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Almost two years ago in May of 2013, Alex and I made the decision to begin deciding about the adoption process (this is how two Type A people make plans).  We knew it was something we definitely wanted to do – adoption had been on both our hearts since we were children.  The tricky part was figuring out the details … the whens, hows, wheres, etc.  It was a lot to consider, and we weren’t sure if we were “in the right place” to bring a child into the equation, let alone via the complicated process of international adoption.  So, like any good control freaks planners, we agreed to spend the next year researching and considering and would officially begin in May of 2014, on our next anniversary.

If you’ve been following our story for long, you know that God inserted Himself into the equation (without consulting our superior brains, mind you) and not three months later, we had begun the process.  In a way I still can’t fathom, we stumbled across a small international adoption agency, signed on the dotted line, and started this insane journey having NOT THE SLIGHTEST CLUE where it would take us.

In case you are new to this blog (hello!), we’ll let you in on the secret.  It took us here:

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But starting the adoption process sooner than we thought meant thinking through a lot of big decisions.  Aside from the usual adoption-related decisions such as choosing an agency or a country, one of the biggest decisions we faced was whether or not I would continue to work after our adoption was complete.  I had been working at a job I enjoyed very much, and was having trouble picturing myself not working at all, even though we felt that it wouldn’t be wise to place a newly-adopted child in daycare.  After a huge amount of discussion, prayer, and deliberation, we decided that I would step down from my current position to be at home with Elliott.

It was a very difficult decision, but in the months between leaving that position and traveling to bring Elliott home, I realized something.  I was in a cabin in the woods the week after stepped down.  I wanted a few days alone to process the change going on in my life and allow myself to prayerfully transition.  During that time, I spent a lot of time praying and thinking about the things I was deeply passionate about, and how God might one day call me to use those passions.  It was during this time of prayer and reflection that I realized that as much as I enjoyed my previous position in church ministry, it wasn’t where my heart truly lied.

It was in this:

 “Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress.”  – James 1:27a

“A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in His holy dwelling.” – Psalm 68:5

“… because I rescued the poor who cried for help, and the fatherless who had none to assist him.”  – Job 29:12

Defend the cause of the weak and fatherless; maintain the rights of the poor and oppressed.” – Psalm 82:3

“… defending the fatherless and the oppressed …” – Psalm 10:18

My favorite college professor used to say, “Find what makes you pound your fists on the table, and then do something about it.”  Knowing that millions of children were around the world dying, starving, being neglected and taken advantage of, fending for themselves, never knowing the simple dignity of being loved by a family … that was what made me pound the table.  And I had to do something about it.

Even in the midst of our own adoption process, I knew I would never be satisfied to stop there.  And so, I asked God to show me how to be His hands and feet to the fatherless and the oppressed.  I had absolutely no idea what that would like or how it was even possible, but asked that when it was time for me to begin working again, God would open a door to allow me to work in the field of orphan care, advocacy and adoption.

Just a couple months later, God opened that door.

We were in a very unique position in our adoption, because our agency had never worked with Poland before.  Our adoption was considered a “pilot” adoption, a test to see if the agency would begin a full adoption program in Poland.  Someone has to be first, right?  This certainly heightened the adventure, and meant that we were working alongside our agency to figure out how the heck one goes about adopting a child from Poland.  It involved a lot of trial and error, late-night research, re-doing steps, and an enormous learning curve.  It meant going to Poland without the advantage of having someone from our agency knowing what that would entail.

For two Type A planners who were still learning to let go of control, it also meant a huge amount of faith.

And yet … we made it.

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In the weeks leading up to our trip to Poland, our agency director and I began talking about the fact that now that our pilot adoption was going to be successfully completed, it was time for her to start thinking about the agency launching a full program in Poland.  And how a new program like that would require a director.  A “case manager”.  Someone who was passionate about adoption and had experience with Poland and might be good at that kind of thing.

Just like that, I saw the door crack open.

Long story short, today I begin a new journey in the world of adoption.  This time, I will be on the flip side – no longer than anxious parent-to-be, but the one guiding those parents through the paperwork, the logistics, the ups and downs, the travel, and starting life together as a family.  I’ll walk alongside families as they take the same journey we did.  I’ll get a front row seat to watch orphans become sons and daughters.  I’ll get to play a role in making that happen.  And I get to do it all through the country of my son’s heritage, a country I have grown to love deeply, while working from the comfort of my own home so I can also be there for him.

Today, in a far better way than I could have imagined, I begin my dream job.

Never would I have guessed that a late-night internet search for SOMETHING TOTALLY UNRELATED would lead to our adoption agency … which would lead to our son … which would lead to this opportunity.  And the journey continues.

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 “Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen.”

-Ephesians 3:20

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