Hard to Believe...
It's been almost a month since I've posted to this blog. I've been busy to be sure, but not THAT busy.
Recently, a friend of mine showed me a picture of four Indian siblings who are in need of adoption (preferably together). I really felt that I needed to inquire about them. Unfortunately, India will not allow our family to adopt them. They don't want the family adopting to have more than 6 children total (including the adopted ones). Not fair. I really would have liked to bring them home.
I also have spent some time reading Kerry Hasenbalg's blog. How sad that they are having to walk this road. But praise God that Kerry can see with eyes that are on the Lord. Yet still, I can see her pain and she is allowing us to share in her suffering. What an honor to lift this woman (and her family) to the throne.
Some of my readers have asked if we will ever have our 12th. I have always replied that we are not trying but will accept any and all that the Lord sends our way. A few weeks ago, my wife shared with me that she thought she was pregnant. We struggled with this reality for a few days and then, just as we are getting adjusted to the miracle that is conception, it appears that we may have lost this little one. Please pray for my wife. We're not positive that the baby is gone, yet, but there are indicators that this is the case. I really don't have a clue (never having carried a child). I have gained a bit of insight through reading Kerry's blog, but still know nothing. We figure the baby was somewhere around 10-12 weeks. Still very early in development (some would say just a blob of cells - but we know better). I'm not sure how I feel. Either way. I'm saddened, but maybe just a little relieved. Hope that doesn't sound wrong. I would never hope for a child to not survive. Sad. Yeah, I'm sad. Maybe even a little depressed. That may be more a reflection of the distance I have allowed to open up between myself and God than anything else, though. Pray for me. I need to spend some time with the Lord.
Recently, a friend of mine showed me a picture of four Indian siblings who are in need of adoption (preferably together). I really felt that I needed to inquire about them. Unfortunately, India will not allow our family to adopt them. They don't want the family adopting to have more than 6 children total (including the adopted ones). Not fair. I really would have liked to bring them home.
I also have spent some time reading Kerry Hasenbalg's blog. How sad that they are having to walk this road. But praise God that Kerry can see with eyes that are on the Lord. Yet still, I can see her pain and she is allowing us to share in her suffering. What an honor to lift this woman (and her family) to the throne.
Some of my readers have asked if we will ever have our 12th. I have always replied that we are not trying but will accept any and all that the Lord sends our way. A few weeks ago, my wife shared with me that she thought she was pregnant. We struggled with this reality for a few days and then, just as we are getting adjusted to the miracle that is conception, it appears that we may have lost this little one. Please pray for my wife. We're not positive that the baby is gone, yet, but there are indicators that this is the case. I really don't have a clue (never having carried a child). I have gained a bit of insight through reading Kerry's blog, but still know nothing. We figure the baby was somewhere around 10-12 weeks. Still very early in development (some would say just a blob of cells - but we know better). I'm not sure how I feel. Either way. I'm saddened, but maybe just a little relieved. Hope that doesn't sound wrong. I would never hope for a child to not survive. Sad. Yeah, I'm sad. Maybe even a little depressed. That may be more a reflection of the distance I have allowed to open up between myself and God than anything else, though. Pray for me. I need to spend some time with the Lord.
posted by Slicer at 3/22/2009 11:28:00 PM
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