The very first thing we learned about our son was his name. His name "Arthit" in Thai, means "Sun", and that is his current "play name" which most Thai kids have, like a nickname.
We did not know if we would give him a new name or not, but after learning he is so young, we decided we will. We have had some possible names in the mix for the past couple of years, so we revisited those first. And after learning his play name is "Sun", we definitely wanted to incorporate that. But we also love names ending with "s-o-n" because we want his name to be a reminder of his identity. (And it sounds the same at the end so hopefully will be an easier adjustment for him.)
We all loved "Hudson" the best and thought it fit him the most compared to others we like. We also like the meaning and immediately thought of Hudson Taylor, a pioneering missionary to China. And because it is the name his first mother gave him, we will keep his Thai name as his middle name.
So, he will be Hudson Arthit Flagler.
Meaning of Hudson: The name Hudson is the transferred use of an Anglo-Scottish surname originating from a medieval personal name “Hudde” which itself has three possible origins. One, it’s widely thought to be a pet form of the Old Saxon name Hugh which comes from a Germanic word “hug” meaning ‘heart, mind, spirit.’ Secondly, Hudde is also thought to have formed as a nickname for Richard which also has Germanic origins meaning ‘power, strong, hardy.’ Lastly, it could be derived from the Olde English personal name “Hūda” with uncertain origin but which gave its name to places like Huddington in Worcestershire. The surname dates back to the 13th century in Scotland and England.
Tyndall's name is also an Anglo-Scottish surname.
And Hudson Taylor's name is actually James Hudson Taylor, so there's another brotherly connection with the name.
On other websites, we read that Hudson can mean "power" which is a strong family connection with Matt's "Powers" family--and middle name.
Tyndall James's name reminds us of William Tyndale who translated the Bible into English, and Hudson Taylor translated most of the New Testament into Chinese.
So, it all seemed to fit, and as we decided throughout the rest of the day, it stuck.
A verse we are associating with his name is 2 Timothy 1:7, "For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind."
Funny side note: As I was researching multiple websites about the meaning of names, I read that Hudson was mostly used as a surname. It took me a minute to make the connection that my best friend Ginger married a Hudson in 2015, so it's now the last name of my dearest friend. So, even though it was not the reason we chose the name, it definitely was not a deterrent. And she promised me it wasn't too weird.
Hudson Arthit, you are loved!
Matt, Tricia, Tyndall and Hudson. Our life in Thailand.
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Saturday, May 11, 2013
Thinking of You Today
Dear "L",
You have been on my mind and heart so much as this Mother's Day approaches. And today is Birth Mother's Day. I really wish we could be together today. I would love for you to see the child that both of us love so much. I would love for you to see his smile and hear his laugh and know that he is SO loved in his new family.
I am so, so thankful that you chose Matthew and I to be the family for your son. Again, I'll never know the things you considered or know fully why you chose us, but I have confidence that God led you to choose us to be his family.
I don't know how you're feeling today, and I'll probably never know the journey of emotions you have been through this past year. But, He does.
L, I don't know your story. I know bits and pieces, some pieces filled with hurt and pain and struggle. I'm so, so sorry for the sad parts of your story. But, I want you to know that you are Loved. Not because you're a 'birthmom', but because you're a creation of the King. God has a plan for your life, though you may not understand it. He can make all things beautiful.
Speaking of beautiful, I will ALWAYS treasure the picture we have of you with our son. You and your mom. Yet the sadness in your eyes haunts me. I'll never fully know where it comes from, what led you to choose adoption for your child. SO, when I see it, I pray for you. I pray that you will one day be able to rejoice knowing the purpose God has for your life. Not as a mother who placed her child(ren) for adoption, but as a Daughter of the King of the Universe!
One day, I hope we can meet, and I can tell you about how He changed my life. How He changed the sad and hurtful and painful parts of my story into Peace, into friendship with the Creator of the Universe. How He led me in this journey to being the mother to your son.
Dear L, you are beautiful. You are loved. You are valued, treasured, respected. Your son will always know these things about you. I promise. And I pray that you know them too.
Love,
Tricia
You have been on my mind and heart so much as this Mother's Day approaches. And today is Birth Mother's Day. I really wish we could be together today. I would love for you to see the child that both of us love so much. I would love for you to see his smile and hear his laugh and know that he is SO loved in his new family.
I am so, so thankful that you chose Matthew and I to be the family for your son. Again, I'll never know the things you considered or know fully why you chose us, but I have confidence that God led you to choose us to be his family.
I don't know how you're feeling today, and I'll probably never know the journey of emotions you have been through this past year. But, He does.
L, I don't know your story. I know bits and pieces, some pieces filled with hurt and pain and struggle. I'm so, so sorry for the sad parts of your story. But, I want you to know that you are Loved. Not because you're a 'birthmom', but because you're a creation of the King. God has a plan for your life, though you may not understand it. He can make all things beautiful.
Speaking of beautiful, I will ALWAYS treasure the picture we have of you with our son. You and your mom. Yet the sadness in your eyes haunts me. I'll never fully know where it comes from, what led you to choose adoption for your child. SO, when I see it, I pray for you. I pray that you will one day be able to rejoice knowing the purpose God has for your life. Not as a mother who placed her child(ren) for adoption, but as a Daughter of the King of the Universe!
One day, I hope we can meet, and I can tell you about how He changed my life. How He changed the sad and hurtful and painful parts of my story into Peace, into friendship with the Creator of the Universe. How He led me in this journey to being the mother to your son.
Dear L, you are beautiful. You are loved. You are valued, treasured, respected. Your son will always know these things about you. I promise. And I pray that you know them too.
Love,
Tricia
Thursday, April 25, 2013
.Joy.
It doesn't always feel like joy.
Sometimes it feels like 2:24am and you haven't gotten much sleep, but you're awakened to a crying baby who needs a(nother) bottle.
Sometimes it feels like 6:13 in the evening and the baby is really fussy and you don't know why.
Or sometimes it's 11:04am, and your baby is crying and you don't know why.
Sometimes it feels like 6:13 in the evening and the baby is really fussy and you don't know why.
Or sometimes it's 11:04am, and your baby is crying and you don't know why.
Yet, there's joy.
Joy because the crying baby or the fussy baby is the answer to so.many.prayers.
