I have been working on putting together a blog of what has been going on over the past few weeks, but seeing as so much emotion is involved it has been difficult to put into words what we are experiencing. In the meantime...
I will be in Ohio from September 17th to October 1st. I am also using that time to get stuff that is harder to get and/or are just way more expensive here (including some very early Christmas shopping). I have put together a "baby registry" on Amazon and it is under "Carissa Chapin".
Here is a breakdown of everything on the registry because I know that I enjoy buying gifts knowing who they are going to :) Would you consider helping us out with stuff around the house and helping us prepare a fun Christmas for the kids?
Books:
A bilingual bible for Jose.
3 Minute Devotional Book for Jose.
Jesus Calling for Kids so that we have a good devotional book to read to the kids every night.
Because I love You, Topsy-Turvy Kingdom, A Max Lucado Children's Treasury, and The Wonderful World of Wemmicks... all books that teach of Gods love and purpose on our lives.
For the House:
We have a big problem with some of our rooms echoing a ton, so on the list there are blankets to hang up as decorations to help limit the echos. Star Wars for the boys room, sunflowers for the girls room and the sloth for the play room.
We are about to redecorate our main bathroom because it is in bad need of a spruce up, we will be decorating with dinosaurs so we have a fun shower curtain picked out.
Therapy:
Light up gloves for sensory play for Christian
Christmas presents:
Baby Doll Wheelchairs for both Teresita and Genesis
Star Nightlight for Roxana
Ball Pit for Paola
Repeating Panda for Cristina
Interactive Corgi Toy for Danilo
If you are able to help out, please make sure the orders are placed before September 17th, so that I know what we have and can make other plans. Also, if anyone in the Troy area has an extra suit case or two that wouldn't be a problem to part with, it would be a huge help! (that way I will not have to pay to take multiple empty bags to the states just to bring stuff back down). IF you are able to help out with the suitcases, please message me through facebook.
Whether or not you can help with the list, your thoughts and prayers and continued support are very much appreciated! We also want to thank you everyone for your continued prayers through this very emotionally difficult time, we can not express our gratitude enough!
miércoles, 21 de agosto de 2019
jueves, 16 de mayo de 2019
Being a special needs, foster mom means...
I want to start out by saying, this is not me saying any type of mom is any better or worse than another... this is simply me sharing my experiences as a mom to help others see a VERY SMALL glimpse into our daily lives, both the struggles and joys that come along with it. This is also written about moms simply because I am writing from my own point of view, but this is just as applicable to dads as well.
BEING A MOM MEANS...
interpreting the cries and kissing the skinned knees.
cooking and cleaning.
disciplining and raising a good, respectful child.
being an example to your children.
school and activity pickups and drop offs.
laundry, laundry and more laundry.
constant clothes shopping because kids never stop growing and/or destroying their clothes.
BEING A SPECIAL NEEDS MOM MEANS....
a whole new level of care.
interpreting the cries all through life (if your child is nonverbal).
a life of spoon feeding and diaper changes.
one appointment after the next.
searching for babysitters that are comfortable caring for all the needs of your child.
life long caregiving (and the constant fear of what will happen to your child if something happens to you).
almost every activity and every outing must be altered to include that child.
having to tell your child "Im sorry, but you just can't do that because of ____".
comforting your child after they have had their hopes crushed time and time again because their needs stop them from joining in.
reminding your child that being different is not a bad thing.
watching your child struggle to complete "simple" every-day tasks.
being asked "which of your kids are completely normal?"
