Our adoption story: Grief, Faith, and Joy
SETTING THE PACE / Living life with an eternal perspective
As many of you know, my seven-year-old son, Trey, stepped into eternity with His Savior a little over six years ago. In the weeks and months following Trey’s death, our family began a unique journey. It was a journey mixed with grief, faith, and joy. There were, and continue to be, days where the grief was and is overwhelming, but there were, and continue to be, days where our joy was and is inexpressible. We have learned how to live with pain, as we trust, hope, and rejoice in the goodness of our great God and Savior, Jesus Christ.
I cannot remember when it happened exactly, but one day at church, I noticed a little boy that I did not ever remember seeing. This young boy was full of life and energy, and for whatever reason, had taken a serious interest in Trey’s story. He would come up to me each week and say things like, “I can’t wait to meet Trey one day,” or “Trey is my hero.” He loved Trey, even though he never met him. I began to ask about this child and quickly came to find out that his name was Andrew, and that a woman in our church was fostering him. To make a long story short, my wife and I began to pray about adopting him. He was about Trey’s age and my family was growing to love him. All my children became very connected to Andrew as well, and were in agreement that we should pursue adoption.
My wife and I began the process of Department of Human Services (DHS) approval. From paperwork, to home inspections, to 27 hours of training, etc., we were finally approved. We were excited and expecting to be able to adopt Andrew. Unfortunately, shortly after our approval, DHS informed us that we would not be able to adopt him. That, in and of itself, is a long story, but simply put, there were certain regulations in place that did not allow for us to move forward with adoption. We were heartbroken. The good news was that the lady fostering Andrew in our church was able to adopt him, and she did. We rejoiced greatly in that.
Several months after all this happened, my wife and I got a phone call from DHS letting us know that Andrew’s birth mother had recently delivered a baby boy. Due to our relationship and connection to Andrew, DHS said we could be considered for non-related kinship adoption. We did not have to pray long about this and let them know that we were willing. Right around Christmas day in 2014, we brought a little four-month-old baby boy, whom we named Luke, into our home. We all quickly fell in love with him and began the process of moving forward with adoption.
About ten months after we took Luke into our home, I received another phone call from DHS. They informed me that both Andrew and Luke’s birth-mother had recently had another baby. This time it was a little girl we named Addi, and she was only four days old. They wanted to know if we would be willing to take her in and pursue adoption with her as well. My wife and I said, “Yes,” and in just a couple of hours after receiving the phone call, found ourselves taking this sweet little baby girl home. In this process, our family prayed, waited, and simply trusted the Lord with these two precious children that God had brought into our lives.
While our family was on vacation in the summer of 2016, we got the official word that we would be able to adopt both Luke and Addi! When we got the news, tears of joy streamed down our faces. We were so happy and relieved. On August 9, 2016, the Freeman family added two new members, Luke Kenneth and Adele (Addi) Joy! It was an incredible day of celebration and thanksgiving to God for allowing us the privilege of having these two children in our lives forever. This past week was Addi’s birthday and she turned four years old. We are so blessed to have Luke and Addi in our lives. God has used these children in our lives in ways I never thought possible. To Him be the glory! See you next week!
“It was an incredible day of celebration and thanksgiving to God for allowing us the privilege of having these two children in our lives forever.”