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Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Twenty-five

This weekend I turned 25.

(And got the world's most awesome shirt)

This is a big deal birthday for me.  No, no driving privileges (unless you count that I can now cheaply rent a car), buying alcohol or tobacco (never really was interested anyways), gambling or lottery tickets (ok, the best part of those is scratching them off just for fun)... no earning the right to vote, no 'over the hill', it's not one of 'those' landmark birthdays.  But it's a big deal to me.

Why?

Two and a half years ago when I found Reece's Rainbow, when I prayed for God to break my heart in the ways that break His - and my heart was broken for orphans with special needs all over the world - I started reading up on what a person had to do to adopt.  To my delight, I found that single mothers could indeed adopt from some countries!  There was an income requirement - but it was one that seemed achievable.  And then I hit the brick wall... the minimum age requirement for any American to adopt was twenty-five.  That seemed so far off.  By then, many of these children would have spent most of their childhoods in orphanages.  Many of them would have died, having never known the love of a family.  And I couldn't go after them... not yet.

So what I did was I made a resolve.  I told myself that God had brought these kids to my attention early for a reason, that He was giving me time to get my affairs in order so that when 25 hit, I was ready.

Sometimes I wonder if God laughs a bit to himself when He sees that we think we've figured out His plan.

In the 2.5 years that I was supposed to be spending getting ready to adopt, I've had at least three surgeries, at least half a dozen hospitalizations, a court battle over one of my dear borrowed kids, filed bankruptcy, and lost multiple jobs due to health issues.  Instead of being independent, ready to bring an orphan into my home to love as my own forever, I still share a home with my mother.  I still scrounge for pennies just to buy food sometimes.

So even though my family (incidentally, only part of which is defined by blood, underscoring the message of my awesome new Reece's Rainbow Sevenly shirt) made my 25th birthday an absolutely wonderful, beautiful day, there is a bittersweet aspect.  A mourning of the loss of the hopes I once had for this day.

It was just as I sat down for a birthday dinner with my little family that I got the message from a friend - "Did you see Elizabeth's post about you?"  I rushed to read what she was talking about, knowing it could only be good.  You see, a little under a year ago, I got to know a wonderful woman named Elizabeth via Reece's Rainbow.  There are a lot of things I could tell you about Elizabeth.  The most obvious, the one most people might think to mention first, is that she has cancer.  But cancer isn't what I think about when I think about Elizabeth.  Just like my dearly departed friend Angie, she doesn't let the disease define or limit her life or who she is.  What is MORE important to tell you about Elizabeth is that she has one of the kindest, most giving spirits of anyone I have ever met.  Knowing her diagnosis would prevent her from adopting, Elizabeth has poured herself into giving whatever she can to children in need and the families who CAN go for them.

That day, without even knowing my personal reflections about turning 25, Elizabeth decided to give me the greatest gift of all... to include me in her magic-making... to allow me to choose a child or family to receive a donation today, for my birthday.  I am so thrilled and blessed to be given this opportunity.  However, it is so hard, when there are so many deserving children and families, to choose just one to bless today!  So that's where my part of the plan comes in.

When Elizabeth made her announcement, I already had a couple children in mind who I would like to see get donations.  But the families... goodness, the need there is overwhelming, and I had no idea how to choose.  I asked for suggestions... families close to travel, families needing large sums, or just families that held a special place in someone's heart.  And boy, did I get suggestions!  Hah - and I thought asking for them would make it easier to choose!  WRONG!  

I have prayerfully chosen to share the blessings with one family and one child.  The family will be the Horton Family adopting Gary and Marnie and the child will be Annie #40-4.  The Hortons are a wonderful family who brought home a beautiful little girl from Eastern Europe last year - sweet Sophia has undergone a complete transformation since then - she is so healthy and thriving now!  We can't wait until Gary and Marnie are home and can enjoy the same blessings of having a family.  The Horton family will be leaving for their Gotcha trip in just a few days!




And sweet Annie... my love... I can't recall if I posted about it or not, but the family who had committed to her was regretfully unable to continue and released her.  They still love her and have promised to help me advocate for her.  As a result of their commitment to her, though, Annie has a permanent listing on Reece's Rainbow and a grant account, which is uncommon for children in her country unless they have Down Syndrome.  Most children are listed for the two months an agency has their file, and then disappear again.  Because of my friends' initial commitment to Annie, she will now be able to have money in her grant account when a family does step forward for her!  Sadly, Annie has recently been transferred to a mental institution.  Someone needs to rescue her, and fast!



In the process of choosing the Hortons and Annie, though, many deserving families and children have come to my attention.  I would like to share all of these here and ask for your help, as well as introduce one more fundraiser for a third family.

Here is a list of families and children whose needs were brought to my attention, including links to their FSPs and/or blogs.  I am humbly asking that you help me out with a 'two for one' gift - two for one because both myself and the families/children will be blessed by your gift.  I'm calling it "25 for 25" - as in, $25 of any denomination, for my 25 years of life.  Would you please consider giving $25 (for my 25th birthday) - or if you can't afford that, $2.50, or even $0.25 (or any other amount) to any one of these families or children?  Since I am unable to adopt at 25 as I had hoped, and am temporarily unemployed and therefore unable to give as much as I'd like to these families and children, all I have left is my voice... so I am begging you to give me the gift of helping me help them.  It's all I want for my birthday.


