Tag Archives: adoption

He is in Control

25 Aug

So, things have been rather up and down and all around lately.

About a week or so back, we had gotten news that mom and dad might be going to Ukraine as early as September 4th, and started nearly bouncing off the walls trying to get everything all planned out before then.

I personally was excited and nervous, but was reminded of how long we’ve been praying for God’s perfect timing in this adoption. If this was when it was going to be, then that was the perfect timing, and we could trust that, trust Him.

But then, a few days later, we got another message. There were problems with some of the paperwork that hadn’t been spotted before. It would have to be redone, and due to the time it would take to get those papers signed and sent again, other paperwork was going to expire and have to be redone as well. :/

Suddenly, we’re back to having no idea what the timing will be.

Despite all of this, I continue to remind myself that there is one thing that we always can depend on:
God is in control. He is. Even when we have no idea what’s going on, He has it all in His hands.

~thisbigsister

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“Oh Look At The Time!”

8 Jun

~ Just a short post, inspired by some thoughts I had this afternoon. ~

As the days continue to flow by, as the clock ticks ever on, one question that is always being asked: “When?”.

Right now, one “when” that’s often in our minds is, “When do we get to bring Yuri, Viktor, and Christina here?”.

Thankfully, we don’t need to worry about it, and we can instead bring that question often to God, trusting Him and His timing, but even so, I know I still catch myself thinking and planning, actually wasting the current moments, while thinking of those to come.

So what if we just loved each other in the now?

Loving God, and loving others…. on these two hang ALL the rest. Time could cease to exist, and yet still, Love.

 

~ thisbigsister

“Adoption Auction”

9 Oct

Not much is happening with the adoption currently – at least not at our end – though I’ve been hearing Russian words used in normal conversation more frequently. (Not exactly sure what they all mean yet though. ๐Ÿ˜› )

It’s been interesting to me having all these people giving money, time, and/or knowledge to help us in this process. Many I wouldn’t have even thought to tell, but the internet has allowed us to share Yuri’s story with, basically, the world. ๐Ÿ™‚

Mom started a silent auction pageย (which now has over 400 members)ย on Facebook, and we’ve received quite a few donations to sell. God truly is providing.

Here’s a link to the silent auction page, if anyone’s interested.
https://www.facebook.com/groups/507440966012869/

~thisbigsister

In The Beginning

20 Sep

Well, I guess not the true “beginning” per se, but the beginning of being a big sister was 16 years ago for me. There’s been plenty of craziness over all these years, living in over a dozen different houses in at least four different states, and two different countries, ย but through it all, my family has been there around me, steadily growing bigger, and closer together.

I was definitely jealous of Alyssa when I was little (and still am now, on occasion). She took attention away from me, and whenever she did something I enjoyed doing, and did better than I could, it would frustrate me. (I would usually simply move on and find something new to do.) Much later I learned that imitation was a form of flattery, but as a kid, it just annoyed me. ๐Ÿ˜› Now, 16 years after making me a big sister for the first time, she’s my best friend, and also my stylist. ๐Ÿ™‚

So, that’s my beginning of being a big sister – jealousy.

It’s interesting for me to look back now, at 18. I can’t even imagine my life without Alyssa, not to mention all my other siblings. They’ve taught me about patience, kindness, the power of a simple smile, forgiveness, to be fair in deals, to look at the big picture, and also to look at the little things, and so many other lessons besides, but most of all, they’ve showed me love.

A random hug or kiss from any one of my siblings lifts my spirit so much. Sammy especially lately – he’ll come running over to give me an extra hug, just because, as he says, “I know it makes you happy.” ๐Ÿ™‚

And now, I’m writing this blog, to tell the story of adoption from my view, from This Big Sister, as I become a big sister once again. ๐Ÿ™‚