BEING A FOSTER MOM MEANS...
having people treat you like you aren't a real mom because your story is different from theirs.
always having the fear that that call will come and it will be time to say goodbye.
not always being called "mom" because you have to respect the fact that that child has another family.
hiding some painful truths from your child about their biological family, because there is no reason to add pain to an already hurting child.
fearing the following days after visitation day because of regression.
dealing with Reactive Attachment Disorder.
when talking about your family, being told "when you have your own kids, you will do things differently".
being told "when you have biological kids, you will love them differently then the ones you have now".
having to follow certain rules and regulations on how to raise your child.
knowing that if that child leaves you may never see them again.
accepting that that child is your everything... but tomorrow they may be calling someone else their family.
having your child yell "you're not my mom!" at you.
always being told "I could never foster, I would get too attached."
people assuming that the love you have for your foster child is somehow different from the love they have for their child.
if your child passes away people pretending like it's no big deal because they weren't your biological child, even though it feels as though your world is falling apart.
BEING A SPECIAL NEEDS, FOSTER MOM....
SUCKS!
BUT IT MEANS....
seeing hope in the eyes of a child who came to you with no hope at all.
finding a system of communication for a child who has never had a voice.
providing a comforting and safe environment to kids who so badly need it.
seeing a child who was previously unable to move around independently moving their chair on their own.
celebrating birthday's of kids who have never had that kind of affection before.
teaching kids about the love of God.
praising a child for an accomplishment and seeing the joy in their eyes because they have never heard that kind of encouragement.
learning every aspect of an autistic child's behavior so that you can help them live their happiest life.
fighting on behalf of a child who has never experienced that kind of love before.
being the family (even if only for a little while) to a child who has only ever lived in an institution.
hugs and kisses out the wazoo!
getting to love a child who has never experienced love before.
BEING A MOM MEANS...
interpreting the cries and kissing the skinned knees.
cooking and cleaning.
disciplining and raising a good, respectful child.
being an example to your children.
school and activity pickups and drop offs.
laundry, laundry and more laundry.
constant clothes shopping because kids never stop growing and/or destroying their clothes.
BEING A SPECIAL NEEDS MOM MEANS....
a whole new level of care.
interpreting the cries all through life (if your child is nonverbal).
a life of spoon feeding and diaper changes.
one appointment after the next.
searching for babysitters that are comfortable caring for all the needs of your child.
life long caregiving (and the constant fear of what will happen to your child if something happens to you).
almost every activity and every outing must be altered to include that child.
having to tell your child "Im sorry, but you just can't do that because of ____".
comforting your child after they have had their hopes crushed time and time again because their needs stop them from joining in.
reminding your child that being different is not a bad thing.
watching your child struggle to complete "simple" every-day tasks.
being asked "which of your kids are completely normal?"
BEING A FOSTER MOM MEANS...
having people treat you like you aren't a real mom because your story is different from theirs.
always having the fear that that call will come and it will be time to say goodbye.
not always being called "mom" because you have to respect the fact that that child has another family.
hiding some painful truths from your child about their biological family, because there is no reason to add pain to an already hurting child.
fearing the following days after visitation day because of regression.
dealing with Reactive Attachment Disorder.
when talking about your family, being told "when you have your own kids, you will do things differently".
being told "when you have biological kids, you will love them differently then the ones you have now".
having to follow certain rules and regulations on how to raise your child.
knowing that if that child leaves you may never see them again.
accepting that that child is your everything... but tomorrow they may be calling someone else their family.
having your child yell "you're not my mom!" at you.
always being told "I could never foster, I would get too attached."
people assuming that the love you have for your foster child is somehow different from the love they have for their child.
if your child passes away people pretending like it's no big deal because they weren't your biological child, even though it feels as though your world is falling apart.
BEING A SPECIAL NEEDS, FOSTER MOM....
SUCKS!
