It’s hard to believe it has been almost a year since our precious boy walked into our lives that frigid day in Shanghai. I can barely remember life without him. It seems as if he has always been here, and in a sense, he has. God chose him for us before the foundation of the world. He placed Anthony in our hearts before he was even a thought in our finite minds. What a mighty God we serve!
The past year has taken us on an amazing journey far beyond our imaginations. Never in my wildest dreams or fantasies of my future life (of which there have been many) did I ever picture myself adopting an 8 year old boy. When Adam first told me that he wanted Anthony, the fear that rose in me was fierce but stronger yet was the gentle voice of God whispering, “trust Me”.
Adoption is all about trust.
Trusting that God will provide a child for you.
Trusting that God will provide the funds you need for the adoption costs.
Trusting that God will protect and love your child while someone else holds them.
Trusting that God will comfort them when they are ripped from the only life they have ever known.
Trusting that God will meld and knit your family together for His glory.
And now, here we sit, one year later . . . still trusting, as each new day brings
More love
More joy
More frustrations
More openness
More peace
More trust.
What an amazing year!
