Whac-a-mole discipleship

As a young child, before the days of the game console, I remember my dad taking us to the arcade: Play Palace in Montgomery, AL. I distinctly remember Whac-a-mole. I rarely played, but it always caught my attention because it was the most animated—or at least the player was! Apparently these gems can still be owned:

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From funtimeamusements.net—get your own!

If you’re like me and most parents I know, this is a perfect description of parenting. Some mole out-of-line? Whack it down with scolding, a guilt trip, or—for the really savvy parent—a Bible verse! See if that one pops back up anytime soon. (It always does.) It doesn’t take long for us to learn we’re in over our heads, and just like the game, it keeps on speeding up until the player ultimately looses.

This is a perfect foil for discipleship, especially for the parent. One’s typical approach is reactive: wait for something to go wrong and then deal with it. Certainly, this is how I started. Perhaps it’s rooted in the secular notion that people are basically good until circumstances knock them askew. It’s a reactive discipleship model and one that isn’t likely to succeed.

By God’s grace, some time ago, I and my wife were brought to the end of ourselves in parenting. All of the moles were poking their heads up and we were done. We came to realize that unless God intervened, we weren’t going to make it. We resurrected daily family Bible time and memorizing Scripture as a family. It was then we realized that unless we changed the machine, we weren’t going to win. We ripped off the panel from the arcade game and started tinkering with the electronics & mechanics—the heart of the matter. We’ve been at it for 3 years, and we’ve seen God’s grace bring progress, but there’s so much more to go. Our hearts are more complicated than that game!

A profitable paradigm comes from Scripture:

You will recognize them by their fruit. Grapes are not gathered from thorns or figs from thistles, are they? In the same way, every good tree bears good fruit, but the bad tree bears bad fruit.  A good tree is not able to bear bad fruit, nor a bad tree to bear good fruit. 

Matthew 7:16-18 NET

As parents and sometimes as counselors to others, we focus on the fruit rather than dealing with the root of the issue from which those fruit grow. It’s what we see, so we react to it—the bad attitudes, anger, discontent, complaining, or illicit phone use. Jesus informs us that unless we deal with the tree itself, we’ll never succeed. Paul Tripp, in his book, Instruments in the Redeemer’s Hands, cleverly calls it “fruit stapling.”

Pastor Todd Murray of GIBC in Jupiter, FL, provides an excellent graphic that I’ve pulled from his outline on the message, “Fight the Good Fight – A Practical Battle Plan for Waging War on Sin.”

Todd Murray's "Fruit of Sinful Words and Deeds"
From Todd Murray, GIBC Jupiter, FL

A heart set on it’s own ways will always lead to fruit that none of us want in the end. Typically it’s both my child and I who are operating from a heart of pride: I don’t want the sinful fruit of my child getting in the way of my selfish desires and so I react—parent—in an equally dishonoring way. If I’m doing well, I may avoid such sin on my part, but I may still instruct my child to only avoid the bad fruit. But if I’m not helping that child to see what gives rise to that fruit, I’m not enabling them to overcome.

What I particularly appreciate about Pastor Murray’s graphic is the soil. It is lies about God’s character and doubts about His Word that feed my pride. If I’m going to gain a humble submission to God’s Word and live in obedience to it, I need to dig deep enough to find where I’m doubting or misunderstanding the true character of God. This presumes I’ve entrusted myself to the work of Christ to save me from the dominance and consequence of sin! So for myself and my children, I must operate from this basis.

From the very beginning, the temptation to disobedience has been a slanderous accusation against character and a bid to cause us to doubt God’s Word. Satan’s first words were, “Is it really true that God said, ….” (See Genesis 3). The defense is to ascribe greater worth to God’s written Word and in faith to submit to its demands on our lives. This we bring first to ourselves and second to our children. Then, as we change the soil from unbelief and disbelief to faithful trust in the veracity of God’s Word the Bible, we can begin to gain ground over sin and the miserable fruit it bears in our lives.

Instead of waiting for the fruit to show, spend time proactively addressing issues of the heart—especially when things are going well!

Put down the Whac-a-mole hammer and get digging!

Adoption = Extreme Canoeing

A family is like a canoe. When everyone sits and cooperates, everything is stable. When one gets out of hand, others get a bit nervous. When there’s no cooperation, the canoe cuts a rather random path making no real progress. When someone stands up, things get hairy rather quickly.

