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Oh My Heart! – Guest Post

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Today’s post is courtesy of Adeye, who has a wonderful blog at:   http://www.nogreaterjoymom.com/

Adeye has a huge heart for children, especially those with special needs who have otherwise been tossed away by society.  She has already adopted four children with special needs internationally and let me tell you how amazing these children are today.  They have blossomed and thrived and it has all been because Adeye and her family saw each child as a child in need instead of a child with special needs.  Adeye’s family is currently in the process of adopting two precious children from Eastern Europe.  Below is her personal account of the amazing experience she had meeting a special boy named Zack while in Europe.  Please take a few minutes to meet sweet Zack as well, he is a doll and will steal your heart!

Thanks for reading!

Without further delay, I have the pleasure to bring you Adeye’s story!

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This one too, Lord!

It was the last day of visits with our sweet daughters in the orphanage. My new friend and fellow adoptive mom, Susan, and I choked back tears as we headed out the door one final time. We had spent seven glorious days with our daughters.

And then it was time to leave.

Having adopted children from different countries, I can tell you one thing with absolute certainty…

There is nothing like leaving your child behind in an orphanage!

There is nothing like knowing where you are leaving them—and walking OUT!

Because knowing changes everything!

As we drove out of the orphanage gates that Friday just a few weeks ago, we headed to a different orphanage on our way back to the capital city, Sofia. Our driver needed to get updated pictures and video of a little boy who had recently been listed for adoption.

We arrived at the institution, and both Susan and I knew that we just had to meet this little boy. Our driver agreed that we could come in with him.

We were greeted by many children as we entered the building that day.

Beautiful, precious, and amazing children all created by the Master Craftsman Himself.

Each one with many needs.

But mostly, the need for someone to come for them. The need to be loved. The need to be accepted for who they are—His beautiful creations–fearfully and wonderfully made just the way they are.

My heart was breaking before we even entered the front door.

We were ushered into a smaller room.

And within minutes…he came in.

The most darling little boy. I thought him to be maybe around eight years old. Later I found out that he is eleven.

His name is Zack.

Susan and I sat watching as our driver tried to interview Zack for a video for prospective parents. Neither of us understanding Bulgarian, we had no idea what he and the orphanage director were saying to the boy. He seemed to do okay for a few minutes and answered their questions politely.

Then, all of a sudden, tears started streaming down his little cheeks. He sobbed quietly—unable to get out a single word.

He was clearly heartbroken.

We both choked back tears—not wanting the little guy to see us all weepy. We did not know why in the world this sweet and tender little boy was so upset. It was very obvious though that he had such deep pain and that his heart was aching.

Sitting there and observing this dear little boy crying heart-wrenching sobs just about ripped my heart out! Everything in me wanted to rush over and hold him tightly—calming his anxious heart and assuring him that God had not forsaken him—that his Daddy in heaven knew what was tearing him apart.

Later that day, we heard Zack’s story….

And I knew instantly that I would go to the ends of the earth to help this little boy get the one thing in this life that he has never had, never known.

The one thing that made him cry until he literally could not stop!

I listened as my attorney shared Zack’s story with me.

It began with his best friend, Maria. They grew up in a very decent orphanage (as far as orphanages go) and spent the first eleven years bonding—being together. I am told that they are more than just best friends—but more like family. Until recently, the only family either of them had ever known. Zack and Maria shared a room (very normal for Eastern European orphanages) and spent every waking moment together—inseparable!

But everything was soon to change. Maria was blessed! Unbeknownst to her, she had been found, chosen by an amazing single mom who just knew that Maria was the daughter of her heart.

Maria was soon to know what it meant to be FAMILY.

I am so thankful that Katherine shared Maria and Zack’s story with me. She met Maria for the first time last December. The social worker at the orphanage informed Katherine that she would be meeting Maria’s best friend, telling her that they were extremely close. She got to know Zack pretty well during that first trip to his country.

Months passed and finally Katherine was able to return to Eastern Europe to complete the adoption process for Maria.