Joy because the baby who smiles at you literally makes your heart leap in your chest.
Joy because this child is a constant reminder of God's faithfulness and goodness.
Joy because, even though circumstances are not ideal, you have lots of 'extra' time with this child.
Joy because after so many years and months of waiting and longing and praying and preparing,
he's here-in my arms.
he's here-in my arms.
Joy because God chose us to be the parents of this specific child.
And to be able to have a bond with his birth family in a way that no one else ever will.
And to be able to have a bond with his birth family in a way that no one else ever will.
On April 15th, I woke up with a sadness. I was remembering a place I lived that I loved. A place where I lived so intentionally. Where everyday was filled with purpose and joy in knowing that I was exactly where I was supposed to be. It was April 15, 2006 that my teammates and I had to leave that country. We didn't want to leave. We were sad to leave our friends, especially knowing that we might have endangered them and may never see them again.
Ever since that day in 2006, I've lived with a sadness. Not despair--because my hope is not in this world. Our friends were not dependent on us. God's Name was not dependent on any people in that country, especially not the crazy American just-graduated-from-college-kids. But I truly loved that place. And those people. A large piece of my heart was left in that country. So, remembering that place sometimes makes me sad. Especially when I remember having to leave so suddenly.
But, this year, on April 15th, as I lay in bed with our son, something happened. Tyndall and I were 'talking', and he got so excited and made the funniest noise, I laughed. And Tyndall laughed in response. He didn't know he was doing it and in fact looked a little frightened at what had happened. But, then he laughed again. And we laughed together. And then I cried tears of joy. God literally turned my sadness into laughter. The first laughter from my son happened on a morning when I was sad. The son who we have waited for, longed for, hoped for, yearned for. Our son was laughing with me. What a sweet gift from my Heavenly Father.
Ever since then, He keeps reminding me that He is the Source of joy. He is the Giver of the gift of my son that brings me so much joy.
The Boston tragedy happened later that day. And then the Texas tragedy. I was reminded that we live in a broken world. But we're not alone in this world. There is Joy in the sadness, in the chaos, in the brokeness.
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Sometimes, Joy overflows out of our hearts. Sometimes, we must choose it. Always, it is available.
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
God Makes Babies. People Don't.
Remember that one time I played an April Fool's joke and 'announced' that we were pregnant just a couple months after adopting our son?
Actually, it technically doesn't say that we were pregnant. But people assumed, which is what I wanted them to do... Because I cannot tell you the amount of times we've heard, 'now that you've adopted, you'll get pregnant with one of your own'.
Well, I thought it was funny. I figured most people don't truly believe big announcements that are posted on April 1st.
In fact, I had been planning it for weeks. I even gave the immediate family members a heads-up so that they wouldn't have heart attacks. Well, all except for my sister, Laura. I forgot to give her a heads-up. Sorry, Laura.
Within minutes, there were lots of very excited people. Only a handful commented things that hinted to April Fool's... several even said "I'm sure you wouldn't joke about something like this." I realized pretty quickly that people would have been thrilled had this news been true.
I texted or private messaged most people who commented, letting them know they had been 'had'. Most responded lightheartedly. But there were some who gave me a really hard time. After only a couple hours, I posted the updated picture and came 'clean'.
A couple of people who are dear to me told me this was a mean joke to play. Because there have been so many people praying for us and supporting us (even financially) on our journey to parenthood. They talked as if being pregnant would be the answer to those prayers. And I guess what I want people to know is: Tyndall is the answer to our prayers. A biological child wouldn't be any more of 'our own' child to us than he is.
If the pregnancy post had been true, I would honestly be freaking out. I am jobless and have no health insurance. And I have a 3 month old. This would not be an ideal time for a pregnancy. BUT, IF GOD chose to place life inside of me, then I would embrace it. Knowing that God is the One who creates life. Not us.
Actually, it technically doesn't say that we were pregnant. But people assumed, which is what I wanted them to do... Because I cannot tell you the amount of times we've heard, 'now that you've adopted, you'll get pregnant with one of your own'.
Well, I thought it was funny. I figured most people don't truly believe big announcements that are posted on April 1st.
In fact, I had been planning it for weeks. I even gave the immediate family members a heads-up so that they wouldn't have heart attacks. Well, all except for my sister, Laura. I forgot to give her a heads-up. Sorry, Laura.
Within minutes, there were lots of very excited people. Only a handful commented things that hinted to April Fool's... several even said "I'm sure you wouldn't joke about something like this." I realized pretty quickly that people would have been thrilled had this news been true.
I texted or private messaged most people who commented, letting them know they had been 'had'. Most responded lightheartedly. But there were some who gave me a really hard time. After only a couple hours, I posted the updated picture and came 'clean'.
Some laughed. Some didn't.
I didn't realize that my fun little prank was going to cause so much concern. And then this picture appeared in my Facebook newsfeed. Twice.
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And I felt like a terrible person. Why? I can't fully explain, but I'm going to try...
A few years ago, it was my heart that ached and pricked a little bit every time I saw a pregnancy announcement. It reminded me of my loss. And made me wonder, when will it be my turn? There was a season that I was a little bit bitter and resentful when I would find out about 'surprise' pregnancies. Actually, there was one only a few months ago that definitely made me run to the Lord and pour out my heart to Him.
And I'm so thankful for those times. It's helped me become who I am, and it's helping me be the Mom I am to Tyndall. Motherhood didn't come easily for me. There were lots of things that we could have done to try harder to conceive. But we didn't feel led in that direction. We felt called to adoption. And adoption wasn't God's second choice for us. It was His first.
We have friends who are pursuing infertility treatments. Going through painful surgeries and treatments in hopes of conceiving and becoming parents. I don't want to discount the pain and yearning and longing that these friends, and others, are feeling. It's real. Still, that was not the road God led us down.
But you know what? Even if He had led us down that road, it would have been Him and only Him who created a child. It's not timing or planning, or medicine, or vitamins, or procedures that create life. God does that.
Whether a pregnancy is planned, a surprise, free, or costly, God's behind it. I've really and fully learned that to be true. I've walked with enough friends through the heartache of waiting for pregnancy to happen (and experienced it myself). I've also walked with enough friends through surprise pregnancies.