Now if one is not going solo, the most unsettling part of canoeing is when another gets in. The unspoken rules are obvious: carefully, gently, keeping low and steady, ease oneself over the gunwale and into the seat.

This is a rather accurate picture of how a family operates. This latter part – adding new members – is intentionally a relatively slow and steady process. Unless it is an adoption.

For a couple weeks, Mom & Dad left the canoe in able hands and flew halfway around the world to seek new crew. New in every sense. No experience, no English language skills, no relevant knowledge of how things go in the family, etc. Then we come back home, crashing through the bushes, with two extra children in our arms, running pell-mell to the water’s edge and take a flying leap back into the canoe. There’s not a canoe-entry rule left unbroken.

Why do we expect everything to go so well with adoption? The moment our feet hit the bottom of the boat, all chaos breaks out. Life as our original children have always known it just vaporized. Their entire world is sent rocking wildly. Mom and Dad don’t have a chance to get into their seats and everyone is looking with panic at the water with white-knuckle grips on the gunwales. Everyone’s about to take a drink. They’re sure of it.

So it goes when new children are added to a family this way. Each will panic in their own way. Some more, others less. And Mom and Dad worry: can we keep the boat stable and everyone safely in the canoe? It takes a while for these reverberations to die down and things to get stable again.

This understanding is most useful to us when one of the children becomes belligerent or falls apart at the smallest thing. An experienced and trained parent can often tell the difference between defiance and when the brain shuts down as a matter of survival. The stress level in these situations is sky high. Give them a break and instead of discipline, give them an extra dose of love.

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Dare We Take a Sabbath?

At the pool Sunday evening, one of my sons asked me about the Sabbath. He had read a story in which the children were not even allowed to play on Sunday lest they fail to keep the 4th commandment. Clearly that’s over top, isn’t it? I had some stock answers on hand but am never satisfied with those. Typically such are born out of twisting doctrine to fit the American lifestyle. I remembered some notes from our Middle School pastor’s teaching on this a couple years ago:

The Lord commanded rest on the 7th day. Rest means trusting God that He has everything under control. Rest means not providing for myself or my family (i.e. collecting manna) because God has sovereign control over everything and will provide.

Will I trust Him? Can I trust Him? It seems that I’m pulling oxen out of the ditch 7 days a week. Helping to fold clothes, putting kids in bed, cleaning the kitchen, sorting out bills, post-adoption paperwork, cleaning the kitchen again, counseling an erring child, repairing some piece of the house, sorting out details for school …. We invariably head to bed late with urgent matters still unfinished.

I’ve chosen to continue managing these details on Sundays for a variety of reasons but thanks to my inquisitive son, I must now reconsider. Can I afford to rest and let the urgent slide?  Can I trust God to take care of these things?

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“Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”

– Jesus. Matthew 11:28-30 (NASB)

Home at last!

Joshua and Addy are home at last!

 

And our journey has just begun. Words cannot substitute for the life altering experience of adoption but I wish that I could share the depth of our joy and delight.

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I wish that through these words I could paint you into the experience. The only way to understand the transformation we have experienced is to adopt a child yourself. I hope you will.

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For years I’ve felt a strange draw to throw everything to the wind and do something impossible; something requiring pure reliance on the all sufficiency of the Lord.

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We’ve now taken the plunge and found Him faithful beyond our wildest imagination. We know He will never fail us. We’ve watched His hand in action time and again throughout the effort and now we continue day by day in His strength.

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Once we received travel approval, we put everything into high gear to get to China asap.

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Our adoption agency did a phenomenal job, especially with the coordination on the China side. To get them as quickly as possible, we waved our rights to back out of the adoption and did back-t0-back gotcha days. Becky and Karis flew to Beijing mid-March and had a couple of days to deal with jet lag before taking the high speed train to Shijiazhuang where they picked up Joshua.

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17 hours later, they were in Nanning, ready to get Addy the next morning (5 hours later!)

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We were prepared for difficult times, and for a bit of time, Addy said not a word and Becky was preparing for the worst. But Addy soon broke through her nervousness and opened herself up to Becky and Karis.

