I have always had a passion for children, as well as those with special needs. Reece's Rainbow brings these two passions together, AND I even get a sweet little boy out of the deal! :) Now I am hooked on RR, and I am proud to say that I am getting others to be hooked too! One person is now a prayer warrior, and I am prodding two others to be Christmas warriors. (You know who you are...) I know that not everyone is in a position to adopt, but you can always pray, advocate, and support adopting families! Reece's Rainbow is just busting at the seams with children who have found their forever families. A large part of this is due to people spreading the word and advocating for the kids. I heard about it from another family who adopted a little girl, and now I'm spreading the word to others.
There are so many gorgeous children who need families. Some have down syndrome, some have HIV, some have FAS or CP or any other combination of letters. But they are all needing one thing: a family to love them and bring them home. If they aren't rescued, their situations are dire. Most never live past the age of 10. They die alone, in cribs, where they've spent their whole lives. The RR world was rocked recently when one of "our" kids, Anne Marie, passed away. She was only four years old.
Four.
She died without a family, without the medical care that would have saved her life.
All of us Mama Bears are fighting hard so that this does not happen. Please fight with us. Look at their faces and try and tell me it's not worth it. I dare you.
Pray for the kids, become a Prayer Warrior. Pray for the adopting families, it is a very tough process.
Get the word out. Tell people about adoption. Tell them about the mental institutions that suck the life out of little children. Tell them they can help.
Support adopting families. Give financially, or give an encouraging word. Support the waiting children by donating to their grant funds. If adoption were free, there would be no waiting children.
Thank you for helping.
Click on Joshua's picture over there somewhere --->
or visit www.reecesrainbow.org
Always.
Rachel
Monday, October 25, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
The Prophecy
Brennan knows his first sign - "milk"! He used it all the time for a few days, but now he only does it if we make him. Just like all of his words - he does it well for a little while, and then they disappear. Right now he only says "woof", and an occasional repeated word. He actually repeated "Granma" the other day!
I posted on my other blog that we received Ken's background clearance, but we were still missing one piece. It was one of our references. This person STILL did not send it in for us, even after we called and reminded them. So we asked another person, and they sent it in yesterday! So, we should have our final meeting with our social worker next week sometime! I got all of our application paperwork done in record time, so the delays in getting the HS completed have been frustrating! I know we won't be able to submit our dossier until February. I am okay with that, because I think that's great timing for us (ok - a *little* earlier would be great too!). But I wish things would go more smoothly in the meantime! We did send our POAs and CSPs to LittleKid's country last Wednesday, and they should get there by this Friday. Hmm, I should probably find the tracking number for that...
Ok, so on to the prophecy. My church had two meetings called presbytery this past Sunday and Monday. I missed the message and meeting on Sunday, but I went on Monday night. There were two prophets visiting to, well, give prophecies. Some people were preselected through the leadership team (the prophets knew nothing about them though) and then at the end they did "popcorn" prophecy. (Aside: I never expected prophets of the Lord would be SO funny!) Many people received prophecy from them, and I was one. It was amazing and served as a great encouragement to me. Beforehand, I had wondered what I might want to receive a prophecy about. One of them was to know I was doing the right thing - mainly, that my passion for children and orphans were indeed from God. I received confirmation of that, plus a direct word from God (chills!). He said that he was going to give me a grace that whenever I touch a baby, God touches them; that I will be His hands extended. The depth of that takes my breath away. I was also told that I would have a ministry to children where I would be able to administer encouragement and life, and that God will give me the ability to bring a protection around the innocents that I so deeply want to protect. I was then warned not to rely on my own strength, that I need to love them and lay them down in God's arms. That HIS strength is enough. He ended with: "God can protect them. Don't you fear."
I got an audio copy of this, and I typed it all up. I keep reading it and I'm just so in awe. I wish I was better with words so I could explain what this means to me. I am a passionate person by nature. My passion for children - vulnerable, hurt, and poor children especially - is so strong sometimes I feel like it's moving inside of me. I want to save them all. Of course, I can't do that. That's where the warning comes in - I need to love 'em and leave 'em in God's arms. To have the knowledge that I am on God's side, that I can love the babies and know that I can leave them with God's love and protection - I feel like my feet have been put on solid ground. I fret about all "my" babies, the ones I love but have never met - the orphans who I desperately want families for, the babies I've seen in foster care, the little children I know who hurt. I don't even know most of these kids, but I feel their pain so acutely. Sometimes I get sick to my stomach, knowing there's one more little child without a family or without love. Right now I feel that 1) I am not crazy, God made me this way and B) God can protect them. I always knew God could protect them, but hearing it from God himself - it's pretty neat. :)
I posted on my other blog that we received Ken's background clearance, but we were still missing one piece. It was one of our references. This person STILL did not send it in for us, even after we called and reminded them. So we asked another person, and they sent it in yesterday! So, we should have our final meeting with our social worker next week sometime! I got all of our application paperwork done in record time, so the delays in getting the HS completed have been frustrating! I know we won't be able to submit our dossier until February. I am okay with that, because I think that's great timing for us (ok - a *little* earlier would be great too!). But I wish things would go more smoothly in the meantime! We did send our POAs and CSPs to LittleKid's country last Wednesday, and they should get there by this Friday. Hmm, I should probably find the tracking number for that...
Ok, so on to the prophecy. My church had two meetings called presbytery this past Sunday and Monday. I missed the message and meeting on Sunday, but I went on Monday night. There were two prophets visiting to, well, give prophecies. Some people were preselected through the leadership team (the prophets knew nothing about them though) and then at the end they did "popcorn" prophecy. (Aside: I never expected prophets of the Lord would be SO funny!) Many people received prophecy from them, and I was one. It was amazing and served as a great encouragement to me. Beforehand, I had wondered what I might want to receive a prophecy about. One of them was to know I was doing the right thing - mainly, that my passion for children and orphans were indeed from God. I received confirmation of that, plus a direct word from God (chills!). He said that he was going to give me a grace that whenever I touch a baby, God touches them; that I will be His hands extended. The depth of that takes my breath away. I was also told that I would have a ministry to children where I would be able to administer encouragement and life, and that God will give me the ability to bring a protection around the innocents that I so deeply want to protect. I was then warned not to rely on my own strength, that I need to love them and lay them down in God's arms. That HIS strength is enough. He ended with: "God can protect them. Don't you fear."
I got an audio copy of this, and I typed it all up. I keep reading it and I'm just so in awe. I wish I was better with words so I could explain what this means to me. I am a passionate person by nature. My passion for children - vulnerable, hurt, and poor children especially - is so strong sometimes I feel like it's moving inside of me. I want to save them all. Of course, I can't do that. That's where the warning comes in - I need to love 'em and leave 'em in God's arms. To have the knowledge that I am on God's side, that I can love the babies and know that I can leave them with God's love and protection - I feel like my feet have been put on solid ground. I fret about all "my" babies, the ones I love but have never met - the orphans who I desperately want families for, the babies I've seen in foster care, the little children I know who hurt. I don't even know most of these kids, but I feel their pain so acutely. Sometimes I get sick to my stomach, knowing there's one more little child without a family or without love. Right now I feel that 1) I am not crazy, God made me this way and B) God can protect them. I always knew God could protect them, but hearing it from God himself - it's pretty neat. :)
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