Everyone who has ever prayed for, cared for, or given love to an adopted child. May God continue to lead you in ways that will allow you to be his heart and hands here on earth. And may every orphan in our midst one day know the love of a family.
And to God Almighty, the Author of life, who grants us wisdom, strength, and ability beyond our own.
A doption is a miracle all by itself.
As I followed up on adoption stories that had come my way over the years, I was struck by that one truth: Every adoption is a miracle. After all, it is God working things out so that a hurting orphan finds his or her way into a family with open arms. It is the building of families in a way that allows Gods plans to play out in a very real way.
A special verse in the book of James tells us: Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress (1:27 NIV). That doesnt always mean adoption is right for you. Perhaps that verse means you might pray for a hurting child. Maybe you could support a child internationallymany groups offer the opportunity to send a dollar or more a day to help an orphan eat or receive an education.
But sometimes that Scripture leads people to adoption.
That was the case for our family. As many of you know, we adopted three little boys from Haiti back in 2001. To date, I can tell you that things are going very well. It feels as if Sean, Josh, and EJ have always been with us. They are beautiful, talented children who have a growing faith and are loving to our biological kids. Our story is the last one in this book, so you can read about our miracles there.
Im best known for my Life-Changing Fiction, and because of that I receive hundreds of letters each week. Readers often will share their own miracle stories in the process of writing to me. Many of those became the source for the stories youre about to read.
During the research phase of this book, I checked to see what other collections were available. I expected there to be many and was surprised at what I found instead. There are no other collections, at the time of this printing, that detail stories of adoptions in a way that might encourage others to be excited about adoption.
For that reason, its my prayer that this book will be an encouragement to you. Perhaps youre considering adoption, and this collection will help you make up your mind. Or maybe you know a friend or relative who is considering adoption. Maybe a story in this book will give them encouragement.
But more than that, you probably know someone who has adopted and needs a lift to their spirits. As much as adoption is miraculous, it is also very difficult. It requires adjustments and sometimes a blending of two different cultureseven if the child is an infant. Many times adopted kids have special needs. For those families, and for all who have treaded the waters of adoption, this collection is meant to be an inspiration.
No matter what struggles youre going through, no matter how many highs and lows, the truth is that adoption is Gods handiwork. It is a blessing, a calling, an absolutely divine doing. Dive into the following pages and let God show you again the miracle of a child and the special miracle of adoption.
Dont forget to look for his fingerprints along the way. As much as theyre in this story, theyre in every adoption that has been or ever will be.
In his light,
Karen Kingsbury
PS: Check out my Web site at www.KarenKingsbury.com to learn more about my adoption story or the Red Gloves series of Christmas novellas or any of my other fiction titles.
C indy Henning was only sixteen when she got the news.
The youngest daughter in a family where faith was everything, Cindy had been dating an older boy, someone her parents had warned her about. Though the boy had earned a bad reputation, he had promised things would be different with Cindy.
Well kiss, nothing more, hed told her.
But six weeks earlier things had gotten out of hand. Now the boy had returned to college across the country, and Cindy was left with the shattering news. Just into her junior year of high school, she was pregnant.
A phone call to the boy proved useless.
Get an abortion. His tone was clipped, the warmth gone. Otherwise, dont call me again.
Cindy never did.
Instead, she had trouble eating and sleeping until she was four months pregnant. Then one night she made up her mind. She would keep the baby, drop out of school, and take correspondence courses at home. The life inside her was a child, her very own. Though adoption was a beautiful option for many people, Cindy couldnt imagine giving her baby to someone else.