Monday, January 27, 2014
T-Shirts!!
Everybody likes a cute (or cool, if you're a guy!) t-shirt, right?! Well, here ya go! These awesome shirts are just $15.50 a piece! If you'd like to order, go to http://teespring.com/bringinghomeourboys. Please note that they will not print, nor will you be charged until we have met our goal of 100 shirts. There is also an option for a slim fit t-shirt, a long sleeved t, or a hoodie (at additional cost, of course). Please feel free to share this with your friends!!
Saturday, January 25, 2014
Never Separated
No more whining, no more worrying. This Mama has her big girl panties on. :) I am ready for this challenge. If God is for me, who can be against me?
Romans 8:28-39
The Message (MSG)
26-28 Meanwhile,
the moment we get tired in the waiting, God’s Spirit is right alongside
helping us along. If we don’t know how or what to pray, it doesn’t
matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our
wordless sighs, our aching groans. He knows us far better than we know
ourselves, knows our pregnant condition, and keeps us present before
God. That’s why we can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love
for God is worked into something good.
29-30 God knew what he was doing from the very beginning. He decided from the outset to shape the lives of those who love him along the same lines as the life of his Son. The Son stands first in the line of humanity he restored. We see the original and intended shape of our lives there in him. After God made that decision of what his children should be like, he followed it up by calling people by name. After he called them by name, he set them on a solid basis with himself. And then, after getting them established, he stayed with them to the end, gloriously completing what he had begun.
31-39 So, what do you think? With God on our side like this, how can we lose? If God didn’t hesitate to put everything on the line for us, embracing our condition and exposing himself to the worst by sending his own Son, is there anything else he wouldn’t gladly and freely do for us? And who would dare tangle with God by messing with one of God’s chosen? Who would dare even to point a finger? The One who died for us—who was raised to life for us!—is in the presence of God at this very moment sticking up for us. Do you think anyone is going to be able to drive a wedge between us and Christ’s love for us? There is no way! Not trouble, not hard times, not hatred, not hunger, not homelessness, not bullying threats, not backstabbing, not even the worst sins listed in Scripture:
29-30 God knew what he was doing from the very beginning. He decided from the outset to shape the lives of those who love him along the same lines as the life of his Son. The Son stands first in the line of humanity he restored. We see the original and intended shape of our lives there in him. After God made that decision of what his children should be like, he followed it up by calling people by name. After he called them by name, he set them on a solid basis with himself. And then, after getting them established, he stayed with them to the end, gloriously completing what he had begun.
31-39 So, what do you think? With God on our side like this, how can we lose? If God didn’t hesitate to put everything on the line for us, embracing our condition and exposing himself to the worst by sending his own Son, is there anything else he wouldn’t gladly and freely do for us? And who would dare tangle with God by messing with one of God’s chosen? Who would dare even to point a finger? The One who died for us—who was raised to life for us!—is in the presence of God at this very moment sticking up for us. Do you think anyone is going to be able to drive a wedge between us and Christ’s love for us? There is no way! Not trouble, not hard times, not hatred, not hunger, not homelessness, not bullying threats, not backstabbing, not even the worst sins listed in Scripture:
They kill us in cold blood because they hate you.
We’re sitting ducks; they pick us off one by one.
We’re sitting ducks; they pick us off one by one.
None
of this fazes us because Jesus loves us. I’m absolutely convinced that
nothing—nothing living or dead, angelic or demonic, today or tomorrow,
high or low, thinkable or unthinkable—absolutely nothing can get between us and God’s love because of the way that Jesus our Master has embraced us.
It is from this passage we have derived our "theme"--so to speak--of "Never separated." We may be separated by time and oceans right now but we--and they--will never be separated from the love of Christ, and we look forward to the day when we will no longer be separated physically.
