So much has transpired this week. I really don’t know where to begin, how to express my feelings, or even if I should. I’ll do my best to get down the basics.
When an agency has to sign a homestudy, they have to determine if the age range a family desires to pursue, and the number of children a family desires to pursue, is fitting to the current ages of their children and their finances.
It is uncommon for a family with five young children to pursue adopting a sibling group with a young teen. So it’ll suffice to say, we are having to fight for these two kids. Others within our agency and within our process are going to bat for us. God has already worked miracles this week. A “No, you’re not going to be able to pursue these kids” has moved to a “We’re going to do everything we can to help you bring these kids home…but it’s going to be a fight.”
We are now jumping through a new set of hoops. There’s more training we’ll be doing, more paperwork, but the lives of two precious kids are worth it.
I would be a fool to believe the devil wouldn’t fight against those desiring to adopt. It’s a battle- a relentless pursuit. Seriously. If you’re not ready to fight for the lives of children, it’s a journey a person should never begin. But I felt there were serious attacks this week over two waiting kids who we’ve heard desperately desire a home and family. The enemy hates redemption. The enemy will likely do anything he can to discourage us because we very well could be these kids’ last hope of a family. They’ve been waiting for years.
They could age off of this list, which would be so common; and trust me, no one is waiting in line for kids of this age. No one.
So we begin a list of new tasks. We pray and stand on God’s word. We fight the fight of faith and continue to cast down all of the what ifs and fears. I trust that victory is coming. I see my kids coming home.