BUT IT MEANS....
seeing hope in the eyes of a child who came to you with no hope at all.
finding a system of communication for a child who has never had a voice.
providing a comforting and safe environment to kids who so badly need it.
seeing a child who was previously unable to move around independently moving their chair on their own.
celebrating birthday's of kids who have never had that kind of affection before.
teaching kids about the love of God.
praising a child for an accomplishment and seeing the joy in their eyes because they have never heard that kind of encouragement.
learning every aspect of an autistic child's behavior so that you can help them live their happiest life.
fighting on behalf of a child who has never experienced that kind of love before.
being the family (even if only for a little while) to a child who has only ever lived in an institution.
hugs and kisses out the wazoo!
getting to love a child who has never experienced love before.
martes, 16 de abril de 2019
Life
To be honest, it has been so long since my last update that I don't really know what to say or where to go with this. I have tried writing updates multiple times, but with some of the difficulties we have had to go through in the last 9 months, it is hard to put everything into words. So, I don't know what else to do but a quick month by month updates with pictures.
July
Daniel returned home to his mother. Even though we knew from the beginning of him joining our family that this was the end goal, it was still so, very hard to make the transition. I miss him so much, but we are so glad to know he is with someone who loves him so much.
August
We received Wellington (13 years old) and Jose (11 years old) from another home. Both boys have mild Cerebral Palsy and are mentally their age (so dealing with a pre-teen and a teenager has been quite a stressful task, but we are making it through). That meant our family consisted of Stevie, me and 11 kids!
September
Was a horrible month... Our beautiful, little Yasmin went to be with Jesus.
October
Not at all important, but I got my tattoo (that previously only had Thanias name) expanded...
"by your grace, it is well"
November
Stevie and I celebrated our 1 year anniversary! My how time flies!
December
Of course CHRISTMAS!
January
I was having some very small health problems over the previous few months and I was finally diagnosed with PCOS... Thats really nothing in comparison to everything with the kids, its just something that has been going on in life.
February
I am honestly not sure how to talk about February.... it was one of the longest, most stressful months of my life. Stevie and I felt we were long overdue for a fresh start, so we began interviewing ladies to be our new nannies. With broken hearts we began looking for a new place for Wellington to live. This was not something we wanted, but it was something that we were legally obligated to do.
March
Wellington finally had his court hearing and he was actually sent back to his biological father. There was so much uncertainty with his whole case, which was the main cause of stress. We had been praying for a miracle and we believe that him going home is the miracle we were asking for. The new nannies began working for us.... so that meant training and all the stress that comes because of that, but we love them and they are amazing! Such a good fit for our family. The last 2 weeks of March were when life actually began to calm down a bit and my stress has finally reached the lowest point it has been probably since summer 2017 (shortly after we opened the home). Praise GOD!
Oh.... and baseball season started!!!!!! Go CUBS!!!!
July
Daniel returned home to his mother. Even though we knew from the beginning of him joining our family that this was the end goal, it was still so, very hard to make the transition. I miss him so much, but we are so glad to know he is with someone who loves him so much.
August
We received Wellington (13 years old) and Jose (11 years old) from another home. Both boys have mild Cerebral Palsy and are mentally their age (so dealing with a pre-teen and a teenager has been quite a stressful task, but we are making it through). That meant our family consisted of Stevie, me and 11 kids!
September
Was a horrible month... Our beautiful, little Yasmin went to be with Jesus.
October
Not at all important, but I got my tattoo (that previously only had Thanias name) expanded...
"by your grace, it is well"
November
Stevie and I celebrated our 1 year anniversary! My how time flies!
December
Of course CHRISTMAS!
January
I was having some very small health problems over the previous few months and I was finally diagnosed with PCOS... Thats really nothing in comparison to everything with the kids, its just something that has been going on in life.
February
I am honestly not sure how to talk about February.... it was one of the longest, most stressful months of my life. Stevie and I felt we were long overdue for a fresh start, so we began interviewing ladies to be our new nannies. With broken hearts we began looking for a new place for Wellington to live. This was not something we wanted, but it was something that we were legally obligated to do.
March
Wellington finally had his court hearing and he was actually sent back to his biological father. There was so much uncertainty with his whole case, which was the main cause of stress. We had been praying for a miracle and we believe that him going home is the miracle we were asking for. The new nannies began working for us.... so that meant training and all the stress that comes because of that, but we love them and they are amazing! Such a good fit for our family. The last 2 weeks of March were when life actually began to calm down a bit and my stress has finally reached the lowest point it has been probably since summer 2017 (shortly after we opened the home). Praise GOD!