Slap in the Face
It's been one of those days. One of those days when I can't seem to find the positive in anything. I have been on a major organizing kick lately, one where I am so driven that it is all I want to do, but all I can see is everything ELSE I need to be doing. The kids are leaving messes everywhere, the baby's diapers need washing, the clean laundry needs folding and the house majorly needs decorating (for my peace of mind, silly I know, but yet another unfinished task), and I am ready to get this adoption thing rolling--on MY time--not the Lord's. This popped up on Facebook earlier, like the slap in the face I needed (like yesterday's elephant wasn't big enough?!):
The Lord did not say, "Audrey and Chris, because you have so much money to give, I want you to trust Me and adopt these children." He said, "I want you to trust Me and adopt these children." I can already tell that allowing Him complete control--trusting Him--is going to be the name of this game and the only way to find peace in the midst of it. I am ready for my babies to be home NOW. I would LOVE to wake up tomorrow morning to an email that said, $39,000 has just been deposited into your account. And it could happen, IF the Lord wants it to. But that wouldn't build my faith much, I don't think. Proverbs 3:5-6 says,"Trust God from the bottom of your heart; don't try to figure out everything on your own. Listen for God's voice in everything you do, everywhere you go; he's the one who will keep you on track." (The Message) So as I wake up each day and see that ominous number looming I will remind myself (and need you, my friends and family to remind me from time to time) that God is SO much bigger than a mere $40,000.
The Lord did not say, "Audrey and Chris, because you have so much money to give, I want you to trust Me and adopt these children." He said, "I want you to trust Me and adopt these children." I can already tell that allowing Him complete control--trusting Him--is going to be the name of this game and the only way to find peace in the midst of it. I am ready for my babies to be home NOW. I would LOVE to wake up tomorrow morning to an email that said, $39,000 has just been deposited into your account. And it could happen, IF the Lord wants it to. But that wouldn't build my faith much, I don't think. Proverbs 3:5-6 says,"Trust God from the bottom of your heart; don't try to figure out everything on your own. Listen for God's voice in everything you do, everywhere you go; he's the one who will keep you on track." (The Message) So as I wake up each day and see that ominous number looming I will remind myself (and need you, my friends and family to remind me from time to time) that God is SO much bigger than a mere $40,000.
Friday, January 24, 2014
Eating an Elephant
Have you ever heard the idiom, how do you eat an elephant? Well, how DO you eat an elephant? The answer is simple. One bite at a time. A friend reminded me of this today. $40,000 seems HUGE and ominous right now, so I really needed that encouragement. Every little bit helps.
Please pray with me today for the four kids we have now. Pray that they will not feel slighted as Mommy and Daddy are so focused on getting everything done for this adoption. Pray for preparation in their little hearts for the changes to come, especially Christopher. We talked to him quite a bit before we made our decision, but hearing things and experiencing them can be quite different. And pray for our precious boys in Eastern Europe. Pray that they will understand the opportunity this will give them. Pray that their hearts will be open to the love we have to give, but more importantly, the love of Jesus Christ.
If you would like to help financially, or by advocating for our family, you may do so at www.BringingHomeOurBoys.org.
Thursday, January 23, 2014
The Broken Road
Yesterday morning I woke up with doubts for the first time since we committed to this adoption. I knew it was just the enemy so I focused on the way the Lord provided the money to host. A few hours later, after a hectic morning I was driving and thinking about what a great kid D is DESPITE everything he has been through! MULTIPLE host families of children from his orphanage have told me, "When ____ saw D's picture she smiled big." or "_____ gave D a big thumbs up, and believe me he wouldn't if he didn't like him!" or "_____ says D is a GREAT kid and believe me he'd tell me if he wasn't!" Another host family said, "We had the privelege of spending a few hours with D this summer, and what a great young man he is!" As I am mulling over all of this, I hear these words on the radio: "God bless the broken road that led me straight to you." I absolutely lost it. My heart just BROKE. All of the pain that Chris and I saw in D's beautiful eyes, in his precious Russian accented voice, the fear, the abandonment he has felt, it can ALL be used for God's glory. And God has blessed US through it. The thought of the Lord placing this precious, fragile life in our hands is so absolutely humbling and special. Who are we to receive this privilege? We are mere jars of clay, empty and ready for use by the Lord. So, so, humbling. Here I am, Lord. Use me.