There are no 'surprises' to God. Tyndall was not a surprise to God. He was created in God's perfect timing, grown and sustained inside his birth mother's body, then delivered at just the right time. For us to be his parents. As the answer to so many prayers. God made this child.
A couple of people who are dear to me told me this was a mean joke to play. Because there have been so many people praying for us and supporting us (even financially) on our journey to parenthood. They talked as if being pregnant would be the answer to those prayers. And I guess what I want people to know is: Tyndall is the answer to our prayers. A biological child wouldn't be any more of 'our own' child to us than he is.
If the pregnancy post had been true, I would honestly be freaking out. I am jobless and have no health insurance. And I have a 3 month old. This would not be an ideal time for a pregnancy. BUT, IF GOD chose to place life inside of me, then I would embrace it. Knowing that God is the One who creates life. Not us.
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Puzzle Piece Party Fundraiser!
I remember waking up two days after finding out we had a son and being intimidated by the remaining expenses. But almost immediately after thinking about the remaining costs, God brought an idea to mind.
We had seen the idea of a puzzle piece fundraiser in a few places (and also some variations on this idea, such as a 'block party'.) And we felt that this was the way to go... a "Welcome Home Baby Boy Flagler Puzzle Party!" I quickly calculated that we had $5,000 remaining so could do a 500 piece puzzle for $10 a piece.
So, we created a fundraising page and shared the exciting news that we had been matched with a boy!
At the time, we couldn't share that he was already born... that during the time of this fundraiser, we MET HIM, we HELD HIM, we told him he is LOVED! During our times in the waiting room, in between visiting with him, we would see emails of "so and so" has donated $xx amount to "Welcome Home Baby Boy Flagler". I cannot tell you how special those emails were at the time.
Each and every fundraiser we've done has been special. This one was extra-special. So easy, so meaningful, so perfect in the timing!
THE DAY BEFORE Adoption Day, we celebrated that God had provided ALL of our adoption funds! We were beyond excited! This was my Facebook status, and you can see all of the feedback...
Once we got home, we were excited to start on the puzzle...
Almost a month went by... we took a break once we caught Zoe eating a puzzle piece and realizing she had eaten more than one (we thought several at the time)...
$10 puzzle pieces x 500 puzzle pieces = $5,000! A wonderful "Welcome Home" Party indeed!
P.S. I always loved this puzzle, but then I found out that elephants are pregnant for 22 months. Now I love it even more. :)
We had seen the idea of a puzzle piece fundraiser in a few places (and also some variations on this idea, such as a 'block party'.) And we felt that this was the way to go... a "Welcome Home Baby Boy Flagler Puzzle Party!" I quickly calculated that we had $5,000 remaining so could do a 500 piece puzzle for $10 a piece.
So, we created a fundraising page and shared the exciting news that we had been matched with a boy!
The page read: We've just been matched with a Boy! He will (prayerfully) be coming
home in January 2013. We cannot share many details at this time but are
trusting God for the remaining $5,000 to cover his adoption.
We are having a "Welcome Home Baby Boy" Online Puzzle Party! We are asking for $10 donations, and for each $10 donation, we will put your name on the back of a puzzle piece. When each of the 500 pieces has a name on it, we will frame it and place it in Baby Boy's nursery. And, our funding will be complete!
Please include your mailing address in the comments so we can send a Thank You note! Thank you so much for helping us welcome home our son!
We are having a "Welcome Home Baby Boy" Online Puzzle Party! We are asking for $10 donations, and for each $10 donation, we will put your name on the back of a puzzle piece. When each of the 500 pieces has a name on it, we will frame it and place it in Baby Boy's nursery. And, our funding will be complete!
Please include your mailing address in the comments so we can send a Thank You note! Thank you so much for helping us welcome home our son!
At the time, we couldn't share that he was already born... that during the time of this fundraiser, we MET HIM, we HELD HIM, we told him he is LOVED! During our times in the waiting room, in between visiting with him, we would see emails of "so and so" has donated $xx amount to "Welcome Home Baby Boy Flagler". I cannot tell you how special those emails were at the time.
Each and every fundraiser we've done has been special. This one was extra-special. So easy, so meaningful, so perfect in the timing!
THE DAY BEFORE Adoption Day, we celebrated that God had provided ALL of our adoption funds! We were beyond excited! This was my Facebook status, and you can see all of the feedback...
Once we got home, we were excited to start on the puzzle...
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| Friends and Family helped |
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| 2/13 all put together... and you can see the missing pieces... |
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| But, thanks to Amazon, we found the same puzzle. |
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| And now it's complete!!! |
P.S. I always loved this puzzle, but then I found out that elephants are pregnant for 22 months. Now I love it even more. :)
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Meeting Our Son 1-7-2013
It was a long weekend between finding out about him (post 1 and post 2) and getting to meet him. All I wanted to do was get to him and meet him and tell him he has a mommy and a daddy. I wanted to cheer him on in his growing and talk to him and tell him how much he is loved. I wanted to smell him and feel him and hear his cry. I'm so glad I didn't have to wait much longer than I did.
We woke up early on Monday, January 7th and finished packing and drove to meet Tyndall. We weren't sure if the hospital would let us stay and visit him, but we packed our bags just in case. We also had no idea how he was doing or if he would be close to coming home, so we packed everything ready for him to come home as well.
It was a wonderful drive, full of lots of loving texts from family & friends. It was beyond exciting with waves of nervousness followed by perfect peace. Matt and I just kept saying "is this real?"
We got to the hospital about 45 minutes early. I had taken the virtual tour of the hospital, so we went to the NICU to see if we could peek in at him. We couldn't see him, but I love this picture of Matt trying to catch a peek.
We went back down to the main lobby to wait for the Bethany social worker, and thankfully, she was early too! We spent some time catching up with her and asking her lots of questions. I was amazed at how completely sane and normal it felt (at times!). She showed us more pictures, and we even got to see pictures of some of his birth family, which was very special.
We had an appointment with the hospital social worker at 11:30. She was also very kind and understood our excitement. She walked us straight in to meet our son. We entered the secure NICU, scrubbed up, then walked into his room that he shared with 5 other preemies.
He was sooooo much tinier than he looked in pictures. But soooo much more adorable and perfect! We got to touch him and talk to him and introduce ourselves through the incubator at first. It was magical. Surreal. Amazing. Our son was right in front of us! We could touch him. Thankfully, the social worker and nurses took pictures!
