Our Adoption Journey: Fundraising

International adoption, in general, can cost between $20,000- $40,000.  That number stopped me dead in my tracks the first time I saw it, years ago.  It might as well have been $1 million.  I remember thinking that if God wanted me to adopt a child from another country, he would have provided a better paying job for both of us.  Ha!  What I am beginning to realize is that God will provide us the money for this adoption, if that is what He is calling us to do, no matter how He chooses to do it.  He spoke and the world was created.  He can handle a few thousand dollars. 

Why does it cost so much?  There are just so many parts of the international adoption process.  First is the paperwork.  Every paper has a fee.  Home studies.  Physicals.  Fingerprinting.  Background Checks.  Passports.  Visas.  Adoption fees.  Then, there is the travel cost.  Two tickets to China and three coming home.  Hotel fees.  Food.  And probably so much more that we don’t even know, yet. 

Now that we are on this journey, it’s time for us to begin fundraising.  We need your help.  We can’t do this alone.  We need your prayers.  If you are willing and able, we would also appreciated your donations.  We know that God will provide for us through this journey, but we would love for you to be a part of it.  For anyone that donates to our adoption we have prepared a special gift for you (and our child).  Leah has created the artwork shown on this page to hang in his or her room.  We need your help to finish it.  For each person that donates through the online fundraiser, or any other fundraisers, we would like you to participate in finishing the artwork.  Once the artwork is finished, we will display it on our blog and hang it in our child’s new bedroom. 

Please think about supporting our adoption and being a part of our exciting journey!  If you are interested in contributing a donation, please click HERE to visit our Pure Charity adoption page.  Donations should be tax-deductible.  Visit Pure Charity's website at: www.purecharity.com for more information.

Our Adoption Journey, Step 1: Application Approved!

After three weeks of paperwork, our application was officially approved by our agency, CCAI. Someone out there thought we will be great parents.   Purple hair, and all.  So, we celebrated and ordered takeout.  Here we are, being ridiculous:




But really, it WAS exciting.  It is the first time that we have had a "yes" in this whole messy process. It hit me the next day.  In this whole mess with infertility, we have spent most of it looking at the broken pieces of the journey, wondering if we would ever have a family.  We never had a "yes". Until now.  So we celebrated!  And ate takeout food.  And took cutesy pictures of rocking chairs.  And grinned like idiots until our cheeks were sore.  And cried the happiest of tears.  I know that this will be a rocky journey, with lots of ups and downs, but it is one that I am excited to take!

Our Adoption Journey: The Beginnings (a post by Leah)

I don't know exactly when God first nudged my heart towards adoption. I just remember thinking that it was something I wanted to do. As we struggled through infertility, we continued to feel that nudging. Stronger and stronger.  We watched friends adopt. We read books. We prayed. A lot. In August, after prayer, paying off some debts and research, we started our exciting journey.

Why China? Lots of reasons. We never had the experience of being drawn to adopting from a specific country. We wanted an agency we felt like we could trust. Other friends spoke highly of their agency. We did our research. Our agency has been everything we wanted. Responsive. Ethical. Knowledgeable. Passionate. Kind.

Who? We will be adopting a little boy or girl from China. We don't know anything about her or, more likely, him. Contrary to popular belief there are a lot of boys that are waiting to be adopted in China.

When? We're truly just getting started.  There is 6 months of paperwork, called a dossier, to begin. After the paperwork, we wait to be matched with a child.  This can take up to 18+ months. There are so many variables, it's impossible to say. Then, we wait 9-12 weeks to travel to China for 2 weeks and adopt our child.

How much? An amount that seems impossible today. But, I believe in a God that spoke, and the world was created. I know that, to Him, this is not the huge thing that it is for me. So, we are blindly trusting. We plan to fundraise, save like crazy, apply for part-time work, write grants and pray like crazy.  More information about this in another post.

For those with a thousand more questions, keep them coming. I love talking about our adoption!!!

It's OK to cry in church (a post by Leah)

As Christians we often act as though church is only for spiritual, godly people.  It's not a place for screw-ups, brokenness, depression, doubt, anxiety or questioning.  That is the lie that we perpetuate.