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Go Big or Go Home
Two years ago we began house hunting. We found what we thought was the house for us, but it fell through. Then we found this house. Isn't it pretty?
It had almost everything we wanted, plus some. Well, there were several setbacks with this one as well, all beyond our control. But we really felt like this was the house for us. So as we struggled to wait for the Lord's timing we prayed that if this was THE house, everything would fall into place, and we made a covenant with Him to use it for His glory.
The time has come. Chris and I have felt the call to adopt for--get this--two years. The whole time D was here I didn't dare hope that we would be able to adopt him. I did my best to remain objective, and I think I remained true to that. But once he left I couldn't help but feel that part of our family was missing, and that D was the missing piece. I was confident in this, but wanted to make sure Chris felt the same way. He brought it up a few mornings ago and said, "I WANT to adopt him, but I don't see how we can afford it." I had to smile. He had said almost the EXACT same words about hosting D in the first place. I gently pointed that out, and how the Lord had answered our prayers within HOURS of us giving it to Him (if you haven't heard this story, click here. It's a good one!).
All of this to say...we will be pursuing adoption of D, AND of his 7 year old brother S. We will be doing a LOT of fundraising--to the tune of $40,000--that will encompass adoption fees in the United States as well as in their Eastern European country, lawyer fees, passports and Visas, doctor visits, and travel costs. We COVET your prayers, even beg for them. Our God is a BIG GOD, and He is STILL in the business of miracles!
It had almost everything we wanted, plus some. Well, there were several setbacks with this one as well, all beyond our control. But we really felt like this was the house for us. So as we struggled to wait for the Lord's timing we prayed that if this was THE house, everything would fall into place, and we made a covenant with Him to use it for His glory.
The time has come. Chris and I have felt the call to adopt for--get this--two years. The whole time D was here I didn't dare hope that we would be able to adopt him. I did my best to remain objective, and I think I remained true to that. But once he left I couldn't help but feel that part of our family was missing, and that D was the missing piece. I was confident in this, but wanted to make sure Chris felt the same way. He brought it up a few mornings ago and said, "I WANT to adopt him, but I don't see how we can afford it." I had to smile. He had said almost the EXACT same words about hosting D in the first place. I gently pointed that out, and how the Lord had answered our prayers within HOURS of us giving it to Him (if you haven't heard this story, click here. It's a good one!).
All of this to say...we will be pursuing adoption of D, AND of his 7 year old brother S. We will be doing a LOT of fundraising--to the tune of $40,000--that will encompass adoption fees in the United States as well as in their Eastern European country, lawyer fees, passports and Visas, doctor visits, and travel costs. We COVET your prayers, even beg for them. Our God is a BIG GOD, and He is STILL in the business of miracles!
Hosting in a Not-So-Small Nutshell
I have been lax in my writing. I had hoped to blog my entire hosting experience, but with a 7 month old, 3 year old, 4 year old, 9 year old, hosting D and visiting with Grandma, I was so absolutely exhausted. However...the experience was amazing.
I was a little disappointed when we picked him up from the airport to be honest. He was polite but his smile was nowhere to be seen. I knew he had to be exhausted from the flight but I had such high expectations after everything I'd heard of him. The drive home was very quiet (we had to take two vehicles to be able to fit everybody, and it was just D, Jacquelyn, Gabe and I in the van and since it was after midnight, the little ones were asleep). He stared straight ahead most of the trip. He did not touch the food I'd brought as suggested by NHFC. The only times he even looked at me were once when I started singing to the radio and once when I drove over the toll bridge, he sat up and started looking around. Here is a picture from his arrival:
The next day he was very quiet and things were a bit awkward. He was very sweet, but the language barrier proved difficult. Grandma (aka, BABUSHKA) being here helped. And when I mentioned going to church that night he perked up and said, "Yes!" Afterward Babushka, D, Gabe and I went to Target to pick out some clothes. He was very humble, really didn't even want me to buy him anything but I told him that it was a rule by the agency, we had to provide for them. So he carefully chose a few shirts and pants. He had no problem telling us what he DIDN'T like! We had fun nevertheless. We also played basketball earlier that day.
