• What adopting teens is really like….

    Most people when they think of adopting, they hardly think of adopting teens.   They want cute babies, or toddlers with “less” (ha if only they knew) problems, to adjust quickly and easily into their family.  Most people don’t want a damaged teenager with “problems”.   Of course we don’t see it that way but it’s not like we planned it either.  It just happened.  When I fell in love with Moises, he was 2, and I wanted to be his Mommy.  I never imagined it would be 11 years before that became a reality and he was in our home full time.  Or who would have thought I would be a Mom to a girl who could in reality be my sister.  When the dream came true age didn’t matter, 2 or 13 he needed a family, and Gloria did even more, even if she was 19.   We saw an opportunity to provide 2 teens with something they have never had before, a loving stable forever family, even if it was going to be a challenge.  Maybe you have wondered…

    What is it like parenting adopted teens?

    The truth…  Hard.  Very Hard.

    But before I go on I want you to know we have never, ever, not once, regretted or second guessed the choice we made to bring them into our family.  And  even if we had, that would be ok too, because it is anything but easy!

    The truth is, most of the problems they have are not their fault.  It’s not about bad choices, or bad attitudes or being ungrateful.  They are simply hurting kids.  They have never been in a family that has fully, completely loved and accepted them for who they are.  The majority of their lives they have had people who “loved” them come in and out, none of them sticking around for more than a year or two.  On top of that they have been rejected, neglected and abused. Therefore, naturally, they don’t know how to love or be loved, trust, or to forgive.  They learned the best they could to survive in a place that was all they knew as “home” but far from what it should be.  Don’t get me wrong, the orphanage they lived in was much better than most.  They were rescued from a life that would have been much more painful and difficult, but that does not change the fact that their “home” was an orphanage.   So coming into our home, the complete opposite of what they know, their lives have been turned upside down…. in a good way of course, but this is new, different, and nothing like they have ever experienced.  So they question and fight it even.  Probably believing it’s not going to last, because it never has before.

    Adoption is hard.

    We watch our kids trying to get through heart ache we can not imagine.

    Pain we could not protect them from, that had nothing to do with us…

    and here we stand trying to pick up the broken hearts of our children wishing we could have saved them from the past that they did not deserve, knowing we can not “fix” them and praying that some day they will be whole again.

    So hard but so good.

    Looking at us, their is nothing that makes us more fit the job than anyone else except that we said “yes”.  We are young and ill equiped, just learning how to parent little kids, not teenagers.  We are far from hero’s or experts and our mistakes are many. Thankfully God specializes in using inexperienced, unqualified people to do His work.  With His strength and guidance, the impossible can happen and miracles take place.

    So if you look at my photos and we look picture perfect, we are not.  It’s chaotic, loud and crazy as we learn to be a family.  There are days when I am so frustrated I have to send myself to my room, for a needed time out, before things get ugly.  When my patience is worn thin and the tears are many.  Moments when I am so overwhelmed that I all I can do is cry out to God for help, feeling like “I can’t do this” but knowing I am called to.

    These are NOT moments of regret.

    They are moments of determination, rooted deep in love.

    Determination to love them no matter what.

    To not give up on them like so many before them have.  To do whatever it takes to learn new ways to reach and teach them that this is real, we really do love them, and want to keep them for always.

    It is challenging.

    Probably the hardest thing we have ever done, but by far the most rewarding.  To see how love can heal and transform and bring life into hearts who have been broken, hurt and forgotten.  To see before your very eyes a child transform when he realizes he has worth and he is valued and wanted, when he thought he was a piece of garbage (his words).  To see a shy girl with little confidence stand straighter, laugh more often, worry less and grow into the confident women God made her to be… and this is this just the beginning!  We are so thankful that God chose us to be a part of the process in these kids lives.

    Only by His strength can we do this, and only with His love can they be healed.  It’s not about us.

    “Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us,  to him be glory.” Eph 3:20-21

     

     

  • The Gift of Adoption

    I have always known that I would adopt.

    It may have started when I was a little girl.  My Mom had taped the movie”Annie” one night when it was on tv .  As we watched it together the next day I remember feeling heartbroken over the reality that some kids did not have a Mom and Dad.  As a child, nothing seemed more horrible than not having a family to belong to.  What would life be like without a Mom who reads you stories at night, a Dad who plays tickle monster, and little brothers to tease and play with?   As I got a little older I dreamt of starting an orphanage.  I wanted  to save the “Annies’ of the world and give them a safe place to sleep.    I just knew my family would be partly formed from adoption, weather I had birth children or not.