We got a crash course in preemie care from the wonderful NICU nurses. They are so amazing at what they do!
After getting to know him a bit through the incubator and hearing from the hospital social worker that we would be able to stay and spend time with him, I thought it had been the perfect day!
But God had so much more for us... we could hold him! His current weigh was 3 lbs, 5.1 oz which was big enough to spend about 20 minutes per day in our arms.
It was amazing. He is amazing! We love you, Tyndall, and are soooo glad God chose us to be your family!
We woke up early on Monday, January 7th and finished packing and drove to meet Tyndall. We weren't sure if the hospital would let us stay and visit him, but we packed our bags just in case. We also had no idea how he was doing or if he would be close to coming home, so we packed everything ready for him to come home as well.
It was a wonderful drive, full of lots of loving texts from family & friends. It was beyond exciting with waves of nervousness followed by perfect peace. Matt and I just kept saying "is this real?"
We got to the hospital about 45 minutes early. I had taken the virtual tour of the hospital, so we went to the NICU to see if we could peek in at him. We couldn't see him, but I love this picture of Matt trying to catch a peek.
We went back down to the main lobby to wait for the Bethany social worker, and thankfully, she was early too! We spent some time catching up with her and asking her lots of questions. I was amazed at how completely sane and normal it felt (at times!). She showed us more pictures, and we even got to see pictures of some of his birth family, which was very special.
We had an appointment with the hospital social worker at 11:30. She was also very kind and understood our excitement. She walked us straight in to meet our son. We entered the secure NICU, scrubbed up, then walked into his room that he shared with 5 other preemies.
He was sooooo much tinier than he looked in pictures. But soooo much more adorable and perfect! We got to touch him and talk to him and introduce ourselves through the incubator at first. It was magical. Surreal. Amazing. Our son was right in front of us! We could touch him. Thankfully, the social worker and nurses took pictures!
After getting to know him a bit through the incubator and hearing from the hospital social worker that we would be able to stay and spend time with him, I thought it had been the perfect day!
But God had so much more for us... we could hold him! His current weigh was 3 lbs, 5.1 oz which was big enough to spend about 20 minutes per day in our arms.
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| Tears of joy!! |
It was amazing. He is amazing! We love you, Tyndall, and are soooo glad God chose us to be your family!
...and the Baby's Been Born!
When I wrote earlier about the phone call, what I couldn't share was the most exciting part of that phone call.
On the first phone call, our social worker said something like, "I've got some potentially exciting news for you... you've been chosen!" After my exclamations of excitement and joy, I then heard,
"AND the baby's already been born."
THAT'S when she lost me. And that's when she wisely advised that I get with Matt and we call her back together to hear more details.
Can you imagine?!
That's all I knew. We've been chosen, and the baby's here. I didn't know if it was boy, girl, healthy, sick, white, mixed, black, or anything. It didn't matter. It just mattered that we had been chosen, and the baby needed to meet his/her Mommy & Daddy!
On the way to meet Matt, we were on the phone. I was like, "ohmygosh, ohmygosh, ohmygosh" thinking that not only were we matched but we were already parents! There was much trembling and shaking. And being in shock.
On the way to meet Matt, I also said, "what if it's a girl?"
In the interest of full disclosure, we really wanted a boy. But we knew that we couldn't 'choose' if it was in my belly, so we opted not to choose with adoption. (I should have written a post about red, yellow, black, white, girl or boy.) He wisely said, "we will love that little girl like no one else." I knew we would too.
When we got together in the Dunkin' Donuts parking lot, we called our social worker back. We learned lots of wonderful details...
The ones that stuck out:
The best part? The birth mother's social worker emailed us 2 pictures of him. They were small pictures, but it didn't matter. We memorized every detail in a short amount of time. Here are the first glimpses we had of our son... on the day we found out about him... when he was 5 days old.
On the first phone call, our social worker said something like, "I've got some potentially exciting news for you... you've been chosen!" After my exclamations of excitement and joy, I then heard,
"AND the baby's already been born."
THAT'S when she lost me. And that's when she wisely advised that I get with Matt and we call her back together to hear more details.
Can you imagine?!
That's all I knew. We've been chosen, and the baby's here. I didn't know if it was boy, girl, healthy, sick, white, mixed, black, or anything. It didn't matter. It just mattered that we had been chosen, and the baby needed to meet his/her Mommy & Daddy!
On the way to meet Matt, we were on the phone. I was like, "ohmygosh, ohmygosh, ohmygosh" thinking that not only were we matched but we were already parents! There was much trembling and shaking. And being in shock.
On the way to meet Matt, I also said, "what if it's a girl?"
In the interest of full disclosure, we really wanted a boy. But we knew that we couldn't 'choose' if it was in my belly, so we opted not to choose with adoption. (I should have written a post about red, yellow, black, white, girl or boy.) He wisely said, "we will love that little girl like no one else." I knew we would too.
When we got together in the Dunkin' Donuts parking lot, we called our social worker back. We learned lots of wonderful details...
The ones that stuck out:
- It's a BOY!!!!
- He was born 12/29/2012. 2012!!! (Remember these posts? God knew.)
- The birth mother named him, and the middle name she chose was James. Though we were going back and forth between first names, the one thing we knew was that if it was a boy, his middle name would be James.
- 12/29 is also the birthday of my dad's brother & sister who are twins. That's part of the reason we settled on Tyndall.
- He was due sometime in February, so he was quite early. He weighed 3 lbs, 3 oz at birth and currently weighed 3 lbs, 1 oz. Overall, he was healthy. Just tiny.
The best part? The birth mother's social worker emailed us 2 pictures of him. They were small pictures, but it didn't matter. We memorized every detail in a short amount of time. Here are the first glimpses we had of our son... on the day we found out about him... when he was 5 days old.
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
His Name... Tyndall James
Our son has a name. For a long time, we had been going back and forth between a couple of names, but we have finally settled on his name...
Tyndall--Tricia's maiden name. We want our son to know he is fully immersed in our family, forever and for always. We felt that giving him such an obvious family name would help accomplish that.
The actual name 'Tyndall' is Anglo-Scottish and comes from Tyne-Dale... Tyne (Pronounced with a long 'i') is a river and Dale means valley. So, his name literally means "valley of the Tyne".
