A Sister's Point of View

Mrs. Beaver:

Lissie being mobbed by the fatherless as she gets out PlayDoh we brought as gifts

 

We're back home after an exceedingly blessed trip. I'll try to post more very soon, but for now here is a link to Lissie's take on the experience of meeting future siblings while they're still in an orphanage: Meeting My Siblings.

Two Days of Joy and Heart-Break

Mr. Beaver:

Our daughter (left) and friend at their orphanage

What crazy-hard, fantastically-good, heart-warming and heart-rending days God has just provided to us. He never does anything part way and these last two days were no exception. Friday and Saturday were testimony to His ways being far above and beyond anything we could ever hope or imagine.

Friday, we got re-acquainted (briefly) with our 4 new kids (we call them the 'Fab 4'). Our time together that day was brief because there were a number of administrative steps to complete before we could be allowed to see them. But even in those delays, God granted us the opportunity to shine for Him with numerous bureaucrats and local citizens. We had great help from our translator and our facilitator. In the end, He provided us the grace to be patient and content, even though we were so anxious to see our kids.

We got to go back for a bit longer time on Saturday. When we arrived at the orphanage on Saturday, the kids were at school. September 1 is always the first day of school in Russia and is celebrated in a big way, no matter what day of the week. It's a day when parents often walk their kids to school and/or greet them upon their return. But, of course, that makes it another hard day for orphans who have no parents to care about their big day. It was very moving to see all the parent-child groups walking by the roads as we drove to the orphanage... knowing that our kids had no such escort.

While we waited to greet our children when they returned from that shortened school day, we were briefed on their background by the orphanage director, a truly amazing woman with a big heart for 'her' kids. Even though she runs one of the very best orphanages in the country, she is a strong advocate for finding forever homes for her children. She understands that even though she provides a safe, warm, nurturing place, these kids need forever families, with permanent dads and moms. She had many words of wisdom for us as we move to parent older orphans once again.

Eventually, the kids arrived in their very best dress clothes - suits for the boys, Peter, Dima and Maxim, and a cute little jumper for Katya (not their real names). It was a treat to be there to help them celebrate the first day of school. It was particularly touching to be able to share some time with Katya on her very first school day ever!

After warm embraces with the kids, we were treated to quite a show by the boys in their group's community room. They showed us dance steps they'd learned at camp, gymnastics tricks and general silliness. Katya watched from a sofa while the boys did these things, commenting once that she could do them, too, although she never rose from her seat to prove she could make good on her good-natured boast.

We got out coloring books we'd brought to break the ice with these art-loving kids. It's amazing how coloring together can help start the bonding process as you work in tandem to complete a task. From there we proceeded to play with clay, take pictures, and just hang out with these affable children and the other kids in the 'family' group's room (the quarters where sibling groups live with any brother or sister also living in the children's home).

As our time together started coming to a close, we told the kids that we wanted to be their forever mom and dad, to which they all readily agreed. It was touching to see the oldest's response as he was on the verge of tears while wearing a great big smile on his face. We think he may have been told that he had little hope of adoption at his age.

Finally, Maxim and Katya were whisked away to participate in a show celebrating the first day of school that the younger kids put on in the orphanage music room. This was reminiscent of our time here two years ago when we were treated to a musical marking the coming of winter. Even then little Katya had been the 'star' of the show, singing and dancing like a little princess. Now on this Saturday, she was once again the little star, singing a solo and dancing while her new parents beamed while thanking God for allowing us to share this moment with her.

All in all, our time with the kids was as magical as we could have imagined.

But it was also filled with heart-rending moments. You see, our time at the orphanage included all the kids there, not just the ones who were meeting their mom and dad for the first time. We shared as much of ourselves and our care as we could. Their adult care-takers also obviously showed that they care deeply for them. But these kids all long for and need forever moms and dads.

Just to name a few specifics of the many that we found really heart-rending:

• We spent hours with four siblings who live in the same family room in the orphanage as our kids. They also have a baby brother in a separate orphanage (due to age) - these close-knit children, who range in age from eleven to two, are winsome and well-behaved. But they need a family who has enough faith to do something really big - adopt 5 children!
• We met an teenage girl who was friendly and helpful. But after some time with us she turned to the translator and asked, "Can't you bring me a family too?" Oh, how I wish we could...
• Finally, we met a beautiful girl who will turn 17 this fall. Apart from a family stepping in quickly to be part of a miracle, she will age out of the system with no future hope for adoption. Statistics about such cases are horrifying. To think of this precious child who could be living under the loving care of a family being cast into the streets instead is hard to take. 

Our God is big enough to handle all of these situations. And He is good enough to grant adoptive families grace to handle these situations. That's not in question. The question in my mind is, do His people have enough faith to act? Do they have faith like Peter who 'stepped out of the boat' to walk on water with His Lord? Do they have hearts that break for the things that break His heart?

Please pray for the orphans!

The Very Least of These

"Faith apart from works is dead."

(James 2:17 ESV)

Please take a look at the post titled Called to the Orphan . College student Natalie articulately urges us to look again at what we can do, for the sake of the Name, on behalf of the fatherless.

O, may the church of Christ die to self and live like Him, giving, serving, rendering assistance! He calls us to turn our backs on what is comfortable, convenient and predictable. He moved INTO people's pain, and we must also, if we're to imitate Him.

Would you please spend the month of November praying about whether God would have you adopt?

Jesus died for you. Are you willing to die to your fears and careful reasonings that keep you from caring for the least of these by adding them to your family? Our God is bigger than any roadblock you could come against.

Having adopted nine older children we can tell you you will be blessed a hundred fold, far beyond anything you'll sacrifice.

Video: Statistics

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Orphan Sunday 2011 from Christian Alliance for Orphans on Vimeo.

Moved By Shoes

Jaynie, age 8, in the office of her
orphanage directoron the day
 we met her sucking a lollipop
and reveling in new shoes.

Mrs. Beaver:

Tonight I visited the blog of our friends (Room for More), Russ and Heather, and was moved to tears...by a photo of shoes.

Russ and Heather, who will go to court in Ethiopia in less than four weeks in the adoption of their four-year-old daughter, went Croc shopping at Target today. Happily they found just what they were looking for to take to the children at their daughter's orphanage. They photographed their find and posted the picture and I cried.

The picture brought back the memory of something our daughter, Jaynie, told us just a few months ago. When we first visited she and her siblings at their orphanage in Zhukovka, Russia in the summer of 2001, we took with us many shoes we had purchased as a donation.  Even though we took many, many shoes, we didn't manage to take any that were big enough for our three kiddos. It didn't matter. The shoes had a deep emotional impact anyway.

Jaynie told us that she and her siblings were delighted to get shoes. Even though the sandals were so small their heels hung off the back, the three of them wore these "prizes" until the shoes fell apart.

We just can't over estimate the needs of the world's 147 million fatherless children. A pair of shoes. Most of us have so many in our closet. Most of these children yearn for even one pair. When you help to supply people who are traveling to Africa or Russia or Haiti with shoes or medicine or school supplies, you are visiting orphans. God commands that we love in this way. God commands that we take our eyes off ourselves and look to the needs of most helpless.

The movement among Christians to adopt hopeless, helpless and often shoeless children is growing and gaining momentum. There is probably someone in your church who is in the midst of an adoption. Ask them what you can do for the children they will encounter. Perhaps you'll need run to Target tomorrow to buy some Crocs.