As the days passed we learned how to communicate basic things and developed somewhat of a routine, but of course then the holidays hit, and EVERYBODY's routines go out the window, right?! Unfortunately I did not take many pictures at Christmas. I was just enjoying my family! We actually hosted Christmas Eve, and I was pleasantly surprised that D participated rather than to retreat to his room (which I had given him permission to do if it got to be too much).
He is very smart and wise beyond his years, forced to grow up all too quickly. But he is still a kid at heart. He loves to laugh and to make people laugh (just like me!). People sometimes see pictures of him and say, "D doesn't look too enthused about that" or something to that effect and I have to laugh and tell them that he was, but he loved teasing me by deliberately NOT smiling until AFTER I snapped the picture. He thought that was SO funny!
The kids play a lot of cards at the orphanage, and since that doesn't really require any language, the five of us (Chris, Grandma, Christopher, D and I) played a lot of cards after the little ones went to bed at night. I had been warned that the kids play by different rules at the orphanages. While we taught D to play Skip-Bo, he taught us to keep an eye on him...he was a sneaky cheater. But he wasn't doing so to win. He did it to be funny. Was it always funny? No. It got to be a bit frustrating at times, but you choose your battles. Let me just tell you there were LOTS of laughs around this table!!
Speaking of battles, while D is a GREAT kid, polite and obedient, he had no trouble letting me know when he didn't agree with me. :) He yelled at me in Russian on more than one occasion. Part of it is culture and part of it is that he is a teenager. Imagine that!
One thing you are asked to do while hosting is to take your child (or children) to the dentist and optometrist. D did AMAZING at the dentist, so much so that the dentist told me he hoped to see him again. We didn't have to go to the optometrist since D had just seen one this summer (this was his second hosting).
Some things we did as a family were: Zoo Lights at the Houston Zoo, ate Hibachi, watched "Walking with the Dinosaurs" in 3D ("threh deh" as D says it!), the Kemah Boardwalk and of course the Houston Zoo. Here are a few favorite photos from the zoo:
We took him to the airport early Thursday morning. There were a few issues with their passports and travel information, so that kept us too busy to think about saying goodbye, at least for a few minutes. Watching them walk through the gates was pretty heart breaking. There were tears all around. D was stoic as always. He did hug us bye, and I saw a few glimpses back. Before he left I again told him that we loved him, and I again received the broken, "No!" I'd become accustomed to...if there IS such a thing. Even typing that my heart physically cringes.
It took a few days, but things finally returned a new normal. The kids ask about him a lot, and ask for Grandma, but it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. The kids transitioned so well, which made it much easier on Chris and I. However, we still find each other saying, "'SCUSE ME!" every time the scooting chair or the ketchup bottle "fart," flashing each other half second grins then returning to straight faces, and shaking our heads at the thought of his stinky teenage boy feet.
Hosting was a HUGE blessing to us, and I pray that it was for D as well. No matter what happens in the future he will always be a part of our family.
If you'd like more information on hosting, please feel free to ask, and check out www.newhorizonsforchildren.org.
