Pam is one of those people that just lights up a room. She is one of the very best hostesses and decorators I've ever known, and always makes you feel so welcome. I first met Pam through YoungLife, as she was a huge factor in getting it restarted in Liberty. She is a wonderful role model and woman of God, and I couldn't be excited and honored to be sharing her moment on the blog today. I'll admit, it made me cry more than once.
I love the word hope. It has so many variations..."desire, wish, faith, promise, possibility” -- and when you’re dreaming of something that seems beyond reach, it’s a very powerful word. For years my husband Chuck and I had dreamed of extending our blended family by having a child of our own. After two failed pregnancies we began to wonder if God had other plans. We began to give up hope. As time moved onward, so did our age, and it’s funny how you begin to feel like the clock is running out. I don’t know why we put such pressures on ourselves because wisdom teaches us that all things come in their own due time. It’s also funny how when you develop a focus on one thing, that ‘thing’ starts to appear wherever you go! I’ll explain...Chuck’s office is in the sky, he’s a pilot (a fantastic one at that!) and during the winter of 2005 he would come home from his trips with stories of adoption that he’d heard from fellow pilots in the cockpit. It seemed odd that each week there ‘just happened’ to be another connection with someone that had adopted, and to be more specific, all of these adoption stories hailed from China. Those scenarios led to many talks and prayers between us and we realized that God was sending us a very clear sign...that should we choose to trust Him and be brave, our child would be waiting for us in China!
In the spring of 2006, we downloaded the appropriate forms and initiated the grueling process of giving the government officials every last bit of blood we could possibly muster. I ran it like a race, determined to finish the paperwork in record time so we could expedite the undertaking. Weeks later we were given the green light and told our wait time would be 8 months. When you elect to adopt from China, the most obvious alignment would be for an infant baby girl. Their country has a skewed vision of girls and therefore has led to the abandonment of millions of precious little babies (but that’s a whole other ‘bottle of wine story’ in of itself). Suffice to say we gathered our prayer warriors, appealed our petitions to God, and clung to hope with all we had. In 2007 we broke ground on our dream home, which helped pass the time and distract from the always present curiosity of who this little bink would be. Her own unique room was created and we chose the name Isabelle for her. In Hebrew, the name Isabelle means ‘faithful to God’, and in French in means ‘beautiful’. We would soon discover she embodies all that and more!
|The pic we sent to China as hopeful parents-to-be.|
|First time we ever saw baby Liu.|
|Isabelle today enjoying a Disney cruise!|