Just weeks before we got travel approval, Ken came to me in the evening and said, "We can't take our bio kids with us to China. We just don't have the money." My heart sank into my stomach. We had been counting down for one year, planning and talking with our kids about traveling to China to meet their brothers. They had given up an amazing cruise vacation for us to adopt. My middle child didn't even like being away from us for one night, so spending one month on the other side of the globe just seemed impossible.
Before we went to bed that night, I told Ken, "I don't know how, but our kids will go with us. God will do something, so I'm not going to worry." Easy to say, difficult to do. I think I cried myself to sleep and I vividly remember feeling sick to my stomach, but still had a deep, unreasonable feeling that God would work it out.
The next day, a friend messaged Ken out of the blue and asked him to meet for coffee. When they sat down, the friend said, "God keeps telling my wife and me to do something to help you guys. What else do you need?"
I must add that this couple had already done much in regards to our adoption of the boys, so for him to be asking what he could do seemed like too much. Ken mentioned our airfare concerns we had discussed the night before. Turns out, this friend was in a unique position to help us with airfare so that we only had to pay a tiny fraction of the cost for flights.
|A toast to our 13-hour date|
Being able to sleep on the way there, having an endless supply of food, being pampered in ways we were not accustomed, were all so much fun and a great way to celebrate our transition from a family of 5 to a family of 7!
On the way home, a couple of the older kids were sick, so their being able to lie down and sleep was a great comfort. (All seven of us getting back to the US together was a miracle story on its own, so read it if you haven't yet. It's a 3-part story, so click "newer" after reading the first and second entries. We had three flight attendants separately tell us that they had no idea how we managed to do what we did. According to their rosters it just didn't make sense. I love those unexplainables.)
It all came from God's hand and people listening to what God was asking them. We are forever grateful to God and to our precious friends (a number of friends, acquaintances, and even strangers) who cared about us and listened to that calling, even when it was difficult for them. This story continues to be a constant reminder that I need to listen and then do what God is asking of me.
Now to Him who is able to do far more abundantly than all we ask or imagine, according to the power at work within us, to HIM be the glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever.
|Kenzie, visiting Hannah's sea|
|Huge "pods" where we could stretch out, |
eat, watch TV, and sleep.