Here’s her account of that day—“Gotcha Day,” as it is known for adoptive parents.

My Gotcha Day was horrible, to say the least. We were asked to be at the orphanage by 11 am so that one staff member could say goodbye to Maria. I got there and did ask about Zack’s availability to be adopted. I wanted to help him find his mom. I was told that Zack was being moved that very same day to a new orphanage.  These days I understand why he had to be moved and I understand why it was easier to do it all at once….sort of rip the band aid off. 

My heart still weeps for the memory of that day. 

You see, the orphanage that Maria and Zack were at was for children birth through seven years. The orphanage had kept both Maria and Zack until they were 11 1/2, because they knew that the kids were special that they needed the additional care. So, on my pick up date I was looking through the photo album I was given of Maria by the orphanage. The director came in and told me I needed to be strong because the kids (Maria and Zack) were not handling the separation well. I quickly gathered my things and went to the lobby. 

I saw Zack first. He was in his chair wailing (it wasn’t just crying). I walked over to him and gave him the gift I had bought specially for him and tried to tell him that it would all be okay, that Maria would be taken care of. The whole time Maria was wailing over by the stairs while another adult spoke with her. Zack quickly rolled himself back to Maria. These two were hugging and kissing each other….truly like siblings…..weeping and crying the whole time. 

Finally a staff member rolled Zack outside in his wheelchair. Maria quickly followed. She no sooner got one step outside and was quickly scooped up by the director and taken to our car. It was only made more difficult by the fact that the two cars for the kids were facing each other. So, they could see each other the whole time we were getting everything into the cars and they never stopped crying. Sasha and the orphanage’s social worker were with Zack and took him to his new orphanage. Maria cried so much as we left and throughout the day for her friend.” 

Oh my goodness! I cannot even imagine being eleven years old and having to lose the one person in the world you love…and who loves you back!

AND be moved that very same day to an unfamiliar new home.

Excruciating!

And so, on the same day that Maria was adopted, Zack was transferred from his place of safety to an institutional-type facility for children and adults with special needs.

And there he has struggled to adjust to his new normal.

Loss.

Grief.

Katherine returned to the U.S with her new daughter and has done everything she possibly could to keep a promise she made Maria.

To find a family to adopt Zack!

Thankfully, with the help of the attorney we are using to adopt our children, God has moved mountains and Zack isfinally listed for adoption.

He has HOPE!

I have thought back to that day a few weeks ago when Susan and I fought back tears as we watched Zack weeping while sitting in his wheelchair.

And I thank God that I didn’t know at that very moment…

That he was crying inconsolably simply because the absolute desire of his heart is to have a family of his own too. And to come to America where he can, once again, have contact with the girl who is like a sister to him.

I just don’t think I would have been strong enough to hold it together.

And so today I come to you all, the amazing readers of my blog, pleading for your help. I KNOW there is a family out there for Zack. What a sweet blessing he would be to a family—he truly is just the most gentle, loving little boy. Zack has CP (which only seems to affect his lower limbs) and scoliosis. He is going GREAT mentally and I’m told that he is on target developmentally. His only “issue” is that he cannot walk. I have, however, seen a picture of him standing up while holding onto a chair. With good medical treatment, there is no telling how far Zack will go.

Would you share his story wherever you possibly can? I would appreciate that so much. Zack has about six weeks left to find a family! That’s it! 

Thank you for sharing Zack’s story! Thank you for being the hands and feet of Jesus to this little lovie who wants nothing more in this life than to belong—to love and be loved.

Now unto Him who is able to do exceedingly, abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us.
~Ephesians 3:20 

Anyone wanting more information about adopting Zack can contact Shelley at shele337@gmail.com.

Donations to Zack’s adoption fund can be made here

Life Matters

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Today’s post is a direct follow up to my previous post about Owen.  If you have not read it you can go here to catch up!  If you have never heard of Owen, please go to my very first post about him here.