    I am sure that that desire is what lead me to go on a week long mission trip to Mexico when I was 16.  As soon as I heard they were visintg an orphanage I knew I had to go.   3 years and two more mission trips later, not surprisingly, a couple months after graduation I committed to serve 6 months at the same orphanage.

    When I finished  my time of serving, 3 years later (not 6 months… sorry Mom), my dream had changed.  I no longer wanted to start an orphanage I wanted to adopt.  While orphan care is so important and needed, it is a temporary solution for a much bigger and much serious problem.  An orphanage is a temporary rescue center.  It’s a safe place for hurt, negelcted, abandoned, abused, unwanted, uncared for and forgotten kids to go to.  A place to sleep and eat.

    A place.

    An orphan is still an orphan in an orphange.  It’s not a home.  It’s not a family.

    It’s not a long term solution for the millions of children without parents.  Millions.

    This past year my dream came true  - we adopted 2 teenagers.

    According to webster’s definition…

    adopt

    to take by choice into a relationship; especially : to take voluntarily (a child of other parents) as one’s own child

    I will most likely never have a piece of paper saying that Gloria and Moises are “mine” but I don’t need it.  If in our situation it was possible, we would make it “official” but it’s not.  Honestly, why does is matter?

    What does matter is that they don’t live in an orphanage any more.  And that when they talk about their “parents” they aren’t taking about a temporary staff member, they are talking about us.  What matters is they will never get kicked out for bad behavior or being too old.   They will aways have a place to call home, and a family to belong too.  They will always be accepted, forgiven and most importantly loved.

    I’m not going to lie.  It is not easy.  If you were at my house you would see for yourself.  My house is almost never clean or even presentable, it’s loud, we barely make ends meet, and usually at least one of my four kids is mad at me.   It’s stressful. It’s hard.  Many days I collapse into bed wondering how I am going to find the energy to get up at 5:30 the next morning to do it all over again.  But every day I do get up, ready to live the dream.  The dream God put in my heart from the very beginning.  The one that brought my family together.

    The one God planned for me to have, and so brilliantly and perfectly brought under one roof.

    I would not have it any other way!

    What a gift!

     

     

     

     

  • Support

    Thanks for caring enough to look into how you can support us and our family!

    To live in Mexico and serve full time we rely on support from people like you.  You can help support us in the following ways…

    Encouragement

    Life gets a little lonely here, far from many friends and family, some times it’s just hard being so far away !  We often feel disconnected and “out of the loop”.  We love reading comments on the this blog, messages from friends and even phone or skype calls.  It’s nice to know we are missed and to catch up on all the things we are missing!  So please feel free to drop us a line or give us a call!

    Prayer

    There are so many things we do not share on this blog about our life…. but let me tell you that we have had some pretty hard days.  We are just like you… we get discouraged, confused, and heart broken.  Please pray for us.  We need it.

    A few requests we have right now are

    • Wisdom to make some hard decisi0ns
    • Peace and stability in our home as we go through a season of change with 2 new kids this year
    • Healing for Moises and Gloria, as they continue to adjust to life as part of our family.  They have been through a lot! Please pray for their hearts to be healed!
    • Provision – we are really struggeling finacially right now
    • Protection and safety
    • That we can have a healthy balance between ministry and family
    • Direction and vision for the future

    Financial Support

    We know that it’s a lot to ask you to support us with money.  We feel uncomfortable asking.

    But honestly it is really needed.  We can not continue to serve in ministry unless we get more help in this area.

    If you know us, love us, and believe in us and what we do please join our financial support team.  All donations come with a tax receipt.

    Send checks to:

    North Edmonton Christian Fellowship

    9004 153 Av. Edmonton, AB

    CANADA

    T5Z 3L6

    Or you can do it online here.  Just click on donate now. Click on Fund/Designation and choose “Saul and Amber” and enter the required info.

    Every month, the church deposits what came in into our account.

    Thanks for taking the time to see how you can support us!  We really appreciate you and part you play in our lives!

