Getting to know Sam and Alto

So, I haven't really talked about our visit with the boys while we were in Haiti. They spent most of their time playing around the orphanage in typical kid fashion, while we were getting lots of work done, so it worked out. We did get many precious moments spent over the two weeks, however, learning about them, hugging on them, and just plain bonding.

Alto:

Alto is a fun loving, gentle spirited 4-year old little boy. I haven't really had one of those (gentle spirited, I mean) yet so I'm really looking forward to having this sweet and adventurous little guy in our family. His attention span is that of a typical four year old as he is everywhere all the time. But when he decides to sit with you and cuddle, he will sit still for quite awhile just absorbing all the love he can. Then he's off again.

Alto came to live at the orphanage when he was 3 months old. He was very sick with TB and on the verge of death. The staff there lovingly brought him back to health and has cared for him ever since. I thank God for all of those who intervened on his behalf so we can now have the blessing of adding this ball of energy into our family.

Getting his picture was challenging.
Fun at the beach.

Sam:

When I was there, I asked Sam if he would prefer "Sem" or "Sam." He said "Sam" so from here on out, the boy is Sam. Although I saw him spell it every way but S-A-M. Sam is a little spit fire. He loves to play soccer...as long as he's winning. His cute little giggle brings a joy to your heart. Sam is definitely more aware of the adoption situation than Alto. He spent lots of time examining the photo album I brought him. He is working on his English, I can tell, but communication is still very difficult. It is hard to know what is exactly going on in his little heart. He asked me when we were going to go to America. I just said, "in a very long time." Unfortunately, that's all the information I have to give right now. I just imagine telling any child of 7 that we are going to Disney World in a year...what do you think I will hear about every day for the next year? Is it today? When are we going? I'm sure it's on his little mind all the time, trying to imagine what it is all going to be like. He must have so many unanswered questions.

Sam's father died shortly after he was born. His mother fell ill when he was about 4 years old and could no longer care for him. She brought him to live at the orphanage and he has been there ever since.

Sam building a little toy car for Cam and Caleb.

MEMORIES MADE:

The boys rarely get the privilege of going out to eat...usually just on their birthday. They were so grateful for the opportunity to go...what a joy!!!

Outside the restaurant.

Inside the restaurant.


We also got to take them to the beach (another rarety for all of us). While Alto (in the green shorts) would hardly come out of the water, Sam (in the red shirt) was too afraid to get in. Here we are with a few other kids trying to build a sand castle....really a sand mound is more what it turned out to be. The boys weren't happy about interrupting their fun to take a picture.







Here we are at a little bakery
in town enjoying a treat.

Saying goodbye was heartbreaking to say the very least. Getting to know them better just made the longing in our hearts for them to be home with us more fervent.

"Our" Boys!

It seems a bit odd to me to refer to two little boys that I have spent less than a month total with as "ours." But it also seemed a bit odd (to me anyway) when I gave birth to my biological children that the moment they were born, an instant bond was there. Within seconds a bond was created so strong that I knew I would lay down my life at any moment for them....and would, forever! I have tried to tell myself about Sam and Alto, "they are not legally yours," "anything can happen...this is Haiti we are dealing with," "the boys don't feel the same way that you do." Well, although all of that is very true, and legally they are not mine yet, I would give my life for either of these boys...just as I would my biological children. On my part, as a mother, the bond is there. It's a bit unexplainable.

Maybe this is why God makes the adoption process so long, arduous, and difficult. It certainly wasn't this way with my biological children. God simply blessed me with the four of them, it was that beautiful, that easy, that simple. Maybe He knows that the time invested, the emotional, financial, and physical energy being expended by me on behalf of these precious boys is what has and will continue to create this bond...a bond that can only be had between a mother and a child. It was told to me by my caseworker before signing a single document that I would feel differently about these boys than my biological children. I would feel more protective, invested in these children. Not that I would have more love, commitment to or adoration for them, but I would feel in a different sense that these children were chosen, labored for, prayed over, and wept over more than the others. In typical Tanya fashion, I thought it could not be true...they would all be the same in my heart. But it is very true thus far. My biological children are mine, I love them with every fiber of my being...but there is a yearning that I have for these two little Haitian boys that I didn't need to have with the other four.