  • Alejandro for the Greene family - This family is in the process of their first adoption, and overwhelmed by all the emotions and excitement that go with that.  A little FSP encouragement could be just what they need!
  • Kiril and Dell's family - These two have been waiting so long for a family... and it's finally their turn!  What a blessing it would be for them and their family to get a little help bringing their boys home!
  • Brandy and Brielle for the Casebier family - Terri Casebier has been the most wonderful advocate for so many families.  Even as they raise funds for their own adoption, she posts all the time about families with urgent needs.  When I asked for suggestions of families for this project, she not only posted her FSP but those of several other families!
  • Rita for the Mayr family - This family is getting ready to travel for their 'gotcha' trip and are still thousands of dollars short!  Could you please help out in some way?
  • Margaret for the Thorp family - This family is traveling within the next few weeks and are still short on funds.  They have already suffered a huge blow as Margaret's sweet sister Merry, to whom she was very attached, passed away early this year.
  • Daniel for the Rakoczy family - One of the 'pipeline' families who was in process to adopt a child from Russia, this family has chosen to adopt a child from another country and are traveling in a few weeks, but still thousands short!
  • Abby-Kate for the Lewis family - This family is leaving in only a couple weeks and still nearly $1500 short!  They could really use an FSP boost of any amount.
  • Theo, Orion, and Barton for the Bloom family - Another family traveling soon, the Blooms are adopting three older boys (and I hear rumor that they are considering adding one more!).  A donation to their FSP would be greatly appreciated.
  • Gage and Millie for the Novit family - I added this family myself.  Colleen has been a huge inspiration to me in recent months - through ups and downs, she has kept her focus where it belongs - squarely on the children.  Now she is adopting two precious children - one, an older girl with DS who has been waiting a very long time, and one a little boy from "the bad place" who very badly needs to come home.  She has been the biggest cheerleader for so many children and families and I think it's time she gets some recognition of her own.
  • Berkeley +1 for the Williams family - This is another family I added myself.  The Williams' "+1" was originally supposed to be an older girl they had previously hosted.  They were set to travel in the next few months to finally bring her home - this girl who knew and loved her family already - when her region closed to adoptions due to political upheaval in country.  Their hearts are broken but they have not completely given up on the girl who will always be their daughter.  For those of you who know me and my story, you know how I identify with their struggle.  As the Williams continue to prepare to bring Berkeley home, in spite of all that is against them, they could really use some encouragement.
  • Maria for the Cox family - Another family I added on my own.  Kristi Cox replied to the post to wish me a happy birthday, but didn't even post her own FSP.  I have grown to love her family over recent months, initially because she has a little girl similar in age to my A and whose (uncommon) name is only one letter different.  Kristi's A longs to bring home her sister, a child who has waited far too long, and any help for them would be deeply appreciated.
  • Tatiana for the Darrow family - This is the last family I chose myself, and I chose them because of their daughter.  Tatiana was one of the first children I loved when I found Reece's Rainbow 2.5 years ago.  She had a family at one point but they were not prepared for her needs and had to turn down her referral.  Tatiana desperately craves attention and a family would do her so much good.  Now this family has stepped forward for her, and I want to support them.
  • BRETT NEEDS A FAMILY - For anyone who prefers to donate to children's accounts instead of families, I have added a couple.  You all likely know my love for sweet Brett, who has waited far too long, as long as anyone can remember, for a family.  Go and read his story, if you haven't yet, and tell me it doesn't break your heart.  As an older boy (one of the hardest groups to place), Brett is going to need all the help we can give him.
  • GEORGE NEEDS A FAMILY - Only recently listed, but still an older boy who has waited in an institution far too long, George is in the same place as Brett.  The sad face in his profile picture breaks my heart, and I long to see a family turn it into what I'm sure is a handsome smile.  A family for George would also mean more visibility for Brett, and we know this helps get kids adopted.  George has been on my heart since the day he was listed and I would deeply appreciate any help for him.

Finally, there is one other project and family that I would like to mention.  I have recently taken up making paracord bracelets, which are stylish, can display your colors, cause, or team of choice, and are useful in many situations.  To read more about the many uses of paracord, check out this link.  For local customers, I am selling these for $5 each - colors and size customizable, or I have some premade in stock.  For customers requiring shipping, they are $7 (to account for shipping) although if multiple bracelets are ordered, only the first is $7 and the rest are $5.  I have already sold 6 of these and would like to sell more (maybe 25?) before the end of the month.  At that point, the proceeds from the bracelets will be donated to another family.  Choosing a family for Elizabeth's wonderful gift also helped me choose my April family for this project, which will be the Winslows, adopting Edward and JoyAnna.  I have long loved this family.  They initially committed to, and met, a little girl called Zoey.  Zoey was a tiny, frail thing in desperate need of medical attention.  Sadly, not long after their trip to meet Zoey, during which they held her, sang to her, and read her Bible verses, Zoey went home not with the Winslows, but with Jesus.  Determined to rescue another child in desperate condition, the Winslows did something nearly unprecedented and added another child to their adoption after the first trip.  Now, because of Zoey, JoyAnna will be given the gift of a family and a life outside an institution.  So for the month of April, if you order a paracord bracelet from me, all the proceeds will go to the Winslows, who expect to travel in May!

Sweet Zoey in the arms of her Mama


Edward and JoyAnna


Please check out what I have to offer in paracord items here (you need not have a facebook account to see the album) and consider ordering something this month to benefit the Winslows!  You can message me on facebook or comment here and I will give you an email address to use to order these.




Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Reece's Rainbow Families & Children | I'm failing.

This is one of those 'being honest' posts.

I've been advocating for international orphans with special needs for almost exactly two years now.  It was right around Thanksgiving when I saw Katie Musser's picture and read her Mama's blog and watched the videos and visited Reece's Rainbow and the entire weight of the orphan crisis hit me like a ton of bricks.  Two years ago, I couldn't even sleep because no matter what I did to help, it wasn't ENOUGH.

One year ago, with Angel Tree in full swing, helping to raise $1000 each for TWO boys, I was preparing to shave my head if they met their goal... which I did, and I'll have you know it was actually kind of fun!  Not that I want to do it again.  I miss ponytails.



This year I'm failing.

I didn't officially sign up for Angel Tree because I wanted to devote my efforts to helping my friend Laura raise Brett's Angel Tree money.  I was also committed to helping a family raise the money they need to progress with the adoption of their daughter.

All the well-laid plans I had in the past year fell apart in a haze of hospital stays, heartbreak, frustration, and being overwhelmed.

Now it's nearly halfway through Angel Tree... and Brett's total for this year sits at $44.55.  The very bottom tier.  There are some kids already up to $5,000 raised in the past month alone!

