“I will not leave you as orphans. I will come to you.” John 14:18
Right from the start of creation God has expressed His father heart to us. A heart of forgiveness, love, compassion and direction. A heart of adoption…
It’s been a while since I have shared my thoughts and fears on our family and Izandla ZeAfrika. There is a really good reason for this. Our family has changed. Our family has grown. Not only our Izandla family, but my own family as well. God has called my husband and I to lay down our greatest fears and weaknesses before Him and plunge right into faith. Those who know me know very well that I am no saint and that I have many fears and many weaknesses! And so we took the plunge and said “yes” to receive a promise that God had birthed more than a year ago in my heart. We adopted a baby boy.
Never in a million years could I ever have imagined that our family would start a Non-Profit AND adopt a baby boy within the space of six months! It still feels like the last year has been a blur. But what an amazing, crazy, awesome and God-fearing time it has been! God doesn’t call us to live easy, risk-free lives. God calls us to the hard places. He calls us out of complacency and offers us an adventure – one we can choose to accept or decline. Sadly I fear that too many lovers of Christ decline their adventures simply because they seem hard.
“For those who are led by the Spirit of God are the children of God. The Spirit you have received does not make you slaves, so that you live in fear again; rather the Spirit you have received brought about your adoption to sonship. And by Him we cry “Abba, Father”. The Spirit Himself testifies with our spirit that we are God’s children.” Romans 8:14-16
Our little guy’s name is Joshua. He was 8 months old when he joined our family at the beginning of December. Joshua turned 1 year old yesterday. As a gift to his parents our little man worked really hard to sit by himself, and he did! You see, Joshua is special. He takes a bit longer to figure life out. But once he does, there is no stopping him. His sister Illy, who is two, thinks he’s a dork and she likes to sit on him. But they are figuring this sibling thing out just as we are figuring out how to parent a child with special needs. And in all of this He is good. Throughout the countless sleepless nights, the tears, the fears – He is good. And He reminds us that it won’t be easy, but it will be blessed.
Not only did we grow as a family, but we also grieved. While we were away in another Province to adopt our son, the Izandla family lost a dear friend and colleague to illness. Days after arriving back at Mseleni with Joshua it was time to lay sweet Hlengiwe Mbuyazi to rest, her 3-month old baby girl being cradled by her teenage daughter next to me on the bench. These moments break your heart, but these moments also show us the depths of our Father’s love and comfort.
I never want to take the miracle of adoption for granted. Adoption, ultimately, is love.