April
So far this month has been fairly calm... however we do have a child's hearing next week that is a very sensitive one. Please pray that the judge will make the best for this child's life and that God will protect them and their future (and please pray for us as this is very difficult not knowing what will happen).
So thats about it. I am so sorry that I have done such a poor job of keeping you all updated, but with the heartbreak that was popping up every couple months it has became very hard to put everything into words and actually write about life. I am working very hard at getting my personal schedule more organized and consistent so I am very hopeful that this will be the start of me doing better at updating. Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers!
jueves, 12 de julio de 2018
June Craziness
The past month or so has not at all been what I had expected. The Fraley family over the past few years is truly like a second family to me, they are amazing! Well, on the morning of June 5th I got word that the one of their boys, James, was in the ICU and the next day got the devastating new that their other son, Xander, unexpectedly passed away. While still laying in bed, I turned to Stevie and said, "I'm right that there is no way we can afford for me to go be with them, right?" and he responded, "I think we need to make it be alright." The following days were stressful as we tried to sort out the details of everything and dealing with the U.S. embassy to get my passport back (it had been there because of dealing with my name change). Finally everything was figured out, I flew out on June 10th. Stevie, being the amazing husband and father that he is, insisted that I head to Ohio for 2 weeks and that he would stay behind to hold down the fort. My awesome brother, Jeremiah stayed around the house an extra lot to help out. (Did I mention how incredible my husband is?!?!)
We got in late Sunday night (Taryn went too. She had been planning on taking a trip to the states later this year, but bumped up her trip considering the circumstances). Tuesday evening my dad did a beautiful marmoreal service celebrating the wonderful life of Xander.
Boy do I miss his smile!
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I even got to visit James in the hospital
I was so happy to get to spend some time with my in-laws, my sister and her family and a few friends. (Sadly, I just kept forgetting to take pictures so this is basically all of them
:( )
I absolutely hated the circumstances of me being there, but I had such a good time with everyone... but man was it hard being away from Stevie and the kids. I am so thankful for the time I got to spend with everyone. Please continue to pray for Guy and Amy and the kids as they continue to figure out life after tragedy.
jueves, 8 de marzo de 2018
Worthy of the Calling
As you know we have been praying and trying to figure out what Gods next step is for us and we have come to a decision... Guatemala is home to us and for this moment in our lives it is going to stay that way. Through this confusing year of figuring out where I/(then it changed to) we were supposed to go, God has definitely put Liberia on our hearts, and I don't know what that will mean for our futures. Maybe we will just continue to be prayer partners with the people on the ground there, maybe down the road we will still end up there or maybe God has something completely different planned for us.... I have no idea. It truly has been a very big, full and crazy year and I really am unsure of what that means for the future, but for the moment we are here. We get to minister to the people of Guatemala, we get to love on our 9 amazing (albeit often quite ornery and defiant) children and we get to grow in our relationship with God and with each other in a country we both know and love. We get to strive each and every day to live the way God has called us and to raise our children to know and love Him. Thank you for all your continued prayer and support, we need it now more than ever as our home continues to grow.
martes, 6 de febrero de 2018
Love Until You Break
Time and time again, I have heard the phrase "love until it hurts", and there is so much truth to that. But sometimes, it goes further than that. I can say from experience, it doesn't always stop there, often hurt ends up breaking you. You find yourself wondering if you can continue... Sometimes it's you wondering if you can continue in your job, or your calling, and sometimes it's you wondering if you can continue in life.
