How it all began

I just wanted to let those of you who may not know the story of our adoption in on how it all began. Here goes.

We can't take them all.....but we could take one. I thought to myself as I sat weeping watching the video of 20 or more orphaned children in Uganda at Amani Baby Cottage. A team of BWO missionaries had gone to love on these beautiful babies and toddlers. I could not stand the thought of these little ones living their whole lives without a mommy and daddy to call their own. My mama heart cried out for these forgotten ones.

Now, if you know me then you know my heart cries out for injustice. This was not the first time I felt drawn to the hurting. It is who I am. This thought was not a revelation and I was not about to treat it like one. I made a plan in my crazy head that I would not say anything to Adam. I always rope him into my nutball schemes and this one involved a lifetime commitment. Nope, I was keeping my mouth shut for sure. I told the Lord that day that if this thought was from him He would have to tell Adam.

Driving home from Church that day with our 3 little ones in the back. We talked about what we saw. Adam said that his daddy heart rises up when he sees hurting children. Kids without a daddy. That he would love to take them all up into his arms...{wait for it}...That we could not take them all, but we could take one. HA. If you have been paying attention to this little story you will notice that that is EXACTLY what I thought!

And so our journey began.