You all know my heart has been on the many children of the world who are either orphaned, aborted, abandoned or abused.  For a long time, and even now, I still wonder how in the world I am going to be able to help or make a difference?  I just keep praying, and unfortunately I must be patient for the answers I seek.   Sometimes it’s hard to keep blogging because the enemy sometimes whispers into my ear that no one cares and no one is listening.  But then, I get that feeling that I can’t simply just give up on them can I?  I mean, I have waited many years to hear God tell me what in the heck I am supposed to do with my life?  What am I called to do?  What is my purpose?

Well, I do know that one of the answers is that I am meant to be a mother, that I KNOW I am called to do.  But why do you suppose that is?   Why has God given me such an incredible love for children?   The answer to that is all over this website!  I know that I have a TON of content on here in the numerous sections.  I know that it takes a hundred years to read through all of it, especially that pesky Research section.  But something I don’t know is, has my site done any good?  Has my hard work helped open any eyes?  Has it caused just one child to be helped?   Ugh, I wished I knew!!!

With all my questions, doubts and fears, that terrible feeling of wanting to give up creeps back in.  But then I see a sweet and familiar face in my mind, like this one…

Sweet baby Owen

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Toddler Owen

And then I think to myself, “HECK NO I CAN’T QUIT!”  What would happen to Owen?  Do you see a sweet smile and great potential in these photos, or do you see just a deformed child who you would rather scroll past?    You can guess which one I see!  I hope and pray you all see it too.

His life matters just as much as these lives…

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Owen’s life is as important as all of our children’s lives are.  So, as hard as it is to put myself out there and beg for other people to be generous and help me give this child a chance, I still HAVE to do it.  Because the real question is, if I don’t try to help Owen, who else will?   He will surely sit in an institution for the rest of his life.   he has already been discarded by his parents, by society and even those charged to care for him purely for being born “different”.  I cannot and will not pass the buck to someone else on ANY of these kids, and I certainly can’t forget about this precious little 5 year old gem, Owen.

Today, when my 12 year old son asked me how many people donated to Owen’s fund, I seriously broke his heart when I had to tell him that not even one donation came in.  Owen’s fund still sits untouched despite the over 50 readers I had visit.  My son, was so upset by this that he is deperately trying to come up with some way we can entice others to donate.  He genuinely loves Owen and wants to help him, so I understand his sadness.  He suggested a garage sale which may do something, but it certainly wont raise the thousands of dollars needed to really help this guy.   Plus I’m having a difficult pregnancy thus far, and am limited as to what I can do (fundraising and such) so at this point I am literally left just asking.  I know, lame huh?   I certainly am not trying to make excuses, but I am trying to let you all know how much I need your help right now.  I am open to suggestions of things I cant try to raise money for this boy, so please suggest away!  Of course if I come up with anything, I will keep you all posted!

For now, if you find it in your heart to spare a few bucks and donate to Owen’s fund please click on the following link:   “Owen’s Help Me Get Adopted Fund”

Don’t forget to leave me a comment that you donated and of course please pray hard for this sweet boy!  He needs a family!

God bless!

Time To Step Up!

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Many of you who read my blog may remember these sweet boys…

Heath

Heath has been waiting so incredibly long for his family to find him.  He has spent his entire life in institutions, never knowing the love of a mom and dad, never getting hugs and kisses, never being able to run and play like every child should.  Heath now lives in a cold, desolate, sad place that is the mental institution he calls home.  Heath is very tiny for his age and it is most likely a daily ritual for the older, bigger boys to bully him and steal his food.  These children are litterally left to fend for themselves.

The good part…

Last week folks all over the nation came together on what became “Heath Day”, holding fundraisers and events to raise money for Heath’s adoption fund.  Now, with the thousands of generous people who came together and donated funds, Heath is fully funded!!!  Yay!  How amazing is this news!?

I am one of the many people who believe that if he is fully funded, his family will have nothing holding them back from claiming their son.  Heath now has a chance to be rescued!  I know Heath has such a bright little light inside him, and am so excited to see what his future holds!