Our verse we are praying for this name is John 7:38, "Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, streams of living water will flow from within him." We pray that Tyndall will know Jesus and that he will allow the Holy Spirit to work in and through his life.
Also significant is the man William Tyndale. We have a movie called "God's Outlaw" that is about the life of William Tyndale. He felt a call from God to translate the Scriptures into common English so that they would be accessible to all, not only clergymen. For more about William Tyndale's life, click here. We pray that our Tyndall will follow this example of allegiance to Christ, no matter the cost.
James--from the Bible, also a family name, also the middle name of Matt's college roommate, which is where we originally decided to use James. James literally means "supplanter" which means substitute or replace. We pray his identity will be supplanted from one who was lonely to one who has a family!
Our verse we are associating with his middle name is James 1:1, "James, a servant of God and of the Lord Jesus Christ..." We pray that as the writer of the Book of James described himself, that this would be true of our son as well.
As more of Tyndall's story is able to be shared, we look forward to sharing even more special meanings of his name.
Tyndall James
Tyndall--Tricia's maiden name. We want our son to know he is fully immersed in our family, forever and for always. We felt that giving him such an obvious family name would help accomplish that.
The actual name 'Tyndall' is Anglo-Scottish and comes from Tyne-Dale... Tyne (Pronounced with a long 'i') is a river and Dale means valley. So, his name literally means "valley of the Tyne".
Our verse we are praying for this name is John 7:38, "Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, streams of living water will flow from within him." We pray that Tyndall will know Jesus and that he will allow the Holy Spirit to work in and through his life.
Also significant is the man William Tyndale. We have a movie called "God's Outlaw" that is about the life of William Tyndale. He felt a call from God to translate the Scriptures into common English so that they would be accessible to all, not only clergymen. For more about William Tyndale's life, click here. We pray that our Tyndall will follow this example of allegiance to Christ, no matter the cost.
James--from the Bible, also a family name, also the middle name of Matt's college roommate, which is where we originally decided to use James. James literally means "supplanter" which means substitute or replace. We pray his identity will be supplanted from one who was lonely to one who has a family!
Our verse we are associating with his middle name is James 1:1, "James, a servant of God and of the Lord Jesus Christ..." We pray that as the writer of the Book of James described himself, that this would be true of our son as well.
As more of Tyndall's story is able to be shared, we look forward to sharing even more special meanings of his name.
Sunday, January 6, 2013
The Phone Call, 1-3-2013
I was pretty down the first couple days of 2013. We had prayed so long for a 2012 baby, and I was disappointed that it didn't happen. I was allowing myself to be sad and disappointed even though I KNEW that God's plans were much better than mine. I was hanging on to Proverbs 19:21, "Many are the plans in a man's heart, but it is the Lord's purpose that prevails." Anyone who saw me during that week knew that I was struggling. But I hadn't given up. In my heart of hearts, I knew something was going on that was much bigger than I could understand. Matt and I even had some serious conversations during those days. I am so thankful for the faith of my husband. He is definitely God's gift to me.
On to the moment when everything changed...
On Thursday, January 3rd, I was at work when my cell phone rang at 10:03am. I didn't recognize the number, but it could have been any number of people. When it was our Bethany social worker, I still didn't know for sure it was a referral call. The week before Christmas, we had talked with her about the possibility of older child adoption, so I thought she might be calling to follow up on that. We chatted about Christmas for a minute and being back to 'normal' schedules before she said, "Well, I have some potentially exciting news... you've been chosen!"
She was smart enough to say "you're probably not going to understand all the details right now, so call me back so I can talk to you and Matt together." So, I called Matt. He was at home. I told him, "We have a baby!" and I started bursting out crying. My coworker, Veronica, ran over to my desk to hug me. I was shaking. Trembling. So, Matt and I decided to both start driving toward one another so we could call our social worker back together.
I ran around the office, crying and screaming "we have a baby!" There were questions like, "is it a boy or girl", and I just said "I don't know, and I don't care!" :) My poor coworkers probably thought I had lost my mind. I hugged everyone then went out the door to drive to meet Matt.
Halfway to each other ended up being Dunkin' Donuts. We sat in the parking lot and called our social worker back. She gave us LOTS of information. One of the most important questions that I asked was "did the birth mother pick us, or were we chosen by default?" She told us, "She chose you... she loves your love for your family and that you have lived and traveled to a lot of places." This was a huge answer to prayer! We were THRILLED!
We asked lots more questions, and she gave us lots of information. It was CLEAR to us that this is our son.
Immediately, we called our immediate family members and shared what we knew. Needless to say, I was way too excited to go back to work. Matt and I hung out the rest of the day and got busy making preparations.
Later, I called the birth mother's social worker and asked more questions. I asked if we get to meet the birth mother, and that was a special answer as well. Apparently, the birth mother wasn't sure if she wanted to get to know the adoptive family or not, but after reading our profile book, she definitely wants to keep in touch. What an answer to prayer! We also learned her first name, which I love. I LOVE being able to pray for her by name.
It finally happened!! We're going to be parents--soon! :)
On to the moment when everything changed...
On Thursday, January 3rd, I was at work when my cell phone rang at 10:03am. I didn't recognize the number, but it could have been any number of people. When it was our Bethany social worker, I still didn't know for sure it was a referral call. The week before Christmas, we had talked with her about the possibility of older child adoption, so I thought she might be calling to follow up on that. We chatted about Christmas for a minute and being back to 'normal' schedules before she said, "Well, I have some potentially exciting news... you've been chosen!"
She was smart enough to say "you're probably not going to understand all the details right now, so call me back so I can talk to you and Matt together." So, I called Matt. He was at home. I told him, "We have a baby!" and I started bursting out crying. My coworker, Veronica, ran over to my desk to hug me. I was shaking. Trembling. So, Matt and I decided to both start driving toward one another so we could call our social worker back together.
I ran around the office, crying and screaming "we have a baby!" There were questions like, "is it a boy or girl", and I just said "I don't know, and I don't care!" :) My poor coworkers probably thought I had lost my mind. I hugged everyone then went out the door to drive to meet Matt.
Halfway to each other ended up being Dunkin' Donuts. We sat in the parking lot and called our social worker back. She gave us LOTS of information. One of the most important questions that I asked was "did the birth mother pick us, or were we chosen by default?" She told us, "She chose you... she loves your love for your family and that you have lived and traveled to a lot of places." This was a huge answer to prayer! We were THRILLED!
