The saying, "a picture speaks a thousand words" is all that is ringing in this crazy head of mine as I try to introduce this family of six. Try is the key word because my words seem inadequate to tell even part of the story. The story is one of redemption. And it all started with Anne following her heart to Africa, completely unknowing that she would someday bring a part of Africa back with her. I can remember Anne reading her diary out loud to a small group of us at church, her words and tears spilling out across the room as if a Tsunami were swallowing the very walls around our souls. The walls were down. Anne's transparency is magnetic and brings true beauty everywhere she goes. The story began to unfold and we were introduced to a little baby in a far away country that would soon to become one of ours. We fell in love. Ali Rose was loved with our prayers and tears as we passed around pictures of this motherless little baby girl in Africa. But we all knew she was motherless no longer. There was a beautiful, strong mother sitting among us that already loved her as only a mother can love.
Today Ali Rose is one. Her first birthday was filled with those that love her and call her their own. We are so glad God wrote you into our story. Here is an excerpt from a blog post from Anne on Ali Rose's first birthday....
A year ago today, the labor pains began in her body. A year ago today, the yearning for another child was heavy on my heart.
A year ago today, she traveled to the nearest hospital because she and her unborn baby were in distress.
A year ago today, I traveled to another state to be with an old friend and meet her newborn son.
A year ago today, she received woeful medical care, which turned into horrific medical care because of her limited ability to pay.
A year ago today, the Lord took away my desire to have another biological child.
A year ago today, she cried out in agony- her body wrecked with pain.
A year ago today, I was comfortable in this life where I have MORE than enough of everything.
A year ago today, she brought this baby into the world.
A year ago today, He whispered to me I know the child for you.
A year ago today, this baby took her first breath and opened her bright eyes.
A year ago today, I pleaded that the Lord would bring this child, who He had for our family, to me.
A year ago today, they placed this baby on her mother’s chest. Her mother overflowed with love for the little one.
A year ago today, I was hoping & praying for another one to love.
A year ago today, the baby was thriving but her mother began to fight for her life.
A year ago today, I sipped my Starbucks- which would have been the equivalent cost for medical care that could have saved her mother’s life.
A year ago today, her world was turning dark.
A year ago today, mine was becoming bright.
I will never be able to thank Rose- (Ali Rose’s birth mom) for the treasure that her beautiful daughter is to me and to our family. I can only say that my heart has been breaking today for Rose. A wise friend told me she believe’s that birth parents get an awesome view from Heaven of their children’s firsts; first step, first word, first birthday. On this day I believe Rose is looking down, I hope she is smiling. For her daughter, my daughter is perfect. And she will blow out her first candle on her birthday cake tonight surrounded by love.
For the Lord knew that she would need mother’s to step in early on. She had two foster mother’s who loved her well in the first months of her life in Uganda. They operated from an outpouring of the Father’s love that he lavished on them- and they lavished on her. Rose sacrificed, Mandie Joy & Rachel sacrificed, all for this little baby girl who would come and join our family and we have been the unlikely recipients of this deep and sacrificial love. We have been blessed.