On January 19th, we lost our little Analia. When we got the call back in May, wondering if we would accept this little girl, we knew she would die in our care (she had a rare condition that made her a terminal case). Because of this, I wanted to say no to her. I didn't want to open myself up to love someone so much, to become her mom and love her as my own, if I would just have to say goodbye to her (I knew that that was not the right way to approach the situation, but that is what my emotions were saying). Taryn had a level head about it, she knew we had to say yes to this little girl because she needed our love. Taryn was my voice of reasoning. At Analia's funeral, as Stevie and the other guys lowered our little girl into the ground, I leaned over to Taryn and through tears said, "Thank you for convincing me that we needed to take her".
On Saturday we had to say goodbye to our Samuel. He has been with us since June and has brought so much joy, energy and noise to this house. His family situation is rough and we thought he would be with us long term, seeing as his previous court hearing he was told he would never be able to be returned to his aunt and uncle (who, up until this point, were the only people who showed any interest in Samuel). But on January 30th our hearts broke as we were informed that a brother (who Samuel didn't seem to recognize at all) showed up out of nowhere and said that he wanted Samuel. We love Samuel like crazy, he is our boy, but we had no choice but to send him away.
On January 19th, we lost our little Analia. When we got the call back in May, wondering if we would accept this little girl, we knew she would die in our care (she had a rare condition that made her a terminal case). Because of this, I wanted to say no to her. I didn't want to open myself up to love someone so much, to become her mom and love her as my own, if I would just have to say goodbye to her (I knew that that was not the right way to approach the situation, but that is what my emotions were saying). Taryn had a level head about it, she knew we had to say yes to this little girl because she needed our love. Taryn was my voice of reasoning. At Analia's funeral, as Stevie and the other guys lowered our little girl into the ground, I leaned over to Taryn and through tears said, "Thank you for convincing me that we needed to take her".
Love until you break.
On Saturday we had to say goodbye to our Samuel. He has been with us since June and has brought so much joy, energy and noise to this house. His family situation is rough and we thought he would be with us long term, seeing as his previous court hearing he was told he would never be able to be returned to his aunt and uncle (who, up until this point, were the only people who showed any interest in Samuel). But on January 30th our hearts broke as we were informed that a brother (who Samuel didn't seem to recognize at all) showed up out of nowhere and said that he wanted Samuel. We love Samuel like crazy, he is our boy, but we had no choice but to send him away.
Love until you break.
I have read that there is a Japanese art of fixing pottery called Kintsugi. This is a centuries-old technique that uses a special lacquer (mixed with platinum, silver or gold) to put broken pottery back together. This technique is used to celebrate the potteries history and beautify and strengthen the pottery as a whole, rather than to hide the broken parts.
I think that this is a beautiful representation of what God does in us. Everyone says "God will let you bend, but he wont let you break." I do not believe that to be true. He does let us break, he just promises that He will always be there to pick us up and put us back together. He allows us to break so that we can be turned into the beautiful, strengthened creation that he wants us to be. Right now, it's pretty impossible to see why God took Analia away and why he sent Samuel back to his family. I don't know why or how God is using these thing to shape us, but I trust that he is, and I trust that he also knows what he is doing through all of this.
So, open yourself up, be vulnerable... love until you break.
I think that this is a beautiful representation of what God does in us. Everyone says "God will let you bend, but he wont let you break." I do not believe that to be true. He does let us break, he just promises that He will always be there to pick us up and put us back together. He allows us to break so that we can be turned into the beautiful, strengthened creation that he wants us to be. Right now, it's pretty impossible to see why God took Analia away and why he sent Samuel back to his family. I don't know why or how God is using these thing to shape us, but I trust that he is, and I trust that he also knows what he is doing through all of this.
So, open yourself up, be vulnerable... love until you break.
viernes, 26 de enero de 2018
Prayer for future
I will have a blog post about our little, Analia coming very soon, but I was working on this post before she passed, so I decided to get this out while I continue working on the new one...
