I Corinthians 13 is one of the most well known passages in the Bible. I’ve heard it recited all of my life. In college, we read it at the beginning of every single one of my sorority meetings. I’ve attended several weddings where it was included as the scripture reading during the ceremony. This passage has meant different things to me at different times of my life.
At this season of life, I am particularly drawn to the quality of love, that is persistent, that doesn’t give up, that won’t let us down.
In October of 2012, we began the international adoption process and believed that we were going to welcome a little boy from Africa to our family in about 6-9 months. That’s the speed at which the adoption process was moving at the time.
In February of 2013, we were matched with a little boy. We were thrilled beyond belief to see his sweet face and waited patiently for weeks for his paperwork to arrive, so we could formally accept his referral. Before we were able to get that paperwork, our little boy became very sick and eventually passed away. We were devastated, angry and stunned. How could this happen? How could the little boy that we waited for and prayed for, die before we ever got to hold him?
We cried; we grieved; we wrestled with God. For five months, we waited (not so patiently), until we were once again matched, this time with a one month old little boy. His beautiful chocolate skin, tiny ringlet curls and big beautiful eyes had us captivated at first sight. We were in love. God had blessed us with not one, but two little boys through the gift of adoption.
Within five weeks of accepting his referral, the country we are adopting from, put a suspension in place on all inter-country adoptions. They stopped issuing “exit letters” to all adopted children, meaning that although we would become Daniel’s legal parents in December of 2013, responsible for him in all ways, we are not allowed to bring him home.
So we sit here, after two years since beginning the adoption process, one year after becoming his legal parents, and tons of paperwork, tears and heartache later, and yet we would never dream of giving up.
LOVE NEVER FAILS.
No matter what the government may say.
No matter how long we have to pay monthly installments for someone else to care for him.
No matter how many times our hearts break because we can’t hold him.
No matter how long it takes.
No matter how many miles we have to travel.
WE WILL BRING HIM HOME!
We serve a God who never fails us. And because we trust that God has led us down this road, we will continue to have faith, hope, and love. The scripture says, love “always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails”.
We would love it if you would join with us in believing that God is #BringingDanielHome. Would you consider purchasing one of our t-shirts? Your support will help cover our past travel expenses for our trip this October to apply for Daniel’s visa, as well as our future travel expenses when we go to pick him up.
We’d love to see you wearing our shirts and encourage you to take a picture and tag us! Then, some day, hopefully soon, we hope to all be wearing them in the Nashville airport as we bring Daniel home!
The shirts are Unisex, Super Soft, Dark Heather Navy, and come in sizes XS-2XL. They are $20 each + flat rate shipping of $5, no matter how many you order. If you are local you do not have to pay shipping.
To order, please click on this link and fill out the Google form (helps me keep all of the orders straight!) http://goo.gl/forms/ECPFs73fNu
Then pay by check, PayPal (pay to firstname.lastname@example.org) call me for a credit card payment, or in person with cash.
If the form intimidates you, you can always message me here on Facebook and just give me your order.
The shirts were created by our dear friend, Linda Scotto, who we fell in love with while visiting Daniel, and whose daughter Miriam, stole our hearts when she sang “I am not forgotten”. You can check out Linda’s fabulous business at http://teeswithapurpose.com
As always, please only order if you actually like the t-shirts and have the money to spare. Roger and I have been SO fortunate to have the things we have and we will always find a way to support our son. We know how fortunate we are, and would never want anyone feeling like we are looking for handouts.