We asked lots more questions, and she gave us lots of information. It was CLEAR to us that this is our son.
Immediately, we called our immediate family members and shared what we knew. Needless to say, I was way too excited to go back to work. Matt and I hung out the rest of the day and got busy making preparations.
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| On the phone later in the day... |
Later, I called the birth mother's social worker and asked more questions. I asked if we get to meet the birth mother, and that was a special answer as well. Apparently, the birth mother wasn't sure if she wanted to get to know the adoptive family or not, but after reading our profile book, she definitely wants to keep in touch. What an answer to prayer! We also learned her first name, which I love. I LOVE being able to pray for her by name.
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| Talking with the birth mother's social worker and taking notes. Matt took this picture because it looks like Zoe & Nala are joined together behind me. So thankful he focuses on the important things! ;) |
It finally happened!! We're going to be parents--soon! :)
It's a BOY!!!!
Matthew and I are beyond thrilled to share that we have been matched with a Boy!
We cannot share many details at this point, but please join us in praying for our son & his birth mother. 
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
God's Trying to Teach Me Something...
I haven't done a great job at the daily posts about adoption, but that's okay. Life continues, and it's a little tricky to blog daily without internet access at home.
Anyway, without going into any details, there's a lot happening on the adoption front. Lots of emails. The kind that say "are you interested in this baby" and we respond "of course we're interested" and then we hear back "____ families are interested in this baby". Then we wait.
It's a beautiful and maddening thing. It's soooooo wonderful that there are other people who want to be families for these children. It's a beautiful thing that these precious lives are soon going to have families who love them and dream for them. Maddening because we want to be the family.
I get really caught up in emails. Matt and I both do... it's probably comical to observe us these days... constantly checking emails, texting each other, calling each other for updates (depending on which one has email access at the time).
But I had a good reminder today. Something I KNOW but needed a good smack in the face with, to be reminded of...
Anyway, without going into any details, there's a lot happening on the adoption front. Lots of emails. The kind that say "are you interested in this baby" and we respond "of course we're interested" and then we hear back "____ families are interested in this baby". Then we wait.
It's a beautiful and maddening thing. It's soooooo wonderful that there are other people who want to be families for these children. It's a beautiful thing that these precious lives are soon going to have families who love them and dream for them. Maddening because we want to be the family.
I get really caught up in emails. Matt and I both do... it's probably comical to observe us these days... constantly checking emails, texting each other, calling each other for updates (depending on which one has email access at the time).
But I had a good reminder today. Something I KNOW but needed a good smack in the face with, to be reminded of...
God is not giving us a child through an email.
It has nothing to do with how many other families respond and our 'odds'.
HE has chosen our child(ren), and these are just the means
of getting us to him/her/them...
God has already designed our family.
Not the agency. Not the waiting list. Not a system.
It has nothing to do with how many other families respond and our 'odds'.
HE has chosen our child(ren), and these are just the means
of getting us to him/her/them...
God has already designed our family.
Not the agency. Not the waiting list. Not a system.
I was re-reading my friend's blog earlier, and I ran across this:
You see, it was never about probability or circumstances or anything else. It was about God's plan. These girls were ours, are ours. It didn't matter how things played out....they were ours either way. And what a blessing to know that. We didn't become our girls' parents by default; we also didn't become their parents because their birthmom chose us. We became their parents because God chose us. He chose our family; He chose us for each other. (And not because we deserved it, but because He is SOOO good to us:))
Timely, wouldn't you say?
By the way, if you're coming to our BBQ & Bids Fundraiser, you'll get to meet the family above and hear their story.
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
A Prayer
5 Yes, my soul, find rest in God;
my hope comes from him.
6 Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.
7 My salvation and my honor depend on God;
he is my mighty rock, my refuge.
8 Trust in him at all times, you people;
pour out your hearts to him,
for God is our refuge.
my hope comes from him.
6 Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.
7 My salvation and my honor depend on God;
he is my mighty rock, my refuge.
8 Trust in him at all times, you people;
pour out your hearts to him,
for God is our refuge.
Lord, help me remember that YOU are my hope, where my soul finds rest. As I woke up in a 'blah' mood, emotional and raw, I thank you for reminding me that YOU are my rock and my salvation, my refuge. Lord, thanks for allowing me to pour out my heart to You.
We've been officially 'waiting' 7 months today, Lord. You know that. You know what you have planned for us--the child, the birth mother and possible father that we will get to share our lives and Your love with. I have NO control over any of this, so please help me to truly trust You and focus on all the wonderful things you've given us... the MANY things we have to be thankful for. Help me not to wish away this time just waiting for what's next.
Thank You, Lord, for knowing the beginning and the end... for being above time. Thank You for not being affected by earthly timelines and expectations. Help me to remember Your timing is perfect...
*I don't normally write blog posts in prayer form, but I felt led to leave it this way AND actually hit "publish" on this one. God knows the parts of this prayer that went unwritten as well, but I hope and pray there's a reason I'm sharing this. Maybe it will be timely for others as well.
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Fundraising Update
In the last week, special friends have given over $3,000 in donations through Lifesong. As each email came through about donations, I cried. It's truly overwhelming to experience love and support in such a tangible way. We have known God will provide, and we trust Him to, yet it's still humbling and powerful to see Him do it! If you've ever considered adoption and been intimidated by the cost, don't be. God provides.
As of now, we only have about $7,000 left.
As we move forward to our BBQ & Bids Fundraiser, we are hopeful it will be our last fundraiser.
Can you help us spread the word? Can you come? Can you donate something for the auction?
It's going to be awesome!
As of now, we only have about $7,000 left.
As we move forward to our BBQ & Bids Fundraiser, we are hopeful it will be our last fundraiser.
Can you help us spread the word? Can you come? Can you donate something for the auction?
Friday, November 2, 2012
National Adoption Month, Day 1
Have you heard that November is National Adoption Month?
My Facebook feed is FULL of reminders, and for that, I'm thankful.