I am writing this blog post simply to inform everyone on where Stevie and I are at the moment and ask for your prayers for wisdom. I am going to be open and honest about all of our thoughts and feelings so that all of you can see that we are trying to figure out our next steps, but we are in no way taking them lightly. We are bathing this in prayer and we just need others to step up and pray with us and for us. This is also a random compilation of our thoughts, so it is not written very well, and I'm sorry about that, but there is really no smooth way of doing a post like this.
A few weeks ago my dad sat down with me and Stevie because he said that he and some others have not seen a passion and a drive from us to get to Liberia. He was in no way being critical or judgmental, just making a statement and asking us where our passion is. After some talking both Stevie and I confirmed that our passion and love is here in Guatemala, but that in no way would that stop us from following Gods call. So my dads next question was, how confident were we in Gods call to Liberia... That was a hard question to answer. Basically, in February of last year, I felt God telling me that there was something new ahead of me. I prayed that he would show my Dad what that was, and about 3 days later (without knowing that I had been praying this way), my dad approached me about going to Liberia. After some time praying together, it just felt right, so I made the commitment and started taking the steps towards that (packing up life in Uganda and returning to Guatemala until everything was ready for me to head to Liberia). In the meantime, me and Taryn started up the second group home in Guatemala, and Stevie and I started a relationship. Here we are, starting 2018 married with 9 kids, and we have no idea what is ahead.
On the other side, in Liberia they have been working so, very, hard to prepare for us to get there. They are hiring new staff, people who are doing amazing work. Through all of the "preparation" for us to join them, some amazing changes have been made to get this home organized and make huge improvements in the care of these children. One of my first thoughts was, "If they have been preparing so much, how can we pull out now?"... But then I realized, what if they needed a "commitment" from us to get this portion of the ministry off the ground? What if this home really is supposed to be fully run by Liberians, but they just needed a push to get it off the ground, and God used us for that (I am not saying that this is the case, I am just voicing my thoughts)? Our friends there on the ground have made it clear that they know God has everything in control, and they just want us in Gods will whether that is here or there. They have relieved us of any prior commitments to them for the time being, and are praying with us and for us as we seek God's will for our future.
Ever since I felt the personal call to missions, I made a promise that a relationship with a guy would never get in the way of Gods call on my life. I can honestly say that this relationship, this marriage, is not what has made us unexcited to go to Liberia. It is our strong love for these kids, our kids, that has kept us from having the excitement of getting to Liberia. We really do love these kids as our own, and the thought of leaving them breaks our hearts. We hurt so much at even the thought of moving away..... However sometimes God calls us to things that are impossibly difficult.
Over the years, I have met so many people that have stated with certainty that God was calling them to do _______ (fill in the blank), but then they meet someone, or they go back to school, or they get a new job, and suddenly Gods calling no longer seems important. To be honest, I have been so frustrated with person after person who has done this, that it has impaired my ability to think and pray in the correct way concerning the possibility of staying here. My frustration with these people has very much been a factor in trying to make this decision because I don't want people to judge me the way I have judged others. God is really changing my heart on that. God has reminded me that I don't know their whole story. And that is why I am trying to tell the whole story. No matter the outcome of this decision, I want you all to know that this is not a decision we take lightly. This decision affects our families, our marriage, our ministry... our entire lives.
Basically, we have no idea what is going to happen (and sorry again for the awkward writing, as it is just a bunch thoughts just thrown together). Both Stevie and I are willing to go and willing to do whatever God asks of us no matter how hard it is, we are just waiting on word from him. We are praying and seeking God's will for our lives. Not only that, we are also seeking counseling from a few people who are close to us, and that we consider to be very wise and Godly people. But we do not want opinions of others clouding our judgement as we seek God in making this huge life decision. So, respectfully, please do not write us giving us your thoughts and opinions. Instead, please be praying for us for wisdom, clarity of mind, and word from God as to what our next step is. We are willing to follow Him anywhere and we are willing to do anything He wants from us.
Thank you all for your prayers, support and encouragement.
