Showing posts from March, 2010

Two weeks later

Two weeks ago today we saw our baby girl's face for the first time. However she has been in our hearts and our family for much longer than that. In fact, I think she was born in my heart when I was about 9 years old. I attended a weekly bible club at our neighbors house and it was the first time that I learned about a place called Africa. Everything about it totally fascinated me.

I had always thought that I would live there someday and I went off to college with ideas of living in a hut and joining the peace corps. Even before the first day of classes I met a boy who captured my heart and all I knew was that I wanted to be with him. This handsome young man was totally dependant upon modern medicine and life in a remote village away from civilization was never going to be an option. I had no idea how God was going to write this story.

I spent the summer before my senior year of college giving nursing care at a mission hospital in Togo. It was an amazing experience...especi…

What's in a name?

I was born at a military hospital in Ft. Campbell, Kentucky in the late 1970s. I love hearing the stories from my mom of how they made her walk down the hall to get her own tray of food and push her own wheelchair. Far from the pampering you get at any maternity ward in the US these days. My dad always likes to say they forgot the baby and brought home one of the many roaches that occupied that hospital.

I was born Sonya Joy Foster. A few years earlier my mother had given birth to a beautiful baby girl, Dawn. She was born with a fatal heart condition and only lived three days. Long enough to be held and loved by her mommy and daddy and they grief they experienced left their own hearts torn and aching. In her sorrow, the LORD met my mother and gave her a promise.
"The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me, because the Lord has anointed me to bring good news to the suffering and afflicted. He has sent me to comfort the broken-hearted, to announce liberty to captives and to pe…

Do not fear

After reading over the referral, over and over and over again, googling, pulling out all my medical text books and phoning my friend of a child with special needs, we were ready to move on to the next step. Before we could "officially" accept her, we had to send all of her information to an international adoption doctor and wait for them to respond. This is to give our agency and us more insight into her medical situation and as our SW said, "to see if we are able and willing to accept a child with her needs". We were told it would take 1 -3 days and it was over a weekend so maybe a bit longer. Less than 48 hours later we had our report and could begin the process of bringing Faith home.

We had talked from the beginning of this process that the waiting after referral would be so much harder for us than the waiting before referral. And so I thought I had mentally prepared myself for that truth, but the past few days have still been difficult. As Kevin says, &q…

The Call

So much has happened in the past three days that I hardly even know where to begin. Friday morning I spent some time on the phone with my mother in law. I was sharing with her the new changes in the adoption process for Ethiopia. She reminded me that our daughter would come home in God's perfect timing and He would provide for all that was needed. I told her that we could really get a call any day letting us know that they had found Faith. And although I knew this was a possibility and I wanted to believe it, after you have waited for something for so long it begins to seem that it will never happen.

I put K on the bus and headed back to the house. I glanced at my cell and noticed a missed call...hmmm, not a number I recognized. My first thought was to just check it later, but then something said to check the message right then. It was our social worker. "We have a referral for you to consider, please call me as soon as possible." Suddenly I couldn't breath…

A message about Faith

Today I received this incredible message about faith from my dear friend Megan. It is by Andy Richardson. I am so thankful for God's faithfulness to our family, so thankful for my own faith that God placed in my heart as a child and has continue to grow over the years and for our precious daughter Faith who continues to teach us everyday what real faith is. Hope it is also a blessing in your own life.

Fresh Start Day 266

Your faith isn’t your own, you know. The Bible says that Jesus is “the author and finisher of faith” (Hebrews 12:2). That means that He begins it and completes it. He is the One who is writing the story of your faith. He is leading the way for faith to come alive in your life. He is the pioneer blazing the trail for your faith to find its way. Not only that, but He will bring faith to its final completion in your life. He won’t leave the story unfinished, and He will make sure that the ending is a perfect one for you.
Pray that you will entrust yourself to …