I'm failing.  I'm failing Brett.  Brett, who has sat on Reece's Rainbow for at least four years.  Brett, who has been overlooked for too long.  Brett, whose grant was under $100 when I started advocating for him.  Brett, who has been sitting in an orphanage, no family ever coming for him, for TWELVE YEARS.



And I'm failing Annie.  Annie, and her Mama and Daddy to be, who I promised to help.  Annie, who reminds me so much of my precious A, who I would do anything to bring home.  The Enemy has waged war on the Jones family, whose nest-egg for adoption was eaten away literally as soon as they announced their intention to adopt.  Now they are left scrambling to come up with money urgently needed for agency fees.  Money that has to be paid before they even get that invitation to travel.  I'm failing my friend Amanda, who has tried literally EVERYTHING to raise the money to bring her girl home.  Seriously, look at the blog post here where I listed all the ways we were trying to raise this child's ransom!



I feel a tremendous amount of guilt.

Sure, I could say that I've been overwhelmed.  I started a new job in October which is exhausting and takes up 45 hours per week of the time I used to use for advocacy and fundraising.  When my best friend had to go out and get two jobs to support her family, I took on caring for her kids when she works and I don't, so she doesn't spend all she makes trying to pay a babysitter.  I do that happily, because I love her and I love her children - but it's usually another 20 hours a week of my time.  When I do get some downtime, I'm emotionally and physically exhausted and just want to zone out.

I could say that.  But that's an excuse, to me.  And not a good one.  Because you see, while I moan and groan over losing 65 hours per week of free time, while I feel desperate just for some time to zone out... Brett and Annie have nothing to do but zone out.  They have waited too long for a family.  They have far too few people to advocate for them and even fewer willing to step up and change their worlds.  No one, so far, has come forward and said "That is my son," for Brett.  Not in two years of me advocating for him.  Not in four years or more of being listed.  Not in twelve years of life.  ONE family did step up and say "This is our daughter" for Annie - and yet, even among those of us who spend all our time begging for families for children, begging to save them from life in an institution, asking why someone doesn't step up, they have not received the support they need to complete her adoption! 

And I'm as guilty as anyone else.  New job or not.  Exhausted or not.  I'm failing them.

To Brett, and Annie, and my friend Laura, and my friend Amanda and her husband Collin:  I am sorry.  I should be doing more.  I should be doing better.

To everyone else:  I can't do better without you.  Please.  Help me.  See these kids.  See this family.  DO SOMETHING about their need.  Many of the fundraisers I was talking about in the previous post for the Jones family are still going on.  Check out the new shirts (and the old ones, which I got one of and they're AWESOME) at their blog here.  I plan to add a couple more fundraisers to my blog that are currently only on facebook very soon.  My friend Laura is working on a fundraiser via facebook for Brett, which I will also announce here very soon.  Until then, you can support the Jones via paypal, or via their Reece's Rainbow FSP (please note that paypal donations are not tax deductible, but are available for the immediately needed fees, whereas FSP donations are tax deductible but not accessible until travel invitation).  You can support Brett by buying his Angel Tree ornament, or just plain donating to his grant at Reece's Rainbow.

Tomorrow is the day we are supposed to give thanks for what we have.  What better way to show our gratitude than to bless someone else?  And truly, it isn't even only the children or families you will be blessing... there are many advocates cheering along the sidelines who would be so thankful to see these kids a little closer to home.

As for me... I'm making the decision to stop failing NOW!  Get ready to hear from me a lot more often - because I won't rest until these kids are HOME!

Saturday, September 28, 2013

Bigger Plans | Reece's Rainbow Families

A quote from one of my favorite movies is stuck in my head tonight.  One of my favorite quotes, actually.

"Maybe God had a bigger plan for me... than I had for myself."  -- A Walk To Remember

I can't help but think that about 99% of the time, that quote holds true.

Like when I was sixteen years old, and I felt God calling me to go on a mission trip to New Orleans, only eleven months after Katrina devastated the region.

I thought this was the reason I was there.

I had a series of increasingly terrifying panic attacks and wound up flying home early.  Lots of people told me I was failing, letting God down, because I wouldn't be there to clean up that house.  They made the same assumption I had at first.

He wasn't surprised with the way things turned out.

Those people who judged me were wrong and so was I.  God had certainly called me there - just not for the reasons we all thought.  He was not surprised or disappointed when I flew home early.  He knew He had already taught me a valuable lesson.


A lesson that helped lead me here.

God had a bigger plan for me than I had for myself.

I think a lot of times, we think we know what God's plan is, and then He throws us for a loop.

"Nope!  I've got more in store for you!"

This is what happened to my friend Michelle and her husband recently.

God called them to a little girl in a photo.



They leapt with faith, jumped in with both feet, to adopt this little girl... to go retrieve her from a life of institutionalization.

You see, Carolina had been in a baby house with several other children who were adopted by American families.  But as all children do, she got older, and as is custom in the country where she lives, she was transferred, when she reached 'that age' (only four!), out of the baby house... out of the only 'home' she knew.

Nobody knew quite where she'd be transferred to.  Some of the kids from her baby house were transferred to horrible places.  IF a family was able to get them out, they were often found to have been starved or beaten.

Nobody knew how hard it might be to get Carolina out after she was transferred.

Michelle and her husband, Ammon, were certainly walking an unknown road.

It's scary enough adopting an orphan with special needs from a foreign country - imagine adopting from an institution where there were no adoptions, where outsiders didn't set foot, where updates were not given about the children.

When they got on the plane to fly to Carolina's country, the Buhlers' most recent information on their girl was already four years old.

They didn't know how big she was.  How far along in her development.  What sort of place she was living in.  Whether she was getting her needs met there.

They only knew that she needed a family.  And so they went.

They followed God's lead, they stepped out in faith.

They thought they knew the plan.

Get Carolina.  Bring her home.  One less orphan.

A worthy cause for sure.  It must be God's plan.

So they left everything they knew, flew to Carolina's country, and attended their official appointment to get Carolina's 'referral' in country - the first step to adopting her.