I am writing this blog post simply to inform everyone on where Stevie and I are at the moment and ask for your prayers for wisdom. I am going to be open and honest about all of our thoughts and feelings so that all of you can see that we are trying to figure out our next steps, but we are in no way taking them lightly. We are bathing this in prayer and we just need others to step up and pray with us and for us. This is also a random compilation of our thoughts, so it is not written very well, and I'm sorry about that, but there is really no smooth way of doing a post like this.
A few weeks ago my dad sat down with me and Stevie because he said that he and some others have not seen a passion and a drive from us to get to Liberia. He was in no way being critical or judgmental, just making a statement and asking us where our passion is. After some talking both Stevie and I confirmed that our passion and love is here in Guatemala, but that in no way would that stop us from following Gods call. So my dads next question was, how confident were we in Gods call to Liberia... That was a hard question to answer. Basically, in February of last year, I felt God telling me that there was something new ahead of me. I prayed that he would show my Dad what that was, and about 3 days later (without knowing that I had been praying this way), my dad approached me about going to Liberia. After some time praying together, it just felt right, so I made the commitment and started taking the steps towards that (packing up life in Uganda and returning to Guatemala until everything was ready for me to head to Liberia). In the meantime, me and Taryn started up the second group home in Guatemala, and Stevie and I started a relationship. Here we are, starting 2018 married with 9 kids, and we have no idea what is ahead.
On the other side, in Liberia they have been working so, very, hard to prepare for us to get there. They are hiring new staff, people who are doing amazing work. Through all of the "preparation" for us to join them, some amazing changes have been made to get this home organized and make huge improvements in the care of these children. One of my first thoughts was, "If they have been preparing so much, how can we pull out now?"... But then I realized, what if they needed a "commitment" from us to get this portion of the ministry off the ground? What if this home really is supposed to be fully run by Liberians, but they just needed a push to get it off the ground, and God used us for that (I am not saying that this is the case, I am just voicing my thoughts)? Our friends there on the ground have made it clear that they know God has everything in control, and they just want us in Gods will whether that is here or there. They have relieved us of any prior commitments to them for the time being, and are praying with us and for us as we seek God's will for our future.
Ever since I felt the personal call to missions, I made a promise that a relationship with a guy would never get in the way of Gods call on my life. I can honestly say that this relationship, this marriage, is not what has made us unexcited to go to Liberia. It is our strong love for these kids, our kids, that has kept us from having the excitement of getting to Liberia. We really do love these kids as our own, and the thought of leaving them breaks our hearts. We hurt so much at even the thought of moving away..... However sometimes God calls us to things that are impossibly difficult.
Over the years, I have met so many people that have stated with certainty that God was calling them to do _______ (fill in the blank), but then they meet someone, or they go back to school, or they get a new job, and suddenly Gods calling no longer seems important. To be honest, I have been so frustrated with person after person who has done this, that it has impaired my ability to think and pray in the correct way concerning the possibility of staying here. My frustration with these people has very much been a factor in trying to make this decision because I don't want people to judge me the way I have judged others. God is really changing my heart on that. God has reminded me that I don't know their whole story. And that is why I am trying to tell the whole story. No matter the outcome of this decision, I want you all to know that this is not a decision we take lightly. This decision affects our families, our marriage, our ministry... our entire lives.
Basically, we have no idea what is going to happen (and sorry again for the awkward writing, as it is just a bunch thoughts just thrown together). Both Stevie and I are willing to go and willing to do whatever God asks of us no matter how hard it is, we are just waiting on word from him. We are praying and seeking God's will for our lives. Not only that, we are also seeking counseling from a few people who are close to us, and that we consider to be very wise and Godly people. But we do not want opinions of others clouding our judgement as we seek God in making this huge life decision. So, respectfully, please do not write us giving us your thoughts and opinions. Instead, please be praying for us for wisdom, clarity of mind, and word from God as to what our next step is. We are willing to follow Him anywhere and we are willing to do anything He wants from us.
Thank you all for your prayers, support and encouragement.
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