When hands are pried open…

If you missed Part 1 be sure to get caught up!


We thought our hands were open and willing to receive anything God had for us when we started down this path.  After all, with Department of Family and Protective Services (DFPS) there are no guarantees when it comes to race or age or gender or sibling group size.  That was all fine with us, we were ready to rejoice and toil in God's perfect plan for our family.  But then we started to see a story unfold and our hands began to wrap around this one ideal, this one path, this one outcome, this idea that we knew exactly what was coming down the pipe, and our house of cards was stacking up nicely…but, God had a different plan, a better plan.

Why adopt?

The past year and a half have been a beautiful blur…engagement, marriage, honeymoon, moving to a new position at work, starting the process of becoming Foster/Adoptive parents (still ongoing), and purchasing and settling into (and fixing up) our new (to us) home has been amazing, crazy, and (sometimes) exhausting!  I am so thankful for the story God continues to write with me and that he saw fit to bring my story together with my husband's.  I remember when a friend of mine got married several years ago and she profoundly said that she saw their marriage as taking her ministry and his ministry and joining it to be better together than it could ever have been apart.  It took me this full 1.5 years of excitement and emotion to clearly see what our marriage ministry is…adoption!