It was then that they were thrown for their first loop.  Carolina had a diagnosis that had not been in her file.  The facilitators in her country hadn't known.  The grant organization that helped them find Carolina hadn't known.  The families that had adopted from Carolina's baby house hadn't known.  Carolina had active cytomegalovirus (CMV).  It would add complications to her care as well as implications to her current condition as it can cause brain damage if a child is exposed in utero, and could possibly be spread to her new siblings and parents, affecting their health as well.  The Buhlers had to make a tough decision based on little information before they had even met Carolina.  Could they bring her home safely, knowing this additional diagnosis?

They cautiously proceeded.  They traveled far, far across the country to Carolina's region.  They nervously arrived to meet her for the first time and found themselves the subject of scrutiny by orphanage personnel, who didn't understand why anyone would want to adopt one of 'these children' (a child with special needs).

Imagine how hard it would be to get to know your child in a foreign place with people who had different ideas about children and special needs constantly watching over you.

Honestly, I can't even imagine being that far away from home for that long!  That is one of the things my trip to New Orleans taught me - I am NOT a long trip person!  Add a foreign country, language, and lifestyle to the mix and I'd be reeling.  Add all the emotions of adoption and... well, let's just say there's a reason I plan to adopt from a place with less time in country!

But the Buhlers?  They pressed on.  Michelle told me once that the travel time had not been ideal for them either - but that was where Carolina was, and when God said "Go to her," they had obeyed.

Over a few visits, they learned more about Carolina.  Some good and encouraging.  Carolina was healthier than some of us had expected.  She appeared well-nourished.  She spoke a few words and proved to be extremely proficient at walking on her knees (her cerebral palsy made walking on her feet impossible without proper therapy).  She expressed needs and wants consistently.  She even showed some signs of affection... something post-institutionalized children often struggle with.



Carolina loves to jump.  She likes to play with baby dolls and she asks for candy - but she doesn't like chocolate, except for white chocolate.  (Leave it to a kid to be in a country with some of the world's best chocolate, and not like it!)  She tolerates being held, usually to reach or do something she can't do alone, but her willingness to accept touch is encouraging.  She plays pretend with the baby dolls, which tells me that her imagination is alive and well.



But some of what they learned was not so good... in fact, it was downright distressing.  Years in an institutional setting are not good for a child.  In fact, this type of neglect has been shown to cause permanent brain damage.  Further, in these types of environments, children often learn a 'survival of the fittest' mentality.  They learn that to survive, they have to compete against all the other children.  It's not their fault - it's only human nature - but some children start to exhibit aggressive behaviors after exposure to this type of environment.  These behaviors tend to be especially severe with children who are smaller or weaker.



This is considered one of the greatest crises a family can face in country - finding out that the child they intend to adopt has developed aggressive behavior that could impact children they already have at home.  Parents are faced with the most heartbreaking choice:  bring home the child they crossed the ocean for and risk the safety of their other children; or turn down the referral of the child they prayed, hoped, and wished for all that time to protect the ones already in their home.  It's a choice I truly can't imagine having to make.  Yet it is the one Michelle and Ammon faced in Carolina's country.  Sad as it is, that sweet little girl had learned to fight to survive... and the Buhlers have other little children to think about as well.

It is a decision that tormented them.  It was not made lightly or easily.  Tears were cried.  Hopes were dashed.  Because families who ultimately choose not to accept the referral of the child they originally intended to adopt sometimes face judgment from the very community that supported them to begin with, there was pressure to decide one way or the other (although many of the Buhlers' supporters were very understanding and supported whatever decision they felt was best for their whole family as well as Carolina).  It certainly wasn't the adoption experience anyone would have hoped for.  Yet it is the one the Buhlers faced.

Ultimately, after conferring with friends and family as well as facilitators, orphanage staff and each other, Michelle and Ammon decided that they weren't the right parents for Carolina.  It broke their hearts.  They had loved, hoped for, wished for, and prayed for this little girl for months.  They had crossed the ocean in hopes of making her their daughter.  They had stepped out in faith when no one else would and said "Yes, we see this child's value and we're willing to do what it takes to bring her home."  Even when the journey threw them for loops, they hung on, trying to give things a chance to work out.  But ultimately it came down to the fact that bringing Carolina home could have serious negative consequences for their other children, and might not be the right placement for Carolina either.  They couldn't, in good conscience, bring home a child they weren't sure they could parent.

So Carolina was relisted as available for adoption.

But it wasn't all a loss for Carolina.  New pictures were posted.  Updates about her development, what type of family would be best for her, were added to her profile.  No longer would anyone have to rely on two-year-old information to determine if their family would be the right fit for her.  The Buhlers - and many friends and advocates - hoped, and still hope, that an experienced adoptive family, perhaps one without younger children, will step up to adopt her soon.

It is here that we catch a glimpse of what God's real plan was.  We all thought it was for the Buhlers to adopt Carolina.  But no.  God wasn't surprised by this.  He wasn't disappointed in His children.  He had known this twist Carolina's story all along, and He had sent the Buhlers anyways.  They were a huge, important part of his plan for Carolina's life.

Remember what I said about Carolina being transferred?  She was transferred to a place where there were no adoptions.  She was transferred to a place where the doors of the institution were firmly closed to nearly all outsiders, and those who were allowed in were forbidden from taking photos or information to share about children.  She was transferred to a place where the people who could give updated photos and information to the government's adoption authorities refused to do so.

If the Buhlers hadn't taken that leap of faith, Carolina would have remained unseen behind those closed doors.  Her information would never have been updated.  Her chances of finding a family would have dwindled further with every passing day.  Even if a family did step up later, they would face the same obstacles the Buhlers did... maybe more.

The Buhlers are the means God is using to provide the family He intends for Carolina with the information they need to take that huge step to make Carolina their daughter.  They are truly His hands and feet on earth.

Taking a step back, it becomes clear that God used Michelle and Ammon not only to help write Carolina's story, but also to pave the way for even more families to come.  After a couple days visiting Carolina's institution, Michelle told a story that gave me chills.

