To have enough is to give enough

So how many of us, if we're honest, have days where we say that we've done enough?

Enough for the day?

Enough for ourselves?

Enough for each other?

In these moments I think we must be measuring ourselves by our own worldly limits and certainly not by God's standards!

Surely we can NEVER do enough to advocate for the orphan and widow. 
To stand up for the most vulnerable in society.
To putting our faith into action.
To serving a God who laid down His own life for us and the wrongs we do.

But yet I still hear it in the most unlikely places. 

People, who deem themselves to be Christians, saying they have a calling to serve God, but yet fail to walk the walk.  Those who fail to go that extra mile for not just another human being but for God!  Those who become lazy in their faith journey.

Simply talking the talk is NOT good enough.

God ALWAYS asks for MORE!  God asks for ACTIONS!

And yet, when we feel like we've done enough, it's in these testing times, where God enocurages us to go further, that our faith grows and our trust in Him develops stronger.

'And God is able to make all grace overflow to you so that because you have enough of everything in every way at all times, you will overflow in every good work.'

2 Corinthians 9:8

In our good works, God will fill us with His grace!

We live such comfortable lives, with little stresses or worries, and yet the suffering continues for so many. 

Children are still left without families.  Slum families will struggle to stay safe, warm and fed tonight.  A woman is raped.  A child abducted to become a child soldier.  Someone spends a night on the streets, homeless.  A widow mourns.

The list could go on.....but you know the realities as well as I do.

Somewhere, someone is in need of love, in need of comfort and ultimately in need of action.

It may be in another part of the world, but it could also be on your doorstep.

And still we fail to try.  Or we worry about the little thing that we can do will fail to meet the needs of this person. 

God has given us comfortable lives to help those without this comfort! 

Our love multiplies with every need we see!  So why then should we fail to act upon it?

Throughout our adoption journey so many comments were made to me about how good it was of me to adopt.  So much emphasis on meeting a need.  And yet the need is still there.  Not for Lutaaya, and a need was met in her life, but this isn't ALL God has called me to do.

The calling to adopt was the strongest I have ever felt.  There has been a period of quietness and contemplation since we arrived home from Uganda in 2010. 

But yet God Calls......

Maybe quieter.....

Maybe a different message.....

But still there!  Still alive.

God hasn't sent me a message saying, 'Well done on adopting Lutaaya Natasha, now go and enjoy your time together and forget about anything else for the rest of your days for you heard and followed Me.'  Instead He gets me thinking, 'so what now God?'  'What next?'

And that's my call to work out.  But what's yours?  What has God filled your heart to do tonight, tomorrow?  I'd love to hear your stories, so feel free to post them in the comments part. Let's see what mountain's God is moving, or the little actions that mean the world to someone. 

Whatever it is, lets's act!

Surely it's better to do SOMETHING for someone else, rather than NOTHING! 

How things have changed....

Just over a year ago my little girl had never had a pet!

When she came into our home, she had to meet our cat, Gypsy.  I can hand on heart say, she was NOT impressed!

But oh how things have changed.....

What a difference a year makes!

In the trying times we learn.

Attachment is such a difficult thing to comprehend.  It’s something that tends to come naturally to most of us.  We are born and raised by one or two main caregivers.  We learn that these are the safest people in our worlds and we can trust them in any situation.  We understand their faces, their tone of voice, their body language and we learn the appropriate ways to respond. 

Add to that extended family and family friends and we have our safe support network.  Anyone not in this circle of people and deemed a stranger, we are taught to be cautious to remain safe. 

That is true attachment.  Someone there when things are going well, and they remain there, along for the ride when things get tough.

The thing is though, some children never get this start in life.  They may have never formed a valid attachment to anyone.  They may have suffered trauma in their early years.  They may have lost a primary care giver.  They may have had several care givers who they never have the opportunity to build relationships with.  They may have simply been let down one too many times to find it difficult to ever trust again. Or they may have experienced all of the above.

Such a sad place to be. 

And it isn’t just children who have grown up in a care system who may experience attachment issues. 

I see varying degrees of attachment issues in several of the young people I work with.  I’ve seen it in my daughter.

It’s the reason she spends most of her time with me.  It’s the reason we limit the circle of people around her so she recognises and understands who exactly is in her circle and who is not.  It’s the reason we promote safe and positive relationships with the people I know and trust, so she doesn’t build inappropriate relationship or have no awareness of stranger danger.  It’s the reason we limit opportunities for people to cause ‘let downs’, in making broken promises to her that she simply cannot handle.  After all she’s been let down enough in her life, now is the time to trust and grow.

The good news is that it isn’t a lost cause.  As long as we put the work in to create a positive relationship then we can work on rebuilding attachment.

It’s baby steps most of the time.  A normal day can offer up lots of opportunities to create a safe and nurturing environment in which me and my daughter can grow together.  And yes, ultimately the main attachment has to be towards ME!  I’m Mum, and she has to learn to understand that and all that it means to have me as Mum.

Some people just don’t get it!  Some people don’t even try to get it. 

And that’s OK. Because maybe this is something they will never need to be aware of.

Although what I’ve found lately is that in the trying times we learn the most. 

We went through a stage a while ago where if something had broken or been lost, we would experience total melt down.  I mean screaming, crying, .......

If meltdown didn’t happen then the broken object may just be hidden away so we don’t even have to deal with it.

Things have changed.  This week in fact, a kitchen storage jar fell off the shelf and the lid smashed.  Only this time things were different.....

There was no meltdown...

There was no hiding anything....

We finally had a positive attachment moment.

I simply watched for what reaction we were about to have.  She took a deep breath and waited too.  She regulated her behaviours to a certain degree and just when it looked like the tears were on the horizon, I was able to step in with a simple statement:

“It’s OK.”

