So many have asked if I’m not able to have babies the good ol’ fashioned way. I’m sure those who ask mean well but if I don’t know your last name feel free to keep questions about my uterus to yourself.
Adoption was never my plan B if something else didn’t work. For many it is and to each his or her own, but for me it’s an expression of my faith. Jesus talks about reaching and caring for the poor countless times in the gospels and James tells us that true religion is caring for orphans and widows. As a follower of Jesus I have a responsibility to take action to what I read coupled with the leading of the Holy Spirit.
There are an estimated 17 million orphans in Africa and 2 million in Uganda alone and by God’s grace in just a few months there will be one less. That one will have a mommy and daddy. He’ll be showered with cuddles, kisses, and encouragement. He’ll know a life of love, grace, and faith. My obedience will be his blessing.
I’m passionate about adopting our son and I see just a glimpse of the passion of Jesus as we are adopted into his family. If you follow Jesus, adoption is your story and mine.
This is my Plan A.