Adoption Month

It's November, and I love the fact that it's national Adoption month. It seems so fitting that Thanksgiving falls in this month too, because to me they go hand in hand. I'm so thankful that the Lord made adoption a part of our life story.

I had ZERO intentions of adopting a child when my husband, Jeremy, approached me about it a couple of years back... I actually asked God to close the door because I thought that making such a leap of faith was scary. Yes, I cared about vulnerable children, and thought that Christians should step up and take care of them...but I was hoping that my part would be bringing meals to those who were called to adopt/foster. I couldn't imagine bringing a stranger into my house and calling him my own... and having to love him as my own. But I felt God telling me that I needed to just trust Him and at least start the process. 

Our story is different than most because it happened so fast- two months to be exact. One day, we got a call that a baby boy that was 8 days old needed a home because it wasn’t going to work out with some other families ahead of us. As soon as I hung up the phone with the agency, I felt such an urgency to get to him. It would have been easy to say it was too soon, and that we weren't ready (because we weren't). But God knew that Crosby (who's birth name was Jeremy) was meant to be our son.

Connecting with him took some time. It wasn't instantaneous like you often hear about. I can't tell you the exact moment that it happened, but the Lord changed and softened my heart over our first six months together. The baby I was originally praying would not be a part of our lives, has ended up being the missing piece of our family of five. When I look at him I'm reminded of God’s sovereignty and faithfulness our lives. And though it hasn't been the easiest 4 years of our lives, I take comfort in knowing that I have a Heavenly Father who has our lives planned out. And I'm forever grateful for my sweet boy that he brought to us.

-Norma