Wednesday, April 10, 2013
God Has A Plan
Ever since I was a little girl, I wanted to go to Africa and hold the orphans. I was drawn to them. I felt that they needed to be sung to and held and told that they were special sons and daughters of God. It was always a part of "what I wanted to do when I grew up." I decided that getting a nursing degree would be my key to make that happen. I pictured a humanitarian mission. When I graduated from high school, I started pre-nursing classes at Weber State University. At that same time, I met and fell in love with my husband; we married and we felt like we needed to start a family. I dropped out of college to be home with the kids, but with a determination to return and finish my degree some day.
This last fall, I decided the time was right to return to school and finish that degree. Before registering for classes, I prayed about the decision. Imagine how shocked I was when the answer I got was NO! I was not to go back to school. I was so heartbroken and plead with the Lord and told him how I wanted to help the children and the only way to be a part of this humanitarian project was to get this degree. Still, the answer was NO. After days of weeping and grieving over the answer, I softened my heart and told the Lord that if He didn't want me to be a nurse, please guide and direct me to know what to do instead. The answer I got was "free up your time and serve." I didn't know what this meant, but I was determined to be obedient.
I started helping out wherever I could with friends and people I went to church with. I was serving. In the meantime, a friend of mine introduced me to a website, reecesrainbow.org. This website lists orphan children with special needs from all over the world. My heart was stirred. I would check on the children every day, cry for their plight and pray that they would be kept safe and that angels would surround them. I thought there wasn't much I could do for them except to pray. (After all, I already had 9 biological children and international adoption is VERY expensive.) So everyday I would pray for these precious children. I prayed families would find them and that they would get the care and love they deserved.
One day as I was viewing the newly listed children on the web site, I came across a young boy named Washington who stole my heart. All the excuses of why I couldn't adopt seemed trite and trivial. This precious African boy was mine and I would do whatever it took to adopt him. God had a plan for me after all. I would be going to Africa and holding the orphans, at least one of them! And it didn't take a nursing degree to get there! I understood what the Lord wanted me to do- "free up my time and serve." Serve one of his precious children from across the world in Africa. :)
Posted by Meacham Mania at 5:23 AM