I'm going to try to do something adoption-related on this blog each day of November. Shouldn't be too hard since most of my life is consumed with adoption these days anyway. :)
To start, I'll share with you that our story was shared with a very special community--the Alumni of Focus on the Family's semester long leadership program. I am a proud Spring 2003 graduate of the program, then known as "Focus on the Family Institute", and many special friends were made that semester. MANY special friends from that season have been part of our fundraising so far, and we are eternally grateful for that.
You can read our story here. (Highlights below)
Tricia's Story
Adopting has been something I've wanted to do ever since I attended the Institute in 2003. After knowing several families with adoption in their stories, it also always seemed like such a practical way to live out the Gospel. When we got married in 2007, adoption was something that Matthew and I knew we would do 'someday' when the Lord led us.
After a year of marriage, we were living in Thailand teaching at a Christian school for Thai children, and the idea of adoption strongly gripped my heart, but Matthew wanted to grow our family the 'old-fashioned way' first. After two more years without a child the 'old-fashioned way', and many prayers and discussions, we finally decided to pursue adoption.
In September 2010, our adoption journey began. It took over a year and a half to get home-study approval due to some health-related issues and our messy finances. Now, two years later, we are home-study approved and waiting for the child that God has chosen for our family.
How have you seen God at work through your adoption journey?
The adoption community is like no other. With all the variations—international, domestic, foster-care, family and special needs adoptions—adopting creates a wonderful opportunity to learn about how God is at work being a "Father to the fatherless" (Psalm 68:5).
There are countless blogs, organizations, orphanages and families who have felt God's call to "look after orphans" (James 1:27). It has been eye-opening. We have been humbled by God's financial provision but also heartbroken and overwhelmed by all of the need that exists. We know ours is just one story of the millions God is writing. It's so much bigger than us.
Also, you can learn about two other Alumni who are passionate about adoption, Thea Ramirez and Katie Overstreet.
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Middle of the Night Musings
I have not slept much the last couple of nights.
So many things on my mind like our next fundraiser, starting an adoption grant agency, orphan care in general, different paths to adoption, different families who have adopted recently or are in the process of adopting.
This is so much bigger than our current adoption!
God won't let me let it go. The trick for me will be praying through all these things instead of just thinking and planning. I'm better at the latter but learning about the former.
A new friend who I've made through this adoption journey, Rachel, recently posted about a family doing a giveaway fundraiser like we've done... Which led me to their blog and their story. Another story of God setting the lonely in families. This couple has now started an organization that seeks to be a voice for orphans around the world. They also take care of an orphanage in Uganda. Huge way to tangibly live out James 1:27.
You see, I keep learning about all that God is doing through other people, and it grips my heart. It makes me wonder what He has planned for us. Multiple adoptions, special needs adoptions, waiting children adoptions... Then I look around and realize we are limited for now. We can do what He has called us to do for now. We can be faithful to what He has called us to do now. We/I don't have to worry about doing it all.
Then I read this post. I hope it's as encouraging to you as it is to me. "Whatever" we do for the least of these, we do unto Him."
Thank you to everyone who is on this journey with us. Thank you for "whatever" you are doing!
So many things on my mind like our next fundraiser, starting an adoption grant agency, orphan care in general, different paths to adoption, different families who have adopted recently or are in the process of adopting.
This is so much bigger than our current adoption!
God won't let me let it go. The trick for me will be praying through all these things instead of just thinking and planning. I'm better at the latter but learning about the former.
A new friend who I've made through this adoption journey, Rachel, recently posted about a family doing a giveaway fundraiser like we've done... Which led me to their blog and their story. Another story of God setting the lonely in families. This couple has now started an organization that seeks to be a voice for orphans around the world. They also take care of an orphanage in Uganda. Huge way to tangibly live out James 1:27.
You see, I keep learning about all that God is doing through other people, and it grips my heart. It makes me wonder what He has planned for us. Multiple adoptions, special needs adoptions, waiting children adoptions... Then I look around and realize we are limited for now. We can do what He has called us to do for now. We can be faithful to what He has called us to do now. We/I don't have to worry about doing it all.
Then I read this post. I hope it's as encouraging to you as it is to me. "Whatever" we do for the least of these, we do unto Him."
Thank you to everyone who is on this journey with us. Thank you for "whatever" you are doing!
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Sowing Seeds
In my last post, I wrote about why we are pursuing this particular path to adoption. There are SO many options, and many of them less-expensive.
I wanted to write a little about why the cost of a domestic infant adoption was never a huge deterrent for us.
Let me start by saying that we are not millionaires. Wedidn't don't have an extra $25k sitting in a bank waiting to be used for this eternal purpose. We have modest incomes and had a significant amount of debt when we started this whole process. But we weren't worried. We also weren't naive.
Before we were married, I was on staff with a college ministry where we raised our financial support. I learned in that time that people want to invest in what God is doing. Not everyone can live in a closed country and share the Gospel as their full-time job. But, people can invest in that mission and be part of what God is doing in that country. I had supporters of $5 to $200 a month who each got to be part of how God worked when He allowed me and my team to be on the mission field. Without their prayers and financial support, we couldn't have been there as long as we were. My supporters invested in sharing the Gospel with unreached people because they knew it was something God cared about. He commands us to go, but not everyone can go. Those who support the go-ers also get to be part of the go-ing. In the same way, not everyone is called to adopt, but people can still be part of adoption through giving and/or praying.
Trusting God for the finances has been one of the best parts of this journey. Weknew know He
will provide because He loves orphans. We are pursuing something that
is part of His character. He is Father to the fatherless (Psalm 68:5).
Jesus Himself was raised in a family that was not completely
biological. James writes "Religion
that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look
after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from
being polluted by the world" (1:27). He "sets the lonely in families" (Psalm 68:6). Adoption is something God cares about. He will provide.
The remaining $10,000 or so needed for the adoption? (*Our price is expected to increase once we get a new home study done if we haven't gotten a placement soon.) We are still committed to adopting without debt. We will continue to apply for grants, do fundraisers, work side jobs and put money aside. We don't expect God to drop it off miraculously in our mailbox (though He COULD). We will work diligently and faithfully. And we will continue to invite you to sow seeds of investment into this part of God's story. You may not be called to adopt, but you can still share in God's heart for adoption. You can be part of this story. Information on how to become part of this adoption is available here.
I wanted to write a little about why the cost of a domestic infant adoption was never a huge deterrent for us.