I was a little disappointed when we picked him up from the airport to be honest. He was polite but his smile was nowhere to be seen. I knew he had to be exhausted from the flight but I had such high expectations after everything I'd heard of him. The drive home was very quiet (we had to take two vehicles to be able to fit everybody, and it was just D, Jacquelyn, Gabe and I in the van and since it was after midnight, the little ones were asleep). He stared straight ahead most of the trip. He did not touch the food I'd brought as suggested by NHFC. The only times he even looked at me were once when I started singing to the radio and once when I drove over the toll bridge, he sat up and started looking around. Here is a picture from his arrival:
The next day he was very quiet and things were a bit awkward. He was very sweet, but the language barrier proved difficult. Grandma (aka, BABUSHKA) being here helped. And when I mentioned going to church that night he perked up and said, "Yes!" Afterward Babushka, D, Gabe and I went to Target to pick out some clothes. He was very humble, really didn't even want me to buy him anything but I told him that it was a rule by the agency, we had to provide for them. So he carefully chose a few shirts and pants. He had no problem telling us what he DIDN'T like! We had fun nevertheless. We also played basketball earlier that day.
As the days passed we learned how to communicate basic things and developed somewhat of a routine, but of course then the holidays hit, and EVERYBODY's routines go out the window, right?! Unfortunately I did not take many pictures at Christmas. I was just enjoying my family! We actually hosted Christmas Eve, and I was pleasantly surprised that D participated rather than to retreat to his room (which I had given him permission to do if it got to be too much).
He is very smart and wise beyond his years, forced to grow up all too quickly. But he is still a kid at heart. He loves to laugh and to make people laugh (just like me!). People sometimes see pictures of him and say, "D doesn't look too enthused about that" or something to that effect and I have to laugh and tell them that he was, but he loved teasing me by deliberately NOT smiling until AFTER I snapped the picture. He thought that was SO funny!
The kids play a lot of cards at the orphanage, and since that doesn't really require any language, the five of us (Chris, Grandma, Christopher, D and I) played a lot of cards after the little ones went to bed at night. I had been warned that the kids play by different rules at the orphanages. While we taught D to play Skip-Bo, he taught us to keep an eye on him...he was a sneaky cheater. But he wasn't doing so to win. He did it to be funny. Was it always funny? No. It got to be a bit frustrating at times, but you choose your battles. Let me just tell you there were LOTS of laughs around this table!!
Speaking of battles, while D is a GREAT kid, polite and obedient, he had no trouble letting me know when he didn't agree with me. :) He yelled at me in Russian on more than one occasion. Part of it is culture and part of it is that he is a teenager. Imagine that!
One thing you are asked to do while hosting is to take your child (or children) to the dentist and optometrist. D did AMAZING at the dentist, so much so that the dentist told me he hoped to see him again. We didn't have to go to the optometrist since D had just seen one this summer (this was his second hosting).
Some things we did as a family were: Zoo Lights at the Houston Zoo, ate Hibachi, watched "Walking with the Dinosaurs" in 3D ("threh deh" as D says it!), the Kemah Boardwalk and of course the Houston Zoo. Here are a few favorite photos from the zoo:
We took him to the airport early Thursday morning. There were a few issues with their passports and travel information, so that kept us too busy to think about saying goodbye, at least for a few minutes. Watching them walk through the gates was pretty heart breaking. There were tears all around. D was stoic as always. He did hug us bye, and I saw a few glimpses back. Before he left I again told him that we loved him, and I again received the broken, "No!" I'd become accustomed to...if there IS such a thing. Even typing that my heart physically cringes.
It took a few days, but things finally returned a new normal. The kids ask about him a lot, and ask for Grandma, but it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. The kids transitioned so well, which made it much easier on Chris and I. However, we still find each other saying, "'SCUSE ME!" every time the scooting chair or the ketchup bottle "fart," flashing each other half second grins then returning to straight faces, and shaking our heads at the thought of his stinky teenage boy feet.
Hosting was a HUGE blessing to us, and I pray that it was for D as well. No matter what happens in the future he will always be a part of our family.
If you'd like more information on hosting, please feel free to ask, and check out www.newhorizonsforchildren.org.
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