Adoption Story

Well, I'm sure most of you have heard the story of how we adopted Deacon. So I won't share that with you again. What I would like to share is our 2nd Adoption Story. That's right, Jane and I have started the adoption process again!

We would like to have several children, so we knew we wanted to adopt again, but were unsure about the timing. Unlike being pregnant, there is no set time frame for adoption. It only took 6 months for us to get Deacon. So we didn't want to start the process when he was too young in case we would have another 6 month adoption and then have 2 children under the age of 1. But sometimes it takes a couple years to adopt, so we didn't want to wait until he was 2 and then he wouldn't get a sibling until he was 4. So just knowing when to adopt again was the hard part. The answer became very clear to me one night several months ago.

One of Jane's friends told her that her sister worked with a lady who had a friend (did you follow all of that?) who was pregnant with twins, but was planning on having an abortion. When Jane's friend heard about the situation, she thought of adoption and she thought of us. She was a little hesitant since the girl was pregnant with twins. She didn't realize that since both Jane and I have twins in our background that we always thought there was a chance that we could have twins one day and always looked forward to that. As soon as Jane told me, I told her to call her friend back right away. Not that we were planning on adopting at that point, but we needed to save those babies! Jane called her friend who called her sister who was going to call her co-worker. Jane's friend called us back to let us know what was going on. A short time later she called us back to tell us that it was too late: she had already had the abortion. We were too late! I cry now, just thinking about it. The mother was bi-racial and I picture the twins in my mind. I picture them as newborns. I picture them running around as toddlers. I picture them in their elementary years. I picture them in high school and college. I picture them as adults. And I cry. When I get to heaven, I'm going to find those twins. I'm going to hold them in my arms and tell them that they were loved on earth, that they were wanted. And I'm going to apologize for being too late.

So that's when it hit me. The longer we wait, the more babies die. Every day that we don't adopt, another baby (possibly our baby) dies for no reason. If anyone reading this is considering abortion, please don't. Please know that there are many families out there who would love to raise your child.




So, we have started the process again. We were spoiled by our adoption of Deacon. Everything went so smoothly. We don't expect that to happen again. We know this could be a long, painful process. Please keep us in your prayers. Pray that we would be open to whatever God has in store for us. At this point, we aren't sure what direction we will go. We may adopt another infant, but we are also looking into adopting an older child (possibly a sibling group) from the foster care system. Soli Deo Gloria! Glory to God alone!

Make it a great Monday!