When we look closely, we can
see that God had been preparing us for the adoption step for
years. In 1999 God
suddenly moved us to McMinnville, Oregon, next door to a
friendly lady who invited us to her church, True Vine. Once at True Vine, we began to notice more and more
beautiful little black faces in our congregation. We started asking questions, and learned that these
children had been adopted from Liberia. I began feeling a tug at my heart to adopt a child. Our son, a high school senior, could not wait to leave
the nest. I wasn’t
finished with parenting, and the idea of adoption began to come
to mind more and more often.
Finally one day I talked with two of the
adoptive moms in our church. I told them what I was feeling and shared my belief that
my husband, who had for so long been totally focused on
retirement and free time when the nest was empty, would not even
consider the idea. Their advice was so good! “Don’t say anything to him about it; just pray. God often begins to stir the mother’s heart long before
the father’s. If it
is not His will, these thoughts will go away, and if it is, your
husband will come to the same place without you speaking a
word.” I took their
advice, prayed about it, and actually didn’t think about it for
a time.
About a month later some our church members
spoke about their recent mission trip to Liberia. The last speaker mentioned that there was a
highly-adoptable 12 year-old girl there whose name was Georgina. I felt God speak to my heart that we were to adopt this
little girl.
Later that day my husband and I took a
drive to the coast. As we were sitting in the car watching the ocean, we began to
discuss what the missions group had shared. I felt very emotional and began to cry. I told him that when Stephanie had mentioned the little
twelve year-old girl, I felt God say we should adopt her. Unbelievably, my husband said, “Well, I guess we’d better
then!” That really
made me cry!
Over the next few days we began to feel it
would be very difficult for a child that old to adjust if she
came alone. The
other Liberian children we knew were all younger. We also noticed that almost everyone who had adopted one
child had later adopted another one. We decided it would be best to adopt two girls about the
same age so they would have each other for company.
With my husband’s encouragement, I talked
to Stephanie. She
showed me a picture of Georgina, and she stole my heart
instantly. I
mentioned we were thinking of adopting two, and she said, “There
is another 12 year-old girl,” and showed me a picture of Trish. Those eyes reached out and grabbed me, and she was my
daughter from that moment on.
Our daughters arrived in Portland on August
14. They were so
beautiful they took our breath away. They were also much smaller than we had thought they
would be. I had to
take back nearly all the clothes I had bought for them!
Over a year has passed since that day. I look at our daughters now and marvel. It is hard to remember a time they have not been part of our home and our hearts. Yet, in a different way, it is like they just came to be with us yesterday. They are learning, we are learning, and there is so much to love. We praise God through it all and for it all!