You are in for a treat today! Welcome guest blogger Kim, from Mom Tried It. Kim does all kinds of craft projects and other neat-o things and shares them with the world! For example, her Rice Cake Revamp. Oh boy, my kids are going to love that!! But today, she’s sharing a personal story that will tug at our heartstrings! Leave a comment and let Kim know how special she is!
Never underestimate the voice you have with your blog. It doesn’t matter the size of your audience or what you think your reach is. There are always factors at work bigger than you.
About 6 months ago, my husband and I felt like God was preparing us for something. Something BIG. We had no idea what was in store for us, but we prayed for guidance. I started to get this gnawing feeling that I was supposed to looking into the adoption process. My first thought – NO WAY!! I have a 12 month old and a 3 year old (at the time). I’m good. In fact, I am so good that I had a tubal ligation (tubes tied).
So I ignored the feeling. Obviously I must be in some hormonal surge due to my cycle. It will pass.
A couple of months later, I still felt the lingering nudges, but this time I didn’t want to acknowledge them for a different reason. I was afraid to bring it up to my husband. Let’s face it, by the time he comes home from work, I have worked through all of my patience. I’m trying to get dinner cooked while refereeing entertaining two young children. He thinks I go crazy with the two we have now (and he is right sometimes). I could just imagine what he would say if I mentioned adding more to the mix. Here is a picture of me with my two now.
One day while my son was at preschool and my daughter napped, I got on my computer to do some work for my blog and try to get the hang of twitter (I was having serious issues adjusting to twitter). I was on twitter for about 5 minutes and all of a sudden I saw #AdoptUSkids hashtag every where. So I check it out. Turns out Amy Lupold Bair (@resourcefulmom) was hosting a twitter party in the middle of the day about adoption. Now I am not the most well versed person on twitter, but I have caught on that parties usually happen in the evening. Not during the middle of the day. So I chimed in and got some cool information. I start thinking about it more and more. I go to different websites and see faces of children that need loving homes. Despite ALL of my flaws, I am a loving person and a loving mother. My heart aches and yearns for these children, but I still do nothing.
Two days later, count ‘em: one-two, I am reading this very blog. I see this guest post, by Nicole Wick. I read a beautifully woven story about a woman that found faith, devotion, and love in Hannah’s story (in 1 Samuel of the Bible). She goes through things about Hannah that I never thought of. The wishes Hannah may have had, her longing, her devotion, her faith, and the biggest – her love. I never looked at the birth mother’s point of view like that before. I had always imagined a completely different scenario.
Nicole’s post was exquisite. The most compelling part is that Nicole was adopted as a very young child. This post sat on my heart all day.
Now picture me sitting on my couch with my fingers in my ears chanting “la la la la, I can’t hear you.” That is how I was feeling. That is what my head was telling God. Well thank goodness that He is more powerful than my stubbornness. That night I talked with my husband about adoption. We had discussed it in the past (a few times), but it was something we were considering down the road. You know 10-15 years from now, not anything immediate. The conversation went better than I thought it would. We agreed to continue praying about it.
A week later my son starts talking about little boys and girls that don’t have Mommies and Daddies and how it makes him sad. He refuses to be out of my sight for over a week. When asked about it, he says that God told him all about those kids. They are called orphans.
One morning he comes up to me and says, “Mommy, you know those kids with no Mommies and Daddies? I am not sad for them any more. God told me that one of them is going to come live with us and we will be his family.”
The next day I get a brochure from an adoption agency in my mailbox. It is addressed to a family with a completely different name (I mean not even close to ours), a street address that could never be mistaken for ours, and in a different city than ours (WAY different).
So…God has a few marketing tricks up his sleeve! I got hit with some subtle nudges. Then I got hit with a social media campaign. A direct reference and recommendation soon followed. A direct mailer arrived in my mailbox. All followed up by an onslaught of word of mouth references. It seemed everywhere I went, I ran into people that were adopting, had been adopted, or were in the foster care system as a child.
I finally got it. My husband and I started looking into the adoption process through the foster care system. We are currently taking our required classes for licensing in our state. We have had home visits and filled out mounds of paperwork. If all goes as scheduled, we should be licensed foster/adoptive parents by the middle of April.
There are still more decisions that need to be made on our part, I am glad we got it before God decided I needed to be hit by a bus with a big adoption ad on the side of it.
While there were many factors that weighed in on our decision to pursue adoption, I cannot dismiss the fact that this blog had a huge part in preparing my heart. I don’t know how many readers Sarah has, but I am just one of them. Her blog had a big impact on my life.
So I tell you again. Never underestimate the voice you have with your blog. It doesn’t matter the size of your audience or what you think your reach is. There are always factors at work bigger than you.
And as if God didn’t put ALL the pieces together perfectly, I found out there is another #adoptUSkids Twitter event again tomorrow (Tuesday, February 23)!! Visit Resourceful Mommy for the info and to RSVP.