After three years of depression, loss, loneliness and suffering, I have begun to allow myself to cry in church. I have had many weeks where I have cried out in hurt and loneliness as I sing about God's love.  Some weeks, when I missed my Dad, or mourned for the family that I cannot have that I just cried.  I didn't hear the sermons, or even sing the hymns.  I just cried with my brothers and sisters in Christ.  My Christian family.  And I have had weeks of rejoicing.  Sometimes, rejoicing in the midst of suffering.  Rejoicing at how God has carried me through these tough times.  Joy so deep that I can't hold back the tears.  So I sing and weep.  And let go of my pretenses, to just be me.  A sinner, saved by grace.

If we can't cry in front of our brothers and sisters, who can we cry with?  Church is not for the ones who have it together.  Let's face it, none of us do.  Church is for the broken.  It's where we can come, as we are, to worship the God who knows our brokenness and still loves us.

So, Christians, let's not be afraid to cry.  If you are hurting, cry out to the God who takes care of the suffering.  Show your tears and let your family mourn with you.  If you are rejoicing, cry out tears of joy for the God who gives unending grace to His children.  The Father who never changes, never waivers, never stops loving and caring for His own.  What a wonderful family we have in Christ.

Finding Thankfulness in Suffering (a post by Leah)

As Thanksgiving approaches, I have begun to reflect on thankfulness.  I know that there God has given me more blessings than I can count.  A beautiful house. A loving family. A caring husband. A goofy, fun dog. A job that I love. Wonderful students. But this fall, I have begun to struggle with suffering. Nothing big.  No more depression.  No new loss.  The kind of suffering you hate to talk about to others.  Because, let's face it, it's not that big of a deal.  A nagging stomachache.  A headache.  Days of nausea.  But, when the mysterious illness saps your energy daily and forces you to break commitments, it starts to feel like suffering.

In James, we are commanded to consider it "pure joy" to suffer.  Not because it is fun, but because we know the outcome.  I'll be honest, I'm not there yet.  But, I have found thankfulness for my suffering.  Because, in my suffering, I know that I will see my Savior's face.  Feel His presence.  Lean on Him.  For that, I am very thankful.

Thank you, Jesus, for my suffering, that I might know you more and that your glory will be revealed.

On the road again...(a post by Leah)

2500 miles.  11 states.  8 days.  3 families. 1 trip.  Countless memories. Over fall break, we took the week to road trip across the South/Midwest.  Below is a visual diary of our trip.

On the road, again!  

The capital building in Jackson, Mississippi.

Under construction! WHAT?!?

Two artworks in the Museum of Fine Art, Houston.

Playing cards in Texas.  Great times (even if Rob won!)

Nature hikes with friends.  Such fun (and adorable) company.

Road trip music.

Oklahoma City skyline at sunset.

Sculptures in OKC.  A surprisingly fun art scene.

Our hotel.  Beautiful and historic. Another 

wonderful surprise in OKC.

Kansas.  Beautiful in its simplicity.

A twisted knee and car rental.  Unrelated, but not the best start to our day.

Photo shoot!

Playing around at KU.

Sister time.

Playing around in Metropolis, IL

 Beautiful Midwest sunset.  I miss seeing this every night.

I had no idea...(a post by Leah)

I had no idea...

More than two years ago, my life was totally uprooted when Rob accepted a promotion to move to Atlanta.  A city that I only knew as hot and far, far away from all my friends and family.  With a deep desire to honor Rob, I followed.  I knew that God had something important planned in this chapter of our lives.  But, I really had no idea what was coming.

I had no idea that there were roaches down here.  Truly.  The weeks in our apartment, with no exterminator, were a little eye-opening.

I had no idea that I would suffer several minor bouts of depression that would cause me to want to stay in bed all day.  Me, a woman who is known for being entirely too cheerful at 6am every morning.

I had no idea that we would still suffer from infertility after three years.  That after multiple diagnosis, tests and medications we would make the difficult decision to stop trying to grow our family.

I had no idea the harm that infertility would cause on our seemingly wonderful "happy-ever-after" marriage.

I had no idea I would bury my father, a man whose importance in my life cannot be expressed in words.  And, after more than a year, thinking of his death still takes my breath away.

I had no idea how God would use these trials to reveal to my own brokenness.  It is a lesson that I continue to need to learn.

I had no idea that God would use these trials to reveal Himself to me.  I had no idea how much God loved me.  That, despite my depression, anger and selfishness He still loves me.  No matter what I do.  Not because of who I am, but because of who He is.  He is a God that is constantly and continually coming alongside me.  To give me strength.  To give me love.  He is my joy and my hope.