She said that on their first visit, the orphanage doctor had seemed very anti-adoption.  She felt that children like Carolina were best served in institutions like the one where Carolina currently resides.  But after the Buhlers' third visit with Carolina, the orphanage doctor stopped them as they were leaving to tell them she had changed her mind.  It turns out she had spoken to a family member about what life was like for children with special needs in the US - because of the Buhlers' presence at her institution - and learned of all the opportunities for therapy, education, and the ability to connect with a family, that children with special needs have in the US.  As they left the institution on that third visit, the orphanage doctor told them that she had changed her mind.  She no longer felt that children like Carolina belonged in institutions, but that they would be better served in families, and that she hoped they could be adopted.

WOW.  Are you as floored as I am?  Right there, a heart changed, the heart of a person who is responsible for the fates of countless orphans - because Michelle and Ammon took a leap of faith.

No, they didn't end up adopting Carolina.  As I stated before, they conferred with numerous people and felt that their family was not the right fit for her.  But all the same, they did more for Carolina than anyone has to date.  No one else had been willing to say "Yes, we will go for this child".  They did.  As they walked the winding, overgrown path to Carolina's institution, they wrote another, pivotal chapter in her story.  They were able to get more information on Carolina to pass on to families who might be willing and prepared to adopt her - who might have the family situation she needs.  They gave a precious child love and interaction she never would have had for several days.  They showed countless people - orphanage staff, children, community members - in Carolina's country - that there are people who want these children.  And because of their very presence, the heart of the orphanage doctor was changed.  She no longer thinks that children like Carolina are best served in institutions... she recognizes the value of a family.

This is the kind of change we all want to see in these children's birth countries.  The kind of change that will enable families to keep and raise children with special needs.  The kind of change that will erase the stigma of raising a child with special needs.  The kind of change that will improve the care that the children who are in institutions receive.  And it is happening... because this family said "yes" to walking an uncertain path.

Bigger plans indeed.

But the story doesn't stop there!  No - when it would have been so much easier, to just go home, when other families would have just given up, the Buhlers stayed in country.  No, they weren't adopting Carolina... but they weren't leaving empty-handed, either.  They were determined to save an orphan.

This is huge.  In case you didn't know, at this point I'll tell you that the Buhlers have four other children at home - at the time in care of relatives.  They had already been away from their children longer than any parent ever wants to leave their child.  It would have been so much easier for them to cut their losses and go home and nurse their broken hearts.

But they didn't.  They felt that God had sent them to save and orphan, and that's what they were going to do.  No, it wasn't the child they had originally intended to adopt, but does our Lord place more value on one life than another?

They went back to the capital city.  They attended another appointment.  They accepted a referral for a three year old little boy with cerebral palsy.  Meet "Nikolai".




Handsome, isn't he?  Even in his fuzzy referral photo?

Let me tell you a little about Nikolai.

Though lucky to still be in a baby house (as he should be at three), that baby house is in a region where adoptions, even international adoptions, are not common.  In fact, there has only been ONE adoption in this region in the past three years!  Nikolai was not listed on any advocacy site.  Nor were any of the other children from his orphanage.  No one would have ever even known he existed if the Buhlers hadn't seen and accepted his file.

It is worth noting that in Nikolai's region, there is a focus on encouraging domestic families to adopt children and to keep and raise their special needs children instead of surrendering them to state care.  This is likely part of the reason for the low rate of international adoptions.  However, domestic families had previously visited with Nikolai and decided not to adopt him because of his visible special needs.  Regional authorities felt he would be best served by an international placement.

They traveled to meet him.  I can't imagine the emotions Michelle and Ammon must have been facing at this time.  Mourning the loss of the child they had thought was their daughter, yet hopeful for the boy who could become their son.

They met him.



It was love.  He was theirs.  They proceeded with his adoption.

Just last week they had court and this little boy became Michelle and Ammon's fifth child.  A new life.  A new name.  Meet Ethan.



Soon, Michelle will bring him home... to his forever family.  The one he would never have had if the Buhlers hadn't stuck it out when things got hard in country, determined to save one of God's starfish, even if it wasn't the one they had originally intended to bring home.



Look at him.  He's ready to go.

But now imagine... what Ethan's life would have been like if it hadn't been for this long, winding, overgrown road that the Buhlers walked when no one else would.

He's three now.  Children in his country are usually transferred to adult mental institutions between the ages of 4 and 6.  One year.  Imagine.  He could have been transferred, to God knows where, what kind of conditions... in as little as one year.  Adoptions from institutions are even less common than adoptions from baby houses.  It is entirely possible that he could have been transferred someplace where no one, no matter how hard they tried, could have gotten him out.



Imagine this sweet, able little boy... locked away in a mental institution forever.

Recently, pretty much every adoption advocate I know has been screaming for another little boy... a little boy who wasn't 'found' while he was in the baby house like Ethan was.  A little boy who didn't escape transfer to a mental institution.  A little boy who was about to age out.



Brenton will be sixteen years old in just nine days.  And yes, that is a current picture.  He is the size of a preschooler.  Once a child reaches sixteen years old, he can no longer be adopted by an American family, as US immigration requires documents to be submitted prior to the child's sixteenth birthday.  We were all afraid, so afraid, that Brenton would 'age out'... turn sixteen without a committed family... and be condemned to a life in an adult mental institution.  We scrambled to find him a family.  Just yesterday, a family committed to Brenton.  He will be saved.

But that scramble?  That desperate situation where we had only weeks to find a family for a child before he  would be lost forever?  That all happened because Brenton was not listed anywhere until very recently.  He was not on an advocacy site.  No one had accepted his file in country.  No one had chosen him.  If he had been chosen, adopted, while he was younger, like Ethan has, he would never have been in this desperate situation.

Despite hardship, despite fear, despite uncertainty, the Buhlers saved a child.  Saved him from a life of institutionalization.  Saved him from permanent damage done by years of sub-par care.  Saved him from a dangerous last-minute scramble to find a family.  This is one less orphan we'll have to desperately search for a family for before he ages out... because he already has one.  Praise the Lord!

