The Call…Part 1 of the long story

march 10,2014 by pappa with thoughts by nama

Allow us to tell you a story of Blessing.

Orphanage kids, rain, track meet, art items 168

It is a story of listening to the whispering of God’s will and with trembling steps, moving forward in faith and obedience.

Through our adoption journey many asked…Why adopt?  When did the journey begin? How do you know this is of the Lord?  What are you thinking? Do you realize how old you will be when this child finishes high school?  Don’t you have enough children?

First, we believe we have been called by God to share all the things that He has blessed us with.  This includes physical, emotional, and spiritual blessings.

And do not forget to do good and to share with others for with such sacrifices God is pleased.  Hebrews 13:16

Secondly, as believers we are called to walk by faith.  In a practical sense that means diving into things that by our own abilities, we know we would be unable to conquer or control.  In this vulnerable position, of walking where we do not see and trusting for what we do not have, we have learned of our Lord’s faithfulness and love.

We live by faith not by sight. II Corinthians 5: 7

Bleh-Bleh copy 2The very first adoption seeds were planted before we said “I do”  as we talked of hopes and dreams for our life together.  We were open to raising any child that we found on our doorstep. After 24 years of marriage, 4 children, limited time, energy and income we had gradually concluded that adoption would not be a part of God’s plan for the Fischers.  We were fulfilled with the family we had.  We never really needed to adopt, we were willing if the Lord led. Yet occasionally over the years more adoption seeds would fall and lay dormant.

On November 6, 2004 Kaye, Trav and Ty attended a Steven Curtis Chapman concert in Minneapolis. The tour highlighted the ministry of adoption. Throughout the concert, Kaye knew the Lord was speaking to her heart, but she had a million reasons why it could not possibly mean adoption. That night as she sleeplessly stared at the hotel room ceiling, Kaye could clearly hear the Lord persistently whispering in her ear and she responded with every argument possible.  “We are too old, too busy, too tired, just approaching some parenting freedom, don’t have the money, don’t want to start over with bottles, diapers and potty training.

Nama~ i cannot explain to you the turmoil I was experiencing, on the one hand i could see the miracle in adoption and wanted with all my heart to surrender to accepting the blessing the Lord would have for us if He was asking and we would obey…on the other hand my flesh was screaming NO…No…No… as a home school family i feel the responsibility of my call to motherhood in a very real way. i could not imagine adding another life of responsibility to what already felt like more than my plate could hold. Yet knowing whatever it would cost, if it came from His hand, it was exactly where we not only needed, but wanted to go.

The Lord continued to confirm Kaye’s inklings the next morning thru John Piper as they visited Bethlehem Baptist church in Minneapolis.

Nama~As we worshiped i read in the bulletin John’s sermon title: Using our gifts in proportion to Our Faith, Helping People with all your Heart by His Grace through Faith. Before John stepped to the pulpit, i knew my Lord was continuing His work in my heart.

I appeal to you therefore, brothers, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God, which is your spiritual worship. Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind. Having gifts that differ according to the grace given to us, let us use them: if service, in our serving; the one who contributes, in generosity; the one who does acts of mercy, with cheerfulness. Romans 12: 1-8  

Nama~Please read this excerpt from Pastor John’s message for my heart. You can find the entire message here.

You stand before a judge who is just and good, he has found you guilty of a serious crime—and you really are guilty—your only hope is to appeal for mercy. You say, “I know I am guilty. I committed the crime. I have no excuse. So I do not ask for justice. Justice would condemn me, I would die and rightly so. I simply ask, can the court have mercy in my case?” And if it comes—if, against all expectation, the judge gives you mercy instead of justice, and lets you go free—you weep with joy as you walk out into the sunshine and sweet breezes of freedom.

We deserve Hell, Death but rather hear these words, “There is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus. You may go free. And before you go, know this: I have adopted you into my everlasting family. And now my Son will go with you all of your life to help you live as a mercy-treasuring heir of all I am and all I possess as God, where ever I lead you , He will accompany you, what ever your needs , He will provide. So when Paul tells us in Romans “By the mercies of God, present your bodies as a living sacrifice, and having gifts use them, he is telling us to give and serve in proportion to the profound gift of God’s mercy to us. Isn’t this what the world needs? Not just philanthropists. Not just leaders. Not just do-gooders to the poor. The church and the world need people who have trembled in the courtroom of God as guilty sinners; who have heard the joyful sound of mercy from the bench of the Judge: “You may go free; my Son paid your debt”; people who are therefore mercy-loving, mercy-dependent, Christ treasuring people; and who therefore overflow not just with contributions but self-forgetting, lavish contributions; and who don’t just lead, but lead with self-forgetting zeal and passion for the cause of Christ; and who don’t just do mercy, but love mercy and do it with self-forgetting joy.

That is what we need because that is what will show how valuable Christ is. He gets the glory, we get the joy.

Nama~Next to His mercy and Love all my “reasons” for not adopting quickly became insignificant excuses that i clung to as a tattered baby blanky hoping for comfort and security. My Father continued to patiently gently work in my heart to bring me to the point of letting go and turning in surrender to His loving arms, to trusting His perfect plan. My Father knew that i would need a truckload of confirmation and assurance before i would turn from my desire for control and step into the uncertainty of the adventure He had for us.

IMGP0340On the trip back to LaCrosse, Kaye mentioned to Trav and Ty that she really believed the Lord was calling us as a family to be open to the ministry of adoption. They both responded something like    “ that is so cool, last night I sensed that somehow adoption was meant to be a part of our family and wondered if you and Dad would ever consider it.”

As soon as they got home Kaye found me in the Garage. “I have to tell you what the Lord has been doing in my heart the past 24 hours.”

Kaye hadn’t said much before I said “I know Kaye , this morning in church the message was…….”

God had been preparing my heart at home in Holmen and we instantly knew we would accept the Lord’s call and step by faith into a journey of obedience that our flesh saw as nothing short of insanity.

8 “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,”
declares the LORD 9 “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. Isaiah 55:8-9

We had no idea what that call would be or where obedience would lead, but we knew the reality of  “adoption” had just sprouted after 24 years of lying dormant in the busyness of our plans.

We began to take the first cautious steps into the world of adoption clinging to the promise of this verse.

Blessings for Obedience

 And if you faithfully obey the voice of the Lord your God, being careful to do all his commandments, these blessings shall come upon you and overtake you, if you obey the voice of the Lord your God. Deuteronomy 28:28

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We had no idea how “literally” our Lord would fulfill His promise of  bringing Blessing to our home if we would obey.

 

Pappa P.S. – You can’t say NO, when God says GO

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