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Well folks, I would like to set the same type of goal for this little sweetheart below…

Do any of you remember this little guy?

Sweet baby Owen

This is Owen.

If this is the first time you are meeting Owen, please go to this link and read my story about this little love, then head on back over here and read on.

This precious boy has struggled his whole life, and to be honest, he has even less of a chance of getting a family because of his rare genetic disorder.  What I am really trying to say is, because most people are afraid of “different”, Owen has even greater odds to beat.  I pray with all my heart for the day I see his sweet face on the “My Family Found Me” page!  However, I also hope that a family in Oregon adopts him so I can visit!

when I learned about all those coming forward to help Heath’s family find him, I realized that Owen needs the same help!  Owen only has a little over $3,000 in his grant fund.  This amount is sadly a LONG way away from the goal of around $25,000-$30,000 that is needed to fund his adoption.

Owen

So friends, you don’t have to be rich you just have to be willing.  Would you be willing to donate $2, $4, $6 or $10 or more?   Would you be willing to sacrifice one day of Starbucks ($4) to help give this boy a chance at a family?  By taking five minutes to donate a few measly dollars, we could help Owen’s family find him and bring him home sooner without them having to shoulder the financial burden of the massive cost of adoption.   Owen desperately needs a family to love him.  I can’t imagine how he would blossom if he were in a loving family.

I feel connected to this little five year old as if he were my own son.  But I also know that at this time God has other plans for us, outside of adoption.  It breaks my heart as I am so attached to Owen, I can’t bear to see him waste away in some orphanage unloved for the rest of his life.  I certainly DO NOT want to see him get transferred to a mental institution

Will you please help me to reach my goal of at least 30 people donating?  If we could get more that would be amazing!  If each of my readers would donate something, anything, it would help so very much and I know I have more than 30 readers.   Click on this link to go to Owen’s donate page, there is a “donate” button towards the bottom.  It takes just a minute and could help give Owen a real life outside orphanage walls.

Please leave me a comment and let me know that you have donated!  I would be so pleased to know how many are supporting this little guy!

   Fellow bloggers, readers and friends, Please share this wherever you can!  Let’s see what we can do for Owen!

     Phase one of “Project Rescue Owen” initiated!  Let’s pray that God moves mountains here!

God’s Plan For Us

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As many of you know, I have questioned for quite a long time as to whether or not God will ask us to adopt.  I have been sitting here attempting to be as patient as possible, waiting, listening.  I have been desperate to hear God’s still, small voice each time I see a precious orphaned child’s face.  I can’t express how many times I have desperately wanted to be the mother to any one of these children.

Oh how my heart aches for the day when we get to make one (or more) of these desperately needy and suffering children part of our family!  The hardest thing for me here is the patience; I just don’t have it.  I mean, especially when it comes to something so amazing and life changing for all involved.

Well, I have recently come to a conclusion on this subject.  The subject of  when are we going to be asked to adopt.

Thus far I have not heard God say, “Yes, that one is yours.”   I have felt Him working on something, but I have not been able to tell what was on the horizon.  That is, until now.

I think God has other plans for us in this season of our lives.  Maybe I should be more specific.

Last week, as I was holding our friends new baby in my arms, my husband looked over at me and said out loud, “Uh-oh.  Look what’s happening.”  He was making reference to the fact that I may get baby fever, and he’d better watch out!  Lol!  Makes me laugh so hard just typing this!  He cracks me up!

Why?

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Yes, we are expecting!!

I am still very early in this so I am asking everyone to pray for this new little one.   That little Low number 3 will be covered by God’s mighty hand.

Our first doctors appointment isn’t till September 26th,  so hard to be patient!!!  I am terrible at waiting for the good stuff! Oh, and this is how I’m sneakily telling my family. Surprise!