AND!  There is yet another twist to this story - one that is almost too unbelievable to behold.  Ethan was actually born in Russia - though neither of his parents were Russian.  When they returned to their home country, they left their baby in Russia.  He was placed in a Russian orphanage, where he lived for a time before his parentage came to light and he had to be transferred to an orphanage in his parents' country.  Given that there is currently a ban on US adoptions from Russia, this fact is jaw-dropping to me.  This child could have so easily been overlooked.  His fate could have so easily been the same one thousands of Russian children... children like Kyle, who I shared with you last week... face.  But it wasn't.  He was transferred back to his home country just in time for the Buhlers to find him and make him their son.  If that's not God working in this little boy's life, I don't know what is!

And then there's this part, which is only speculation, but it's likely true at least in part.  Remember what I said about there having been only one adoption in Ethan's region in the past three years?  Well... now there have been two.  I can't help but think that every family that comes through that region and says "Yes, we see the value in this child and we want him to be ours," shows the people of that region that maybe, just maybe, there is value in these children they have shut up in institutions.  Maybe they will be treated a little better.  Maybe some domestic families will be inspired to pursue adoption.  Maybe the people in charge of getting children listed for adoption and getting their faces out there, will start to notice this region.  There is work in progress to try to get some of the other children at Ethan's orphanage listed for adoption, so that we can advocate for and find families for them too.  More than likely, the road for the families that adopt from this region in the future, will be just a little easier - because the Buhlers walked it first.

Michelle is still in country with Ethan.  She is unsure if they have the funds they will need to get everything in order in country and fly home.  Even once they are home, things are going to be tight, because they were never fully funded and every extra penny is going to getting her and Ethan home from Eastern Europe.  All these loops they were thrown for destroyed the carefully laid plans they had for funding their adoption.  I honestly can't imagine the situation she's in right now... in country, without her husband or children, not even sure if she has the finances needed to get home.  If you'd like to be a part of easing that burden and helping her get home with her new son, you can donate to their Reece's Rainbow FSP here.  Michelle has promised that if any money is left over once they are home, it will be going to Carolina's grant.



Carolina.  The child they loved, the child they wanted to make their daughter.  There are people who think that the Buhlers let Carolina down because they didn't adopt her.  Maybe even people who think that they let God down, because they didn't complete the 'mission' that they thought God was originally sending them on.  I disagree.

Remember, people said those same things to me in New Orleans.  I was letting my mission team down.  I was letting the people of New Orleans down.  I was letting God down.

But God was not surprised - not then, and not now.  He knew it all before it happened.  He had mapped out our paths, even when we ourselves didn't know which way to go.  Just like I didn't fail God seven years ago, the Buhlers did not fail Him, nor Carolina, on this trip.  In truth, they did more for Carolina than anyone has.  Who was it that walked into unknown territory for this child's sake?  Who was it that obtained the new information where before there had only been outdated information?  Who was it that made sure that the family that was right for Carolina would be fully prepared for her needs?  Who was it that changed the hearts and minds of many in Carolina's country, simply by being there and caring about what happened to her?  Who was it that, even when things got difficult, refused to go home without saving a child?

Well I know one thing... it certainly isn't the people who are condemning the Buhlers for not adopting a child they weren't sure they could parent.

God has seen their work on behalf of the orphan, and He is not disappointed.

This brings me to one final point... and it is a difficult one.  Because so many people loved Carolina, when the Buhlers committed to her, she already had a large grant with Reece's Rainbow.  They really had little fundraising to do since the funds already raised for Carolina would be released to them once they had travel dates.  But because they didn't adopt Carolina, the money people had given toward her adoption now has to be replaced in her grant for the family who does adopt her.

In the past few weeks, the Buhlers have found themselves in country with barely enough money to cover their basic needs.  They had to beg and plead for $500 necessary to complete some requirements in Ethan's country.  Even though that need was met, I have a sneaking suspicion that the Buhlers could use quite a bit more than the $500 they asked for to get home.  And when they come home, during a time when they should be focused on bonding with their new son and getting him the medical intervention and therapy he needs, they will be responsible for paying back the money that was given to them for Carolina - just over $10,000.

If you have adopted, can you imagine what it would be like if you were responsible for that hefty pricetag just as you were getting home with your child?  How difficult would that be?  Many people will say, "Well, they didn't adopt Carolina, so that money was never really theirs to begin with, they should have to pay it back."  Maybe so... but also remember that they didn't even know about Ethan until they had traveled to the children's country.  He was not listed on an advocacy site so there was no grant designated for him.  The Buhlers thought they were adopting Carolina, so they counted on the money that was in her grant.  They had no reason to think they would need to do additional fundraising to what they already did, because that money was already there.  It's almost as though they were given an amount they needed to raise to adopt their child, and then, after the fact, they were hit with a sudden, hidden fee in a HUGE amount - and are now stuck with having to fundraise after they bring their child home... while they try to bond and do everything else.

That's a rough situation to be in.

It's no one's fault, it's just the way things work... the money raised for Carolina's adoption needs to be there for whatever family does decide to adopt Carolina... but at the same time, the Buhlers never had the chance to do the kind of fundraising it turns out they needed.

I'll tell you what I see.  I see a family who has gone above and beyond to help the orphan, a family who has stayed strong when some would have given up, a family who has blazed a trail for those who might come after them to adopt from regions and institutions where adoption is not common, a family who has changed hearts and minds along the way, and a family who has rescued a precious angel.  I see a family who needs and deserves our help raising money that they didn't expect to have to raise.

And I KNOW that God is NOT disappointed with their work to save the orphan.

If you would like to be a part of helping the Buhlers and supporting the amazing work they have done, we are asking that donations be made to Carolina's grant with Reece's Rainbow.  On the Paypal confirmation screen, there is an annotation that allows you to include a note with your donation.  It looks like this:



Click where it says "Add special instructions to recipient" and type your note in the box that opens up - something like "To help repay Carolina's previous grant" or "On behalf of the Buhlers".  This will ensure that your donations not only help Carolina, but ease the burden on the Buhlers as they return home with Ethan.

