So when preparing this one for our departure to Haiti, we kept discussing how there are some precious kids in the world that do not have a mommy or daddy to take care of them. And what an honor it is that God has asked us to help Him look after them, make sure they have food & shelter, and even love on them in person whenever the opportunity arises (and it always arises). One particular evening while tucking her in, the discussion came up again and she got quiet, really quiet (she never gets quiet). Seconds tick slowly by. Then she must have worked something out in her mind…
She exclaims, “I know! All those kids without mommies & daddies can come live with us.”
I nod. Lump in my throat. Kinda proud of her little, wise heart.
Then silence again. Thinking. Thinking. Thinking.
Something is not right. I figured she has realized that more children = more sharing = less stuff for her, or something selfish like that. Boy, was I wrong…
“But wait,” she says, “we don’t have enough car seats!”
Then this gem. “Never mind. We can just get some from Grandma’s car.”
So that settles it. Bring’em all home.
And my cynic heart can’t help but think, “Oh, if only it were that easy little one.”
Or is it? Could it be that the only real obstacle to bringing more children home is not having enough car seats?
And then I am reminded of what the Bible says about the faith of a child.
“Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. Truly I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.” Mark 10:14-15
“Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.” Matthew 18:4
Lord, grant us the childlike faith not to overthink things & try to make obedience to your Word more complicated than buying a few more car seats.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I am in no way minimizing the difficult process of adoption. Been there, done that. The money. The paperwork. The heartache. The waiting.
Oh, the waiting. Waiting to be chosen. Waiting for documents to be processed & approved. Waiting for a referral. Waiting for approval letters & travel dates. Waiting for court dates. Waiting, and more agonizing waiting.
Ashley Ann of Under the Sycamore shares all about this bittersweet journey on her blog. You can read it here. That is an order.
But, what if. What if we dared to answer this call?
What if, with the faith of a child, we went to the store to buy another car seat?
Then left the rest to God. “Mercy to the needy is a loan to God, and God pays back those loans in full” ~ Proverbs 19:17, The Message.
Or, perhaps, just go get one out of Grandma’s car.