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A child is waiting

Did you know . . .

~ There are 4.3 million orphans in Ethiopia alone
~ There are close to 100,000 orphans in the Ukraine
~ Many children around the world are social orphans, given up due to poverty, illness, or other

As you can tell, I have been reading a lot about orphans lately. After a lot of prayer, we have decided to begin the adoption process.  Although we had put it on hold for a number of months, we are seeking God's will in this process and will hopefully begin our home study before the end of this year. 

I seem to be drawn to the "Waiting Child" link on so many adoption agency websites.  A waiting child is often an older child, but can be an infant that are often hard to place due to physical or mental disabilities.  After doing a preliminary application through one agency, we have been able to view the "Waiting Child" listings.  And, I will admit it is so sad.  Many of these children are given up for adoption due to little things like a cleft lip/cleft palate or a deformed limb.  Yesterday, I saw the most beautiful photo of a little Chinese baby boy that is waiting for a home because of a simple limb deformity.

I will admit, it kept me up most of the night.  To see pictures of beautiful children that have been discarded because they are not "perfect" and are just waiting for a home; I wondered which of these children will be blessed to find an adoptive family.

And I wonder what God may be calling us to as a family as well.

Maybe there is a child waiting for us to bring him home . . .

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  1. Do your boys know yet? I bet they are excited:)

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  2. Kristi- We have mentioned it to the boys, but have not said much. The whole process may take three years, so we do not want to get their hopes up too soon!

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  3. Wow!!!!! I truly believe you must be called to do this, I also believe God only chooses the best for this job!

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  4. I am so excited for your family to begin this process. Foster children and adoption are something we are super interested in doing...once we stop getting pregnant ;)

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