Beyond that, you can pray, and you can share.  You can pray that the Buhlers transition home will be smooth.  You can pray that the family that is right for Carolina will see her quickly and step up to adopt her. This family would be experienced with institutional behaviors and preferably not have any younger or weaker children (Carolina is seven).  You can pray that Carolina's grant can be repaid with minimal hardship to the Buhlers.  And you can share their need, so that even if you don't have the means to  help them repay it, maybe someone who does will see it.  Maybe Carolina's family will even see it.

I, for one, think that this is all part of Carolina's story... her road to the family God has intended for her... and we are just lucky to have seen another child saved in the process.  Thus far, no one has done more to help that story along than the Buhlers... and I think they deserve our thanks and our help.  Please, will you be a part of easing the burden on them and helping Carolina by giving to her grant?  Will you be a part of this divine story?

The link to Carolina's grant is here.  It is up to you now.

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

A Precious Soul

We called him "Kyle".


His only crime was being born with Down Syndrome in a country that doesn't see the value in people with special needs.

For this, he was placed in an orphanage soon after he was born.

In Kyle's home country, Russia, the orphanages are usually run by the government.  The Baby Houses are not usually so bad.  It's certainly no place to grow up, but the children generally appear well cared for... like Kyle did.

But between the ages of 4 and 6 years old, children with special needs are transferred.  Moved out of the baby house... to another place.

An adult mental institution.

Adult.

Imagine that tiny, delicate little boy in an institution for mentally ill adults.

That's where this transformation took place.


Yes, that's the same little boy.

The new picture came a few months after Russia banned adoptions to American citizens, as well as to unmarried mothers in any country which permits marriage equality... essentially destroying any chance "Kyle" and his fellow orphans ever had to find a family.

It shocked us all.

How could they do this to such a precious, vibrant little soul?

Today more news came down.

He died.  Kyle died.

He died alone in a mental institution.

He died without ever knowing the love of a family.

A precious soul, gone from this earth forever.

When I first saw the news today, I immediately started to cry.  But as quickly as the tears came, they were gone, replaced by anger.  Anger at the government which places so little value on the life of a child, simply because he has special needs, that it would sooner allow him to die in an institution than be adopted.  Anger at the political posturing that brought about this adoption ban and erased Kyle's future.

Then came the relief.  Yes, relief.

Remember, a few months ago we learned that this was Kyle's existence:



Abused.  Malnourished.  Neglected.  Sick.  In pain.

What a miserable existence.

Kyle's pain is gone now.  He is finally home.

No, he's not in the home we wanted for him.  He's gone home to be with God instead.  We had hoped he could know the love of an earthly family before that inevitability, but it didn't happen that way.

Nevertheless, he is home now.

No more abuse.  No more hunger pains.  No more banging his head against the bars of his crib just for some sort of stimulation.

Kyle has a new, perfect body in Heaven... no more pain.

That's why the relief.

And that's the feeling I'm going to choose to hold onto.  Gratefulness that God did not allow Kyle to suffer any longer - that He called him home rather than let him endure this Hell on Earth for one more minute.

It shouldn't be this way.  Children aren't supposed to die.  They are supposed to live long, fulfilling lives on Earth before going home to God.

Sometimes there's something we can do.  Pray.  Advocate.  Give.  Adopt.  The things I beg you to do every single day, for children who we can help.

But sometimes... like in Kyle's case... we are woefully helpless.  For the thousands of Russian orphans that still survive on this earth, there is little or nothing that we can do to change their circumstances.

It is in times like these that I pray the hardest.  Jesus, please come quickly.  Your children need you.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

"But She Looks Healthy" | Reece's Rainbow Families

This is something that even the most caring, understanding adoption advocates have probably found themselves thinking at one point or another.  Some children CLEARLY need OUT right now.  Nothing more than their pictures is necessary to tell you how dire the circumstances are for these children:

Della is eleven years old.

Hannah is almost five and due for transfer.

Lelani is so underweight she has to be tube fed.  She is four.

Marla is stuck in this position from having spent years that way.

Nehemiah is thirteen years old.


But then there are the other children.  The ones who we know are in orphanages all the same, but who 'look' healthy.

Annie

Bernadette

Otto

Ryan

Shawn

Monet

They don't 'look' sick, do they?  They don't look desperate, like the others.  Surely they can wait a little longer for a family.  Surely their need is not as urgent.

Until you see the truth behind the picture.

Bernadette has epilepsy.  She has complex partial seizures.  She needs expert medical care to prevent permanent damage from being done.

Shawn has HIV.  Without anti-retroviral medications, his disease could progress into full blown AIDS and be fatal.  Or he could age out and be turned out onto the streets, where most girls turn to prostitution and most boys turn to lives of crime, just to survive.

All of these children (with the exception of two) have the same future in store for them.  Years in orphanages and mental institutions.  Some in lying rooms, wasting away.  Not getting the nutrition they need.  If they are not adopted, eventually their pictures WILL look like a child in desperate need.  If they are not adopted, they will ultimately die without ever seeing beyond the four walls of their institutions.

But notice I said 'except for two'.  Have you picked out which two are different yet?

Monet.  Monet is different.  Her given name was Marianna.

Was.

She looked healthy.

She looked like she could wait a little longer.

She was deaf, and she had epilepsy, but hadn't had a reported seizure in years.

Looked.  Was.  Had.

We received confirmation today that Monet/Marianna passed away.

She was three years old.

She died without ever having known the love of a mother.


She looked healthy.

But now she's gone.

Words cannot express the depth of the pain we, as advocates, feel when one of these precious lives is lost.

Rest in peace, sweet angel.  Your pain is gone, you are with Jesus now.

But this loss does something else as well.

It spurs us on to action.  To fight harder.  Until they all come home.

Have you guessed which of the other above children has a different fate than the others yet?


Annie.

Beloved child, holder of hearts.

Annie has a different fate than the others for a different, much happier reason than Monet.

She has a family.

A committed family who stepped out in faith and said "YES, she is our daughter."

But they are struggling.  Everyone is fundraising, the economy is poor, everyone is tapped out.  The blows just keep on coming making their funding situation look more and more bleak.

