Tonight I read a story that literally broke my heart. As I sat in front of my computer screen, I was overwhelmed with tears and with great thankfulness to the LORD. As many of you know, our littlest Lankford was adopted in October. He came to us from an Albanian family who did not have a prenatal diagnosis of Down Syndrome. When little K was born, he was a shock to their system. You see, they come from a country that thinks that children with DS are unsuitable for families, "unadaptable". I don't fault little K's birthparents. I grieve for them. I grieve that they didn't see the blessing of our baby. I grieve that they grieve. I grieve that their culture and many others like it feel that babies with an extra chromosome are disposable, less than human, undeserving of dignity and love. I am also praising God. I praise him that we have been blessed with the most adorable little baby, who smiles and laughs and melts into my shoulder. I praise God that He chose us to be K's parents. I praise God that we live in a country that doesn't farm our disabled children into institutions where they are condemned to a crib with no toys, no blankets, no love.
Please join with me in praying for the Davis family. They are seeking the adoption of a little boy named Kirill. They went to the country twice and upon their second visit, attended a court hearing where the judge deliberated and decided that Kirill was not fit for adoption. What a dire situation.
I've been teaching G this week about Jericho and how God tore the walls down with some marching and shouts from His people. Will you join me in praying to tear down the walls of opposition to this adoption before our Heavenly Father. It seems to be an impossible situation, but I know that my God is so Big, so strong and so mighty, there's nothing my God cannot do!
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