Healing And Truth

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Abortion can ruin a woman’s life.  It can destroy her emotionally, spiritually, and physically.  My heart breaks for all those babies who have lost their lives as well as all the women who felt they had no other choice but to give in and have an abortion.  I would actually like to hear from my readers on this!  Is abortion part of your story?  Have you decided to have an abortion and then changed your mind?  Do you know someone who has experienced either of these scenarios?  Please, I would love to hear about it – good or bad.   Why did you decide what you did?

Abortion is a touchy subject, I know, and I am fairly sure everyone who reads my blog knows where I stand on it.  However, I do understand that many women live with the scars of the choice they made at a vulnerable time and afterwards realized it was the wrong choice.  I pray for healing in your hearts, ladies, if this is you.  Some continue to choose abortion as their preferred method of birth control, which is so sad.    It is these women I pray for the most.  Not that I don’t pray for ALL of them, I just meant that it’s the women who go back for seconds and thirds and fourths I really pray for.

ALL life is precious.  Whether a child is healthy or not, has down syndrome or any other “defect” as so many call it, that child is perfect in the eyes of God.   All children are fearfully and wonderfully made and should be given the same chance at life as any other.  That is one reason why my heart breaks for the orphans.  They are seen as “defective” and aren’t even given a chance at all.   Makes my mommy heart so sad.

How precious…

I remember recently reading a story about a woman who was pregnant with twins and learned that one twin had a heart defect.   Let me repeat that, A HEART DEFECT.  Most heart defects are operable.  Anyway, following the advice of her doctor she agreed to terminate the one twin and keep the healthy one.  Once the procedure was over she discovered that they had aborted her healthy baby, and she was still pregnant with the “defective” one which she then had terminated as well.  Wow, really?  I obviously have not walked in her shoes and should not judge  but I still wonder how on earth one can make a decision like that?

Let me just say that this is just ONE case.  There are many more like it.

It saddens me that our world is so afraid of “different”.  In some countries, I have heard that orphanage staff  refuses to even touch children with down syndrome or autistism for fear they can catch it!    Oh my!  Why?  Again I would love to hear from my readers on this!  Why are people so afraid of “different”?

The link below will take you to a series of eye opening accounts from many different ex-abortion employees.  The testimonies you will hear are those of ultrasound technicians, nurses, administrative staff, etc.   It is a side of the dark and vastly growing world of abortion that I think we all need to hear.

It is shocking to hear so many say that those performing procedures were not even medically trained, how many women were seen as dollar signs and not people, how the staff purposefully kept patients in the dark regarding the risks and specifics about the procedure so they would not change their minds, and how many of these people became excited at the growing pile of dead babies in trash bags in their back room on a daily basis, because the more dead babies there were, the more money they would get.  This video does not show anything explicit.  However, it is a compelling series of interviews.  The link below will take you to parts 1 thru 4.

Once you have watched it, I would like to know your thoughts.  Is this new information for you?  What do you think about all this?

Part 1

Part 2

part 3

Some other tidbits you will find in this video series:

  • Providers at abortion clinics have been purposely prescribing low hormone birth control pills because they knew of the high failure rate and in turn guaranteed themselves repeat customers.
  • Many reports of women coming back for repeat abortions as in, more than 3 and even more than 5.
  •  A former abortion ultrasound technician tells about how she has witnessed what is called “silent scream”.  As the baby is being aborted, the baby appears to be screaming in the womb.  This haunting account also describes how she witnessed babies pull away from the abortion instruments, trying to get away.  Let me tell you, this made me shrivel inside.  Those babies feel what is being done to them.

This is part 4 which speaks about the above.

Part 4

You can find out more at http://prolifeaction.org/providers/

So?

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No big post today. I just have a question for my readers.

What did you think of the documentary in my post Abandoned?

I just want to know if it hit you all as hard as it hit me.  How did it make you feel?  What were your thoughts?

If you haven’t yet watched each segment, please take some time to do so.   The story of these children is one which needs to be heard and seen.   Once you have watched it, I would love to know your thoughts.    You can click on the word “Abandoned” above to go to the page where you will find the video links.

Thanks, friends!

Hope to hear from some of you soon!

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