But she looks healthy... shouldn't we give to a sicker-looking child first?

Monet looked healthy too.

Right now, MONEY is the only thing holding Annie's family back from moving more quickly to get her home.  They recently lost an expected $1,000 matching grant due to the donor's inability to follow through.  We do not blame the donor who initially offered up such a generous gift, but we do need to make up for the loss of expected funding.

MONEY is standing between Annie and her family.

This is unacceptable.

We cannot allow children to wait even one extra minute because of money.

There is too much at risk.

A few days ago I posted about why Annie's family is so close to my heart, and detailed all the ways that YOU can help them bring their girl home.

The response has been disappointing to say the least.

If you, like me, are heartbroken by the loss of another child... one who 'looked' healthy... won't you help us make sure that this child doesn't have to wait longer and face greater risk - simply because of MONEY?

Don't you have just a few dollars to spare?  Can't you skip pizza night and eat a grilled cheese sandwich?

And if you truly don't have two pennies to rub together, couldn't you at least share this post and help us reach the people who may be able to give?

It's not hard.  It's not complicated.  Give.  Share.  Pray.

You can find Annie's family's blog with the YouCaring Give widget on the right hand side here.

Please?

Thursday, August 22, 2013

(Not So) Happy Birthday

I want you to take a moment to remember your last birthday.

If you can't remember your last birthday, then remember one that sticks in your mind (I know, some of us are getting older and this remembering stuff doesn't go so well anymore).

Here's my last birthday.


Yup.  I was in the hospital.  It was actually my third day in the hospital due to complications following surgery to remove stones from my right kidney.  I was in a lot of pain and on both oral and IV pain medications.  The machine that dripped antibiotics and saline into my veins would start beeping frequently - every time I moved my arm the wrong way.  Notice how I'm holding it out straight there?  I was trying to avoid the beeping, which I would then have to page a nurse to stop... even at 4:00 in the morning.

But then... check out all those presents!  They were wrapped and lovingly loaded into a huge thirty-one bag by my mom, and brought to me at the hospital early that morning.  Even more astonishing, after having been by my side as long as visiting hours would allow the previous two days (leaving the hospital after 9 pm the day before my birthday), she also brought my favorite homemade chocolate caramel cake that she had made after she got home the previous night.  Complete with candles and ice cream.


We shared cake and ice cream with the nurses and the other patients on the ward, as well as their guests.  Other nurses came into my room to join in singing Happy Birthday.

I turned 24 in the hospital.

It was an improvised birthday.

It wasn't the one I had planned.

But I was lucky.  I was blessed with people who were willing to do whatever it took to make it special.



In about five hours, it will be August 23, 2013, in a certain Eastern European country.

What's so significant about that?

Many people would probably say 'nothing'.

But not me.  That day is special to me.

It's someone's birthday.


"Just an orphan" they might say.  "One of thousands."

"An idiot child" they might say.  "Nothing will become of him."

But they're wrong.  Because twelve years ago, God saved this little boy, nicknamed "Brett", from certain death.

You see, Brett was born in a field in the country and immediately abandoned by his birth mother.  Maybe she knew he had down syndrome.  Maybe she didn't.  All the same, she left that little baby there to die.

But a stranger came upon that baby hours later, whose cries had grown weak, who was now hypothermic and covered in bug bites.  That stranger took the baby in his arms and sought help.  Maybe he knew he had down syndrome.  Maybe he didn't.  All the same, that stranger saved Brett's life.

He was taken to the hospital.  The doctors nursed him back to health.  Then, as a child without parental care, and a child with a special need that was not widely accepted by the citizens of that country, there was no place for him to go but the orphanage.

Brett spent three years in the orphanage.  In his country, after a child's third birthday, if they remain an orphan, they are to be sent to an older child orphanage, or to a mental institution.  Brett drew the short straw.  He was sent to a mental institution.  From what we know, it is a very rural one, probably lacking in resources, most definitely unseen by many outside eyes.

That is where he was when this picture was taken for his adoptable child profile - the picture that sat on Reece's Rainbow for years.



That is the picture I saw a year and a half ago... and fell in love with.  I could just see those little arms reaching up for a hug.

But years passed.  Birthdays passed.  We finally got an updated photo... one that is not horrifying as some we have seen, but that made me sad all the same, to know that the sweet little boy in the photo had to do all that growing up without a mommy or a daddy.  This is Brett today.


And on August 23, 2013, he will be twelve years old.

But there won't be cake or candles.  There won't be assorted gift wrapped packages.  There won't be a mommy to pack up a birthday in a bag and bring it to the institution where Brett currently resides.

It will just be another day.  Another orphan who is another year older.  No one to care.

Even in a hospital bed, in tremendous pain, I had a better birthday than Brett has ever had.

Let that sink in for a minute.

Imagine, as a child, spending your birthday with no cake, no presents... not even someone who loved you.

It's not fair.

And there's only one way to change it.

Mommy, Daddy, this little boy is crying out for your love and attention.  Please don't look the other way.  Don't be afraid because Brett is 'older'.  He is mentally still a small child.  He is friendly.  It is said by those who have met him that he is not aggressive and would likely do very well in a family.

He just needs to be given a chance.

If I could adopt him myself, I'd have done it already.  By the rules of both my country and his, I am too young.

For those of us who know we cannot personally adopt him, we at least could offer Brett a birthday present... maybe a little donation to his Reece's Rainbow FSP, to help the family that does step up to adopt him?  That can be done here.

But this is not the case for all of you.  Some of you have the power to rescue Brett.  The requirements to adopt from his country are very do-able, as international adoptions go:

  • 2 trips, 5 days each
  • Approx cost only $19-25k!  (depends on how many people travel, time of year for travel, etc)
  • NO UPPER AGE LIMIT
  • Single mothers may apply
  • Easy dossier, very few restrictions
  • Only one parent has to travel
CANADIAN FAMILIES WELCOME!

Please, won't you help me make sure he never has to spend another birthday in that stark, cold institution?

Remember... EVERYONE can do SOMETHING.

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