I Don't Want....

Let me preface this by saying I would do anything...anything for my precious children. I don't always WANT to do some things but I do because I love them and because they NEED me. It is the same for Little One...believe me....I don't WANT to have to get on a plane. I am scared of flying. I don't WANT to be in the air for half a day.

I don't WANT to be away from the P's for a month.

I don't WANT to scrape up extra money and fundraise having to explain to every person who asks "why in the world does this cost so much!"

I don't WANT to emerge myself in a country whose language and customs are completely foreign...because let's face it I like my everyday routine. Flying to a far away land for a month, eating food I can't pronounce hasn't ever been high up on my list.

I don't WANT to experience the raised eyebrows when I tell people we are adopting internationally...because here and there we encounter those who say "what about kids in OUR country?!"

And then I get to gently explain...how there are children EVERYWHERE around the entire world who need families.

When God showed us HIS heart for orphans He was very specific in where our family was to go.

And that was to a place I had barely heard of...a place which was not even on our radar. Through a series of events which we are acutely aware passed through God's hands first we were taken to one specific child, in one little corner of the world.

 I believe if God burdens your heart over adoption and you truly pray about that...He will show you exactly where your child is.

And geographic location means NOTHING to God.

We are to go wherever He asks us to go.

God didn't ask Eli and I what we WANT.

He asked us to GO.