Friday, December 26, 2008

In The Beginning

In the Beginning of our journey there was Aaden and Shelby. On two different coasts of the United States at about the same time, two families started the process of adopting two children. Two children unknown to those two families were already selected by God to be our kids. Shelby and Aaden. The journey to those children had to be discovered by their families. The path while rocky at times has led to more then just finding our children. The path has led two families from two different coasts to be united in the journey.

When I started planning a trip to visit Shelby on her birthday I really had no clue that the trip would end up being one of those life changing events. My original plan? A birthday party and time spent with a little girl who will eventually be called my daughter. A few weeks prior to my trip, while visiting John Wright's acts of kindness blog, I made the swift decision that I would send money to a family in Orlofka who needed a guard dog. That whole story can be read here.http://actofkindness.blogspot.com/2008/10/grace-to-forgive.html
The result a BIG MEAN DOG came to live with a family in Orlofka.

So plans were made for flights and hotels, dogs were bought. All was on schedule. Then I received an email from someone just out of the blue. " I will be in Bishkek about the same time as you maybe we can share some of our visits and translater/driver costs."

Boy we did not ever anticipate that email turning out to be the beginning of a great trip did we. I want to thank Kerri for forwarding my email information to Nicole, or we would never have had the opportunity to meet.

But we did meet; That first email evolved into yes we will be there on overlapping days, and yes we would love to share costs, and hey would it be ok to stay at the same place so our driver does not have to travel out of his way to get to us? One week later plans were rearranged and I had a reservation at the Guesthouse in the small room upstairs for half the cost of anyplace else I would have stayed. But still no idea of what was waiting for us ahead.

Just days before Nicole was scheduled to leave for Bishkek I received email from John Wright asking if I would be interested in meeting the family of the BIG MEAN DOG. I was ecstatic. I sprinted up the stairs to tell Brian, my fiance, the news. Of course I accepted the invitation and asked if I could extend the invitation to Nicole as we would be spending time together in Bishkek. We were both invited!!! I was so excited that I was going to experience a traditional Kyrgyz meal, BeshBarmak with a family in a traditional Kyrgyz house. What a great experience to pass on to Shelby and Aaden. Still we had no idea what else this was going to include.

Well Nicole left for Bishkek and I followed her a few days later. We met at 6 am on December 3rd (Bishkek time)........

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Hello




Good afternoon! This is just the beginning.... Today we start with just the two of us. Nicole and I. I am curious to see how this will evolve and grow. When we look back on this first post I sure hope that we will grin and remember the events leading up to this first post. Here on a provate blog we can share our thoughts, dreams, PICTURES, and anything else. Where will this first post evolve to? Only God knows the direction. But here is to watching for guidance for above.

Ann

And as part of this first post I want to include this wonderful letter from Nicole.
I think it echoes the thoughts we have both had about what we experienced on our trip together.
Dear Friends,

I am safely home and feeling very grateful to have you so near on my journey. I can’t wait to personally share with each one of you the miracles our Provider did on this trip. As I reflect on my journey, I understand why He tugged at my heart so tightly to make this trip . I am thankful that I had the opportunity to be by baby's side and to experience the realities of his situation and condition. The caretakers and the orphanage director care very much for the children and do the best they can to provide for them.

I'd like to thank you all who kept us close in your thoughts during our journey and those of you who donated suitcases, gifts for the caretakers and money to purchase formula, food, medicine, supplies for the little ones. I know that HE is pleased with your heart and generosity. Thank you for helping me provide food for the winter for many of them. My heart is constantly with our son and I’m on my knees often interceding for our baby and all the other ones. This institution life is not a way for anyone to live in, let alone for infants. It pains me to have my baby live any more days in that baby house. We are waiting with great anticipation for His miracles and His perfect timing for our baby and the other babies to be released to their loving families. Please continue to intercede for us and the other adoptive parents who are in the same situation. They have become such a great source of support and comfort for us. Each of their hearts break for their babies and we all long for them to come home in the very near future.

As for the other older orphans I met in the other 2 orphanages, their faces are always before me. My heart tugs so deeply for them. They are depraved of physical contact and they hunger for love and affection. Many of them suffer from illnesses that can easily be treated in the states. But there, they are doomed for a life of institution. One thing I am sure that God is leading me to advocate for them. Pray that I am faithful to start ministries designed to help them increase their life quality, restore their self-dignity and even find a way for them to get adopted into loving families. I would have despaired long ago if my faith wasn’t rooted in our heavenly father. My hope is in HIM. HE gives me the strength to endure what is before me and I continue to seek his guidance for our next steps one day at a time. As you can imagine, my heart is full of mixed emotions. There isn’t a moment that our thoughts aren’t with our baby. This holiday season seems awfully empty without our bundle of joy.


With Love,
Nicole