September 2010: Sitting at William's first soccer practice of the season. I struck up a conversation with a mom sitting nearby. As we talked, I shared with Tracy that we'd just adopted Daniel about two months ago.
October 2010: Another soccer practice. Tracy was talking to Zack (I was running an errand with the wild 5-year-old), and asked which country Daniel is from. Zack shared that both he & William are from Ukraine. Turns out, Tracy's friend Pam and her family were about to host a young girl from Ukraine for the holidays.
November 2010: we met Pam and her family for dinner. We shared about our experiences in Ukraine and offered to have them over for a Ukrainian dinner when Katya arrives.
December 2010: the whole family, including Katya, came over. We had a great time hanging out, eating borscht and vareniky, and getting to know each other better.
Well, many of you know that I've been advocating for a little girl in an Eastern European orphanage since September 2009. Last year a family committed to Vera's adoption. But early this year, I received the news that the family was not adopting her after all. My heart was broken. She was approaching her 6th birthday and I knew her time was running out.
So I began praying. Pleading. Asking God to open the eyes and ears of the family that was meant to be Vera's forever family. I plastered her picture and story everywhere. Our blog. Emails. Facebook. Twitter. I asked people to share on their social media outlets as well.
My new friend Pam did just that. She posted Vera's picture on her facebook, and it was then that Vera's family found her. A friend of Pam's had been dreaming of a little girl. Little did she know, that face in her dreams was a real girl.
As soon as she saw Vera's picture, she recognized her. And within days, Vera's family was pursuing her. They already had most of the paperwork including homestudy, just had to get it updated. And a few weeks ago, they arrived in Vera's country and met their youngest child for the first time.
In about 48 hours, they should be landing in America. If all goes as planned, I'll get to be a part of their welcoming committee.
Vera is now a daughter. She has a dad, a mom, two brothers, and a sister.
And we live about 20 minutes from them!
In the past there've been times when I've wondered if I should just leave strangers alone. Maybe they don't want to hear our story. Maybe I should stop telling our story, and just let people go about their business. But what if by telling the stories of our family, God is working through us, and we're utilizing the opportunities that He gives...
So my perspective has changed. Now I think back to that hot day on the soccer fields with Tracy. And I see that what at the time might have seemed to be an innocent conversation, turned out to be a part of a chain of events that brought a daughter home.
Don't Miss Out on Opportunities!!