    Saul and Amber

  • First Week of School = Crazy

    So this was my first time being a Mom that has kids to send to school in September (well August in our case). Most Moms get to ease their way into it, but not me. 3 kids, 3 different schools, and one slightly overwhelmed Mom.! My week was crazy. On top of what I would assume is the normal “back to school craziness” I had to start getting up again at 5:30, go to “parenting school” every morning this week at the Junior High, and also figure out what school is like in another country. Oh and 4 out of 6 of us has lice. Fun. My kids did great though. Kayden loves kindergarten and pretty much shoved me out the door. He was so excited and I couldn’t help but feel happy for him. He’s going to do great! Moises had a good start to junior high. He is happy to be reunited with lots of his friends from the orphanage who go the same school. Gloria just eased right back into her routine, like nothing. The early mornings are not so fun for any of us, but she never complains! And Miss Bri was a little sad to be left behind. She spent her first morning alone with me saying “Where’s Kayden?” and “I gotta go school too!” She’s adjusting fine though, especially since she gets me all to her self for a few hours.

    All my kids did great. I probably had and still have the most adjustments to make.

    So many things are different about schools in Mexico.
    Did you know that…

    • all kids in all schools have to wear uniforms?  It gets expensive!
    • I got in trouble for spiking Kayden’t hair, I guess “crazy” spiky hair is not allowed?  Who knew?
    • That in the junior high and high school they don’t have toilet paper or soap in the bathrooms.  Kids have to bring their own… so weird and gross! I send paper and antibacterial gel with my kids.
    • Most schools have very few “extra” classes or activities so no art, music, band, drama, choir, home ec., gym or any other classes like that.
    • most schools start around 7:00am and end at 1:00pm. but kindergarten is from 9am-12pm
    • kindergartens are completely separate schools and….
    • kids can go to 3 years of it if the parents want to send them, starting at age 3 (Kayden is only doing one, gasp).
    • many junior high and high schools have 2 sets of staff and students, one in the morning and one in the evening. Simply because there are not enough school buildings for all the kids.
    • when kindergarteners leave their school they are practically attacked by vendors trying to sell treats just outside the door. You can imagine the tantrums going on in that area. Shudder.

    I have so much to learn about parenting school age children! I am looking forward to getting into a routine and enjoying every part of it!

    I am not sure how I survived the week, but I am sure glad it’s Friday!
    Happy Weekend!

  • From 5 to 6… He’s Home

    He’s Home.

    To stay.

    Our boy, Moises.

    On Sunday we went and picked him and his small duffel bag up and brought him home.  The emotions I felt are hard to explain.  I felt so happy that after so many years of waiting for this day… so many tears, so many prayers.. the day had finally come.

    But at the same time I was not surprised at all.   The peace God had given us the last few months as we waited to see how God would work in this boy’s life, was indescribable.  I stopped worrying about it months ago.  I just knew God was taking care of our boy, and one day he would be home with us.

    As I drove away from his house, taking him from his family, I felt so sad for them.

    Sad that they were missing out on this incredible young man.  Sad that even thought he is very loved by them, that is not enough.  He deserves to be with a family who loves him, and can take care of his every need (physical, emotional, and spiritual).

    It’s hard, as a mother, to imagine what it would be like to not be able to provide those basic needs for my child.  So although I am so very happy that we get to be the ones to love, parent and provide for him full-time, it’s sad to think of the millions of children living in similar unfortunate circumstances.  Reality is hard to look at.

    I am so thankful for God,who is big enough to work in impossible situations.  Only He could have put this all into place.

    11 years ago, I met this little boy, and fell in love.  He was cute, but let’s be honest, he was not easy to handle!  His tantrums, where horrendous, and at the orphanage he was labeled as “trouble”  at a very young age.  Something in my heart told me I needed to fight for him.   This boy needed to be loved, valued, and defended.  He was my son. From that day on I prayed that I could be his Mom, and that he would be a part of our family permanently.  I was told countless time he was not adoptable… That  he would probably never leave the orphanage (until 18) and that his family, who faithfully visited him every month would never give him to us.

    I am so glad they were all wrong.    Just a few weeks ago Moi’s family approached us, asking us to take him.  Wow.  I can not tell you how many prayers were answered at that moment.  Not just our prayers, but many others who have loved him and fought for him in prayer.  God was always working in Moi’s behalf.  He knew from the beginning were he wanted him.  I can’t believe this time has finally come.  I am so thankful.  God is just so good.

    So here we are now.

    Finally all together.  

    A family of 6….

    but don’t stop praying.. this is really only the beginning for us.