The judge said,
"It is final!"

We proudly present to you
God's blessings to us
Avarie Faith Nicole
Kaishawn Paul Lamar

Resting peacefully in the love of the Lord
knowing He has had
and will continue to
have all things in his hands.

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Anticipating the Big Day

The big day is almost here.  Monday morning at 11:00 a.m. is adoption finalization at the court house.  Our family is ready.

We were blessed with tremendous workers from the foster care agencies we worked for this time around.  Our family worker from DCCCA and the children's worker from St. Francis went above and beyond the call of duty.  We are grateful to them.  DCCCA worked hard to find a match that was the right fit for our family.  St. Francis laid out a plan to accomplish all tasks needed for adoption to happen as quickly as possible. God is good!

Although we are ready for life to resume in a normal fashion, we will miss our workers.  In a sense they became a part of our family.  They cared about Baby Boy and Little Girl, who have become precious gifts in our lives.  That means a lot to us.  Without their work, we wouldn't have these children.

I will be the first one to tell you that there are a lot of things messed up in the foster care system.  Although, I will also contend that it is not completely the system's fault.  We just cannot replace the God-given family of a child by artificial means.  God's plan is always best.  However, because we live in a fallen world, families get really messed up and sometimes children need a new home and a new family.

I am thankful that there are people like Tonya and Melissa who care.  Our children needed somebody before they had us.  Foster care workers see a lot of difficult things.  It is often a thankless job.  Birth families are angry with them.  Government regulations and rules create a lot of hassle and red tape.  The children they work with associate the moving and negative life experience with them, and as a result they act out around them.  Despite the difficulties they continue working because they want to make a difference in the life of a child.

So as we anticipate Monday, it is with thankfulness for those who have been involved in our lives these past eight months.  Thank you, ladies, for making a difference!

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

He Sees Me

It was one of those nights.  After collapsing in bed exhausted, I woke up at 1:30 a.m. unable to go back to sleep.  My brain woke up, and it wouldn't shut off.

I lay in the dark staring at the ceiling.  Tears slipped quietly down my cheeks as I tried not to disturb my husband.  My brain struggled to rationalize, my heart hurt, and my stomach was twisted tight.

In moments like these I often think God put the Psalms in the Bible just for me.  I can relate to so many of David's cries to the Lord.  There are times when I feel alone.  I feel like I am surrounded by the enemy, and I wonder where God is.  (I know...probably not the words you would expect from a minister's wife.  But I am human.)

The dark of the night is when soul searching prayers are cried out.  It's just me and the Lord.  Last night after an hour or so, I knew I desperately needed sleep.  I asked the Lord to please just let me have peace in knowing everything is in his hands.  I wanted to feel his presence to remove the ache in my heart.

My body soon began to relax.  I didn't hear an audible voice.  However, I sensed him speaking to my heart telling me, "You know I am here.  Through Baby Boy I wrap my arms around you.  I am in the kisses he gently puts on the tip of your nose.  I am in his laughter and silly antics.  I am there when Little Girl wraps her arms around your legs and proclaims her love for 'mommy.'  As you hold her in your arms for cuddle time, I am there holding you."  God heard my prayer.  He saw my tears.

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 “Record my lament; 
list my tears on your scroll - 
are they not in your record?”
Psalm 56:8
My daughter, Kaytlin, had just written a short story that she had shared with me on Sunday.  God reminded me of his presence through her story as well.  As I drifted back to sleep, I sent up a prayer of thanks to God who used my children to reassure me of his presence.
God is "The Tear Master" through the midst of a dark and lonely night.  So thankful to serve a God who sees me.

(If you would like to read Kaytlin's story, click on the link above.)

Sunday, February 16, 2014

Bless the Lord

Songs make me cry sometimes.  By the time I reach my 60's I will probably be crying through every worship service.  Standing in church this morning singing "10,000 Reason" I hear my sweet Little Girl standing behind me by Grandma singing at the top of her lungs,

"Bless the Lord, Oh my soul.
Oh my soul.
Worship his holy name.
Sing like never before,
O my soul.
I'll worship your holy name."

And the tears gathered in my eyes. 

"You're rich in love, and You're slow to anger
Your name is great, and Your heart is kind
For all Your goodness I will keep on singing
Ten thousand reasons for my heart to find."

Little Girl is one of my 10,000 reasons.  Her and Baby Boy.  Just this week we finished up the majority of the adoption process.  On Monday we went for the reading of the records, a case plan meeting, subsidy negotiations, and the BIG signing of the adoptive placement agreement.  It now goes to our attorney and then to court for finalization.  We are about done.  When I talked to our foster care worker the next day she said, "You know this is virtually a done deal," and it finally hit me.  I cried.  Baby Boy and Little Girl are going to be a part of our family.  Really and truly. 

Our God is rich in love.  He is great.  And my heart sings even when I can't sing the words for all the tears.

I am anxious to introduce to you the newest members of our family.  They are saying it will be 30 to 60 days.  Not too long now and I'll post pictures and names.  So excited for that day!