Let me start by saying that we are not millionaires. We
Before we were married, I was on staff with a college ministry where we raised our financial support. I learned in that time that people want to invest in what God is doing. Not everyone can live in a closed country and share the Gospel as their full-time job. But, people can invest in that mission and be part of what God is doing in that country. I had supporters of $5 to $200 a month who each got to be part of how God worked when He allowed me and my team to be on the mission field. Without their prayers and financial support, we couldn't have been there as long as we were. My supporters invested in sharing the Gospel with unreached people because they knew it was something God cared about. He commands us to go, but not everyone can go. Those who support the go-ers also get to be part of the go-ing. In the same way, not everyone is called to adopt, but people can still be part of adoption through giving and/or praying.
Trusting God for the finances has been one of the best parts of this journey. We
The remaining $10,000 or so needed for the adoption? (*Our price is expected to increase once we get a new home study done if we haven't gotten a placement soon.) We are still committed to adopting without debt. We will continue to apply for grants, do fundraisers, work side jobs and put money aside. We don't expect God to drop it off miraculously in our mailbox (though He COULD). We will work diligently and faithfully. And we will continue to invite you to sow seeds of investment into this part of God's story. You may not be called to adopt, but you can still share in God's heart for adoption. You can be part of this story. Information on how to become part of this adoption is available here.
Friday, September 28, 2012
10 and Thankful Thursday
We have reached a new milestone in this adoption journey:
Yesterday, we received our 10th email about an available child. Honestly, the wave of excitement that comes when you get an email about a baby is indescribable. Could THIS be our baby? It's also a little heartbreaking. It's a reminder that we live in a broken world. But it's also encouraging. A birth mother choosing adoption is much better than choosing abortion.
These emails are great reminders for the Sovereignty of God in this process and great catalysts for prayer... and also a reminder that if we were picked, God would have to perform a miracle for us to have the remaining funds ready.
Today, while we wait for news about this latest baby, I am Thankful.
Yesterday, we received our 10th email about an available child. Honestly, the wave of excitement that comes when you get an email about a baby is indescribable. Could THIS be our baby? It's also a little heartbreaking. It's a reminder that we live in a broken world. But it's also encouraging. A birth mother choosing adoption is much better than choosing abortion.
Today, while we wait for news about this latest baby, I am Thankful.
- I'm thankful for how God has already provided greatly for this adoption.
- I'm thankful for our house and that it will make a wonderful home for our family for years to come.
- I'm thankful for each person who donated items for us to sell at our yard sales.
- I'm thankful for the people who have purchased jewelry, make-up, home decor, and Tupperware in support of our adoption.
- I'm thankful for those who have participated in our raffles by spreading the word or donating to earn entries.
- I'm thankful for the sweet notes we've received along with donations in the mail.
- I'm thankful for the people who sold class rings and discarded jewelry for our adoption.
- I'm thankful for everyone who came and supported us at Chik-fil-A.
- I'm thankful for the crib, highchair, play pen, bassinet, bouncy seat, and baby clothes that have been given to us with such generous hearts.
- I'm thankful to be on this journey with my best friend who keeps me grounded.
- I'm thankful for a wonderful job with special people who encourage me and ask me about our status.
- I'm thankful for people who purchase items through our Amazon site in support of our adoption.
- I'm thankful that Lifesong for Orphans is allowing donations to be made to them so that people can give tax-deductible donations.
- I'm thankful to have been called to adopt a child...
- I'm thankful for those who walk this journey with us.
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Compassion Children
The last weekend of August, I had the opportunity to volunteer with Compassion International at a Beth Moore conference in Charleston.
I was soooo excited to go and get to serve in this way. We have come to love Compassion and our sponsored girl, Gift, over the past 2+ years since we started sponsoring her.
There was something special about being at a conference with 9,000 (mostly) women worshiping God and learning more about Him. It was also very special that the conference planners know that giving is a huge part of worship. They had opportunities for people to give to other great organizations like Samaritan's Purse as well. The worship leader shared about his heart for Compassion, how he has gotten to meet one of his sponsored children and how sponsoring a child helps him teach his children about perspective. They also showed a video of lives who had been changed as a result of the ministry of Compassion.
After that section of the conference, we were very busy at the Compassion booth. We got to help ladies find children with the same birthdays as their child, or children who were in a certain part of the world, or who had certain physical traits. It was very special. After my second shift, I learned that there were about 400 children who got sponsored that weekend... wow! What a blessing!
But my mind was truly blown by just how many children still need sponsors. Sponsors in places like America, where people pay $60 to go to a conference for 10 hours. Sponsors who probably get to go on trips and eat out at restaurants while there are children in other places of the world without the basics. We're talking basics, like regular food and clean water.
I'm not judging. I'm just challenged. I'm asking: How do we balance the blessings we've been given with the needs of many in this world? Would love to know your thoughts on this. I am well aware that there's no one-size-fits-all answer. What does Scripture say, and how does that fit into our modern-day culture?
Seriously... I'm asking. :)
I was soooo excited to go and get to serve in this way. We have come to love Compassion and our sponsored girl, Gift, over the past 2+ years since we started sponsoring her.
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| During a worship song that I snuck into the auditorium for. |
There was something special about being at a conference with 9,000 (mostly) women worshiping God and learning more about Him. It was also very special that the conference planners know that giving is a huge part of worship. They had opportunities for people to give to other great organizations like Samaritan's Purse as well. The worship leader shared about his heart for Compassion, how he has gotten to meet one of his sponsored children and how sponsoring a child helps him teach his children about perspective. They also showed a video of lives who had been changed as a result of the ministry of Compassion.
After that section of the conference, we were very busy at the Compassion booth. We got to help ladies find children with the same birthdays as their child, or children who were in a certain part of the world, or who had certain physical traits. It was very special. After my second shift, I learned that there were about 400 children who got sponsored that weekend... wow! What a blessing!
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| a small portion of the available children |
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| Click on this picture to be taken to the Sponsorship Page. |
I'm not judging. I'm just challenged. I'm asking: How do we balance the blessings we've been given with the needs of many in this world? Would love to know your thoughts on this. I am well aware that there's no one-size-fits-all answer. What does Scripture say, and how does that fit into our modern-day culture?
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| I've been in a VERY similar hut. This was not just for show. It's reality for a LOT of people. |
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