I remember the first time I learned that there were many little baby boys who were black, needing homes, twenty five years ago. The cost of adopting was reduced substantially just to place them. :o(
And then four years ago I learned fewer boys with disabilities were adopted. And I've never understood why.
I LOVE my girls, I LOVE knowing how they think. Their hopes and dreams. I'm so glad the Lord blessed us with both. But choosing one over the other, I just can't.
Unless one is the underdog. And I think boys get a bad rap.
There is an order to everything. Each block has a meaning. You know he likes you if he shares.
This weekend we had to tell the children our decision for TA.
It was hard.
The girls (Faith 14, Lysa 13, Kitty 12) understood. We need their help. But the girls can't help with the personal needs of a 12 year old boy, taller than them, stronger, aggressive. He will need strong male caregivers in his home. TA overpowers Isaiah and me together.
Later he told the girls that when he grows up he's going to find TA and adopt him.
They told me and I cried.
Isaiah's heart is so tender. He has so much LOVE for the underdog. He has a HUGE desire to serve the Lord helping those who need.
There are adult siblings that will never know him, and I'm sad for their loss. Nieces and Nephews who are forbidden to visit him.
But the Lord Himself surely GIFTS Isaiah with many more family members than we imagined he'd have. And I can honestly say that all of us in this family adore him!!
In the photo above, CC, (13 yrs) a sweet young man with Autism who mostly chooses not to touch or hug, puts his arm around our/his LOVE Isaiah. And CC is smiling. I just LOVE CC's heart for LOVING Isaiah!
(once when Tom tried to hug CC he punched him!!)
We THANK God for our boys!!
(I wish I could show you the smile on CC's face in the picture above but due to his privacy we can't.)