(Some more of my thoughts on the night of February 29, 2004 as a Dad who had two kids in an orphanage in a country that was just had it’s government overthrown in a coup.)
So, that Sunday night we went to bed.
Just like thousands of other people in West Michigan.
Except we weren’t like them.
We weren’t any better or stronger or more charitable. We were still just ordinary people.
But we had a great big old “unknown” sitting in the bottom of our stomaches.
What does this mean? Are our kids safe? (We knew they were at that moment – but what about the future?) Was this going to turn into a long civil war?
What are we going to do if the new government declares the paperwork from the old government to be worthless?
What if they close adoptions? How will we ever get our kids home?
So many unknowns.
I should have gone to bed with one big truth rather than so many unknowns. But I didn’t do that very well at that point.
So I went to bed worried.
What’s that big thing?
No matter what, MY GOD IS BIGGER.
He’s bigger than an overthrown government.
He’s bigger than potentially lost paperwork.
He’s bigger than all of that.
He’s bigger than what you’re struggling with today.
He’s bigger than what I’m struggling with today.
He’s bigger and He’s got this.
But it’s hard to step back and say, “okay, God, it’s you.”
None of us do that very well.
Not nearly enough of us do it at all.
Looking back on things from 14 years later, I can tell you a couple of things about that time:
⁃ God took a very confusing, very stressful and difficult time and did some very awesome things in that time (Read the post “Time – of Coups and Careers”)—
⁃ We’ve been blessed with some friendships that have stayed in place since those days, 14 years ago.
⁃ Through the publicity that Haitian adoptions received at that time, I know that hearts and minds were touched and opened to helping kids who need someone to stand up for them.
⁃ There were many things that happened after the earthquake in 2010 where we could look back and draw on what we learned and what we did after the coup to help us at the time of the earthquake. I’m not talking people who were on the ground in Haiti, I’m talking about people in the United States who were attempting to help or who were adoptive parents with children who were “stuck” in Haiti. But more on that later.
The long night of worry, of fear of the unknowns, came to an end. And the sun came up on Monday morning……..