The Story of a Boy

He is 16.  He didn't have a mom and dad and desperately, he wanted one.  Word went out across the internet and spread like fire.  A family saw him and wanted him desperately too.  They set out to adopt him.  On arrival in the boy's country, the moment they met him -- the boy said no, he didn't want to be adopted anymore.  You see, he had a chance to go to a college and do something he loves, and that, my friends, is absolutely great!

But hearts were broken, those of the family going to adopt him, and the heart of the boy.  You see, he said no but he wasn't sure.  He couldn't sign the paper saying he didn't want to be adopted.  He hugged the people whom had come for him and sat with them instead.

It's scary, yes.  He isn't a baby. The orphanage and that world is all he knows.  To have to face leaving it in such a way as to let go of everything?  But at the same time, someone is holding out a hand to you, offering something you did so very much want...  and he did want them.  Now, he is torn and just doesn't know what to do.  Have you ever been so torn about a decision you have to make, knowing that either choice will -not could- change your life forever?  And I've thought that some choices I've had to make were hard... but they were nothing, compared to what he has to decide.

He needs to make the decision by this Friday, to be adopted or not.   The family is praying that the boy's heart is in the right place, whether that means going home with them or him staying there.  They are praying for what's best for him.

I pray for peace for all of them in his decision.  Please, join them here, today.

Thank you.

UPDATE 06.01.2012:  He chose adoption!  He chose it almost after they left!  He wrote the letter then and there and signed it the next morning!  And he looks happy in his pictures taken after!  Click here.

He's 11...

...and he's turning 12 this year.

He looks so sad.  I saw his picture and was like, "Oh Brayden..."  so so sad.  It says he has siblings but they are not available for adoption. 

Almost twelve years without a family.  I'd be sad too.  Someone, pick him up and take him hope.  Does it feel like a part of your heart is missing?  Does he fit it?  Is he your son?

From his Reece's Rainbow Profile:

"Boy, born September 2001
has siblings (not available for adoption)
Open oval window; allergic contact disorder;           

developmental delays 

Brayden was born during the 39th week of pregnancy weighing 3020g. Amniotic fluid was discolored. History of anemia, and obstructive bronchitis in infancy. At age 2 a speech delay was diagnosed. in 2009 an open oval hole in the heart was diagnosed. His main diagnosis’ include congenital diseases of heart’s wall development, disorder of specific motor function development, allergic contact disorder, and the disorder of language and communication. Psychical and physical delays are indicated. He has a moderate level of language delay. The consultation of cardiologist and the help of speech therapist are recommend.

Brayden is a friendly boy, but it has been noticed that he often chooses to ignore the younger children. During games he follows the rules, but is motivation to participate in activities is poor. He has considerable special educational needs. He is currently studying at a speech therapeutical school. He still confuses colors and figures, it is difficult for him to memorize and write. Bradyen likes playing with Legos, he enjoys outdoor activities, but is not interested in arts and crafts. His hygiene skills are good. He is physically developing at an age appropriate level. In new surroundings he behaves adequately, he is quiet and polite. He bashfully communicates with strange people. Bradyen likes affection and compliments very much.

He has a very strong bond with his grandparent, he often talks about him, and eagerly anticipates his visits."

If you think you might be Brayden's family or would like a little more information about how to adopt him please contact Andrea at www.reecesrainbow.com.

well, done, my precious child...

...today, it has been two years since you returned to Heaven.  Two Earthly years, that is, since God took you in his arms and said, 'well done, my precious child, well done.'

I never knew you.  I don't even know your family personally, but I do follow their blog and many times over the past years of my life it has helped me in so many ways.  And today I pray for their strength and comfort.  Your story has touched my heart, it changed something in me.  It said to me, God still does miracles, among many other things.  But it is always for the good.

Your life, your amazing story, touched thousands of people across the world.  It does still. I still see stories of how people were changed, because of you, of how people have adopted children, because of you.

Once, a lady shared with your amazing mother, a story about how she thought you standing by her bedside shortly after you went to Heaven.  You were with Jesus, she said, he was holding your hand.  And the lady got the impression that you were visiting everyone whom had prayed for you.

I didn't say it.  But it nearly stopped my heart.  Because I didn't want people to think I was making it up.  But when I read that I remembered I had a dream exactly like that -- and the best part is, I didn't remember it until the moment I read those words.

I remember what I was doing those moments you went to Heaven.  I used to work nightshirt at a hotel. I was busy mopping the floor around 3 am or so my time.  And out of no where, I thought of you.  I wondered how you were doing.  And I realised you had been in the hospital for a month.  I said a prayer for you and your family right then and there.

I came home from work four hours later to see how you were doing ...and I sank into my chair in disbelief to find you were gone.  I, like so many many others out there, believed with all my heart that we would see you healed on this Earth.

...and yet, you went Home to God.  Where he said to you I am sure, "well done, my precious child. Well done." 

You don't have to be big to make a huge change in the world.  And Chrissie, I believe, with your beautiful heart - you absolutely did.  And you left a legacy with us all down here that will always live on.

Worth Posting...

...and please understand, I post this with no 'campaigning' intentions.  I just think its really cool:

"If you elect me president, you're not going to see legalized marijuana. I'm going to fight it tooth and nail."

-Mitt Romney

I don't know what to say...

...I don't know what to say.  I've tried writing this post two other times now. I've been trying to for hours now to get it right. I've posted about her on this blog before, Lera, her story has tugged at my heart for years. 

They need 6000 dollars by the end of the weekend I think, and on top of that they have another little girl fighting for her life in PICU. Please go over to their blog and help them however you can, pray for them, pass word on on your Facebook or blogs, donate to rebuild her adoption fund through the links provided if you can.  Help get the funds back together in time, and help get Lera out of there.  Thank you for reading tonight.  Take care.

Chinese Adoption, the Waiting Child

Hey you all.  Here is a video I found about special needs waiting children.  Maybe, if you are considering adoption, take a look at that list?  Thank you all.  Have a nice night.