For Valentine’s Day, I had planned to get my wife some little things to show her some love, but when I saw this, I knew I had to get it for her.
It’s a tea set–made in Japan. Not only is it fun, colorful, and beautiful like my wife, it represents something else. It represents the step we’re taking as a family that has been a long time in the planning…
We’re now in the process of trying to adopt a child from Japan!
I went to Japan my senior year of high school and I had been praying for the nation since the 5th grade. It was eye-opening on many levels, but we stayed on a YWAM base where a couple had adopted several Japanese children and they told me that there is such a stigma surrounding adoption. The Japanese culture had no frame of reference for it. They thought the Western world was crazy for taking in “someone else’s kids” when to them, the bloodline meant everything.
In fact, many family members seemed to prefer to leave these kids in orphanages rather than allow them to be adopted because of the negative connotations.
Their little adopted son Nathan who was maybe a little over a year when I was there in 1997 became my buddy for the week. He wanted to be wherever I was and it was hard to say good-bye when it came time.
All of that had sealed it for me. So at 18 years old, I decided then and there that one day I would adopt from Japan. Thankfully my wife agreed (and we even talked about it before marriage).
Up until a few years ago this seemed impossible and I had all but let go of the idea, but in 2007 international adoption in Japan became open. The awesome thing is that God had given me a promise as we fought and believed for our adopted son and daughter that we were standing in the gap for children caught on the altar of culture.
That process finished in 2006 and Japan became open in 2007 (and no, I don’t believe it’s just complete coincidence). You can call me crazy, but God works in some crazy ways through some crazy people!
I’m excited to share with all of you how our lives are about to get fuller, richer, and yes, crazier. The home study writer will be here on Saturday, which also happens to be my birthday. There’s a lot of work to do, but thankfully, we have access to a lot of grace.
Have you ever felt God asking you to believe for something crazy?