As we have labored on through this process, I keep looking for examples of adoption in the Bible. There is the example of Moses, but the most striking example I find is the one of you and me. Romans 8:14-21 discusses God's adoption of us as His sons in depth. We are co-heirs with Christ. I think of how I feel with regard to Sam and Alto vs. my biological children and how God must feel about me vs. Jesus. I have required a great deal more "work" on God's part than Jesus did, that's for sure. He has had to wait patiently for me, invest tremendously in me, He payed an unthinkable price for me. I think of how much these 2 little boys mean to me, how much I am willing to sacrifice for them, and how very dear they are to my heart and I have only spent less than a month with them. "If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!" (Matt. 7:11) Any emotion or love I (who am evil) feel for any of my children, God has immeasurably more for me. I really am special to my God. He really does look at me as His daughter...with all of the privileges and inheritance that goes along with it. He gladly paid the cost and made the sacrifice for me to be His child, as I do for these boys who are to be my heirs, "co-heirs" with my children.

Haiti Again!!!

God blessed us with another great trip to Haiti this Summer. Here is a quick overview:

THE TEAM:

Tony did a great job of leading a team of 12 people this year (11 from our little congregation of about 30-40 members and 1 from Arkansas) making it possible to accomplish so much more. I have to say, that I am very proud of our little congregation. About a third of the adult members came on this trip with us. I think very few congregations can say that that percentage of their membership would have a heart to minister in a place like Haiti....let's just be honest. Those who couldn't come donated candy, shoes, encouragement, and lifted up many prayers on behalf of our team. The church as a whole was very encouraged.

THE WORK:

The work was more diverse than it was last year. We accomplished alot of little projects instead of one big project including, but not limited to: painting, building, fixing up, and organizing.

Aubrey painting with Jose...one of our favorites.

THE KIDS:

Of course, the biggest and most important project was loving on the kids that we have been missing so much for an entire year. It was great to see the changes and maturity in all of them over the past year. Many came out of their shells who were a bit more reserved last year, a difference that I think is due to the stability the new missionaries, Hunter and Jillian, have provided to these little gems. Just about all of the kids seemed to remember us from last year which created an element of familiarity and trust allowing us to have more of an impact on them.

PRAYERS:

Visiting a place like Haiti is excellent for one's prayer life. There is no shortage of people with real problems. I don't mean, "I'm really stressed out because all these deadlines I've got" or "What if I lose my job?" or "My social security check isn't enough" or "My mother-in-law and I are not getting along." I mean problems like "I don't have a job and there is no hope of getting one so I'd better figure out my own way to support my family....if I don't, we will starve to death. Oh, and my 10 year old son is paralyzed." or "My entire family has turned their back on me because I have turned my back on VooDoo, so I have no support system....I'm over 70 and cannot work or take care of myself...who will help me?" just to name a few.

I have developed relationships and a love for the people who are in these and very similar conditions. It becomes mind-numbing making sense of their plight and contrasting it with my level of comfort. I find sense in the words of Jesus. In Luke 6:20 He says "Blessed are you who are poor; for yours is the kingdom of God. Blessed are you who are hungry now for you shall be satisfied. Blessed are you who weep now, for you shall laugh." in vs. 24 he says "But woe to you who are rich, for you have received your consolation. Woe to you who are full now, for you shall be hungry. Woe to you who laugh now for you shall mourn and weep." There is a sort of joy that these people have that I think I will never know or fully understand. A joy that goes beyond circumstance. A joyful need that brings someone to the point of wanting to seek out a relationship with their Creator. Nothing has more eternal significance or importance than that.

My problems...our problems seem somewhat insignificant when compared to those who are just working to survive every day. It's difficult to come back home and be ungrateful about very much. The words of Jesus "To whom much is given, much is required" is a joyful burden we should all feel.