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Several days later they were in Guangzhou for the doctors visits and to handle the immigration paperwork. Joshua handled it all like a pro, rolling with the changes as if they were no big deal.

 

Addy struggled but came through like a champ.

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While Joshua and Addy were getting their visas in order, I was flying to Guangzhou to meet them.

Someone had anonymously donated tickets for me so that I could join them at the end of the trip! What a delight to meet them.

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It took a few minutes for them to warm up to me but before an hour was out, they were sitting in my lap and feeding me snacks.

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Before taking them home, we took them to see a zoo and the Great Wall to give them something by which to remember their heritage.

How are they adjusting? It seems that it is almost too quick. They immediately jumped into our family as if they were always a part. Joshua and Addy both have attached themselves to their Baba just like our other five have. Addy also adores her older sister and oldest brother, often looking for them or not letting them out of her sight.

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There will certainly be difficulties, and some have already occurred. I tremble deeply when I think about having to require the seat belt on the airplane. Having to hug and quietly speak words of love to a terrified child fighting for all they are worth for thirty minutes, and congratulating them afterward for doing so well… Stressful? Yes, but not because of a child’s defiance, but because of the hurt about which we know nothing. I weep over the pain. It has become mine, and I joyfully bear it for this child.

How is it that twelve months ago there was nothing but pictures, and for me, not even emotion? We started with a mere choice to act in love and paint a practical picture of God in the best way I could imagine.

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Today we are both filled with a love that joyfully accepts being crushed with the burden of their suffering. How is it that I have compassion for instead of anger at a defiant child?

Thank you Madison, for requiring the reading of books and training which have prepared us for the particular challenges of adopted children.

Thank you Dr. Purvis for the Empowered to Connect simulcast that has revealed to us how trauma affects the mind and how to help such children heal.

Thank you Roepnack family for living out the example for us to see the love of Christ.

Thank you Becky, for not nagging me about adoption (or anything else!) and patiently waiting for God to prepare me for this work.

Thank You Lord, for offering to me the opportunity to be like You and to share Your boundless love to two little ones. Thank You for the love and grace to give to them.

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The journey has indeed begun. There’s no turning back. We’re not even close to being the same people that left for China not too many days ago.

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2 years ago this month, Becky visited this panda at the Guangzhou zoo while helping our friends adopt two children. 

It was 8:30 am this morning as Becky was walking out the door with our children when the phone rang. Our agency rep called to let us know that we had received TA! That was worth being late to the co-op!

Tonight, we had Chinese food to celebrate.

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and we’ll celebrate again later tonight with root beer floats!

Many thanks for your prayers and support. We’re expecting departure for China before the end of the month. There’s enough time to get in and out before the trade fair, but we must still wait until we have a consulate appointment and gotcha days scheduled before we stop holding our breath. Keep praying these kids home!

Push. Pray. Pause………

Everywhere we go these days we are asked, “When are you going to China?”  Some even say, “I thought you were in China.”  Well, not yet.  We are still waiting.

There are so many inexplicable parts to this process.  Parts that even we adoptive parents don’t understand.  Basically, we are following a long list of procedures and filling out stacks of forms.  Then we send them off and wait. And wait. Then repeat the same some more!

From what we understand, we are currently at the point where we are waiting for an electronic Travel Approval. This cannot be pushed through by personnel. It is dependent on all the computer systems working properly, and there happens to be a glitch.  A snafu.  The computer will not issue TA without proof of payment, and, even though this part is paid in full, the computer can’t figure it out! So, we wait…

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We have been pushing and pleading as much as we can but requests can go only so far. We are very thankful for the adoption agency that is doing what they can to move things forward. We have, of course, also been praying, seeking the Lord’s hand to move it forward. And we are learning to pause – to wait for the Lord’s timing.

Wait for the LORD; Be strong and let your heart take courage; Yes, wait for the LORD.

– Psalm 27:14

Our purpose in the adoption is not our own; it is the work of the Lord in and through our lives. He will bring about the consummation of this adoption in his own timing. We are trusting Him, not computers in China or individuals running those computers! But pushing is not out of the question; the Lord has given us abilities to serve others and we serve Joshua and Addy by pushing to get them home. The Lord delivered the Israelites out of slavery in Egypt, but Moses was given a great deal of responsibility. My favorite inspirational subtext of this history is a short conversation between God