Followed by a small hug.

Rather than questioning my reaction based on her earlier childhood she simply waited to see if this trust thing was for real.  It was a chance for our attachment to be tested.  A time for her to actually check out if I was up for the task.  A time for her to see how far she’s come!

And no I don’t mean for everyone going through a tough attachment time to go out and smash things so they can check out their reactions.  Just look for those moments when you have your child’s full attention, when you are both feeling vulnerable and then use this opportunity to build on what you already have.

All those days of creating your ‘normal’, they all add up for these moments.

 

The trying times;

The testing times;

The learning times;

The trusting times;

The loving times;

The forever family times.

She's 11!

Yes my little Ugandan Princess who also happens to be my Welsh Lady has had a birthday this week and turned 11!

Oh my goodness!  Where has that year gone since her very first birthday with us last year?

Last year we decided that we would go all out on the birthday celebration.  It was her very first birthday after all!  So we had a disco where she could invite all her friends and her whole class.  This year, she has grown so much on every level.  Obviously for a more mature little lady there had to be an alternative party option.  So this year she decided she would choose 5 friends and have a sleepover and cinema trip.

Last night was the night!  The birthday girl had her bestest buddies around and the fun began!

The Chosen Cake

Fairy Cakes

Make a wish

With her friends

So we had a venture to the cinema to see 'The Muppets' so I dare say you all know the tune that has been repeated throughout the night.  McDonald's Tea and then the chaos of a sleepover.  But the girls have been amazing and our house has been filled with laughter.

My kitchen looked somewhat like a cafe this morning catering for 6 girls, but it's been a pleasure to have them all stay.

I think Lutaaya has enjoyed her 11th Birthday!  That's for sure!

Blog world

I never even realised blogs existed until going into the world of adoption. 

It seems that if you adopt, there is an expectation to blog!

Add to blogging, facebook and skype and the world is suddenly a very small place.

I started blogging while we were stuck in Uganda and trying desperately to come home with my daughter.  Other people I know, started their blogs long before they even met their children.  Their blogs relive the whole process.  The wait!  The journey.

Others set up blogs because their lives suddenly took on a major challenge.  Lives were uprooted and people took up the challenge of moving all that know and love to spend their lives in Uganda.  I remember after going to meet up with the Riley family, who at the time, lived ten minutes down the road from me, I came home with a business card with their blog address on.  Days before they moved their lives and family to Uganda. 

Along my own journey I have read blogs of people who I have actually met.  I have read blogs of people I have never met but have adopted children who I knew since 2005, children who grew up and shared a home with my little girl.  Then there are those that I have never met and may never meet, but our journey's have crossed and I have followed their stories. 

I live in hope of meeting others who openly share their adoption stories and journeys and hearing how so many more children have come home to their forever families.

Not all the blogs I read are Ugandan adoption related.  Some are general family life, some share experiences, some share faith, some share parenting.  All very interesting people with extra ordinary lives. 

If you would like to follow some of these amazing stories, that are real people, living very real lives, then take a look across to the right hand side of my blog screen.  There are some quick links to the blogs I regularly visit.  They are blogs that are regularly updated and I promise, are blogs that will astound you and keep you on the edge of your seat. 

Take a look - you too may get hooked!

And if you're really brave, why not get sharing your own amazing stories and get your own blogs set up. 

The joy of reading, the passion of Uganda

I have been a pathetic blogger since the New Year kicked in.  I apologise now for that.

The thing is, I had some gifts for Christmas that have reminded me of a few of my favourite things, which I ALWAYS used to spend time on.

Me time! (The thing that kinda disappeared as motherhood arrived!)

I loved to read and I LOVE LOVE LOVE Uganda.

So my cousin (Hi Cuz Cams) gave me the perfect Christmas present this year for some precious me time.

And wow!  What a book!

It's amazing and I would highly recommend it.  It's a story of a remarkable young lady who gave up all she knew in the US, to move to Uganda and follow her call in life to say yes to everyone needing her help.  In the process of doing so, she is currently the Mum to 13 little girls. 

Like I said - AMAZING!

So it has been a wonderful start to 2012 with my new read, recently completed.  How Katie Davis explains life in Uganda I could really relate too.  Her entrance to motherhood, her passion for the needy, her creation of her forever family and the struggles that entails each day, along with her continuing call to serve - I can relate too.

She asks difficult questions that I guess all of us shy away from on a daily basis.  I mean how could we sleep at night and not be actively doing more when we know,

'The truth is that the 143 million orphaned children and the 11 million who starve to death or die from preventable diseases and the 8.5 million who work as child slaves, prostitutes, or under other horrific conditions and the 2.3 million who live with HIV add up to 164.8 million needy children.  And though at first glance that looks like a big number, 2.1 billion people on this earth proclaim to be Christians.
The truth is that if only 8% of the Christians woulsd care for one more child, there would not be any statistics left.'

Extract taken from 'Kisses from Katie, Katie Davis'

Something to think about hey?  Certainly got my brain back into overdrive. It is our duty and obligation to care for the orphans in this world if we call ourselves Christians.  Maybe we all need to be taking a step back and questionning our faith to see what we need to do next to fulfil our obligation. 

If you want to hear more of the amazing story that Katie Davis' life has become, check out her blog at http://www.kissesfromkatie.blogspot.com/

For unto us a child is born....

A child will be born for us.  A son will be given to us.  The government will rest on his shoulders.  He will be named: Wonderful Counsellor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.

Isaiah 9:6

That's the God we serve and the reason behind Christmas. 

So before our mad antics begin and Christmas Day is upon us, may we wish Merry Christmas and a Blessed New Year to you all.

From our House to Your's, with love!

Merry Christmas from our whole family