When Luke and I began dating, it was rather non-traditional. I had an 18-month-old son named Ethan. He was the result of a previous relationship; one in which the biological father had zero involvement other than requesting for me to terminate the pregnancy. When Luke and I began our relationship, my son came almost everywhere with us. Luke entered into an instant family. Ethan began to call him “daddy” completely unprompted after only a few months. It was magical. After we got married, Luke began and completed the process of adopting Ethan.
For me, seeing such love and acceptance of my son from my husband has always stirred a deep desire in my heart to do the same for another child. Adoption is nothing short of a miracle. For a parentless child to receive the gift of an abundantly loving family; that’s the gospel. There is a reason for so many scriptural references to adoption in the Bible. John 14:18 says “I will not leave you as orphans, I will come to you.” Galatians 4:4-5 says “But when the set time had fully come, God sent his Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those under the law, that we might receive adoption to sonship.” Romans 8:15 says “The Spirit you received does not make you slaves, so that you live in fear again; rather, the Spirit you received brought about your adoption to sonship. And by him we cry, “Abba, Father.”” All of this represents our adoption into His family, His kingdom, and ultimately His glory. He didn’t have to adopt us, but he wanted to. He wanted us. Adoption is a special thing, and since we have been redeemed and chosen, we want to pass that on. Help us choose, redeem and love her just the same as we have been chosen, redeemed and loved.
Our choice to adopt has not been an easy one. In fact, I (Luke) have been resisting for about 3 years now. There was always something standing in the way, or an excuse to hide behind. Our 3 children are a handful, we don’t have the finances together, we are too busy, and sometimes (or usually) our house isn’t even clean. God spoke to me and told me that if I really am to live like Christ, I need to stop making excuses and that HE would provide. Despite our flaws, we have a loving home. The awareness that there are children out there who don’t is heartbreaking. Liz has had many visions of us bringing an African American baby girl into our family. This is the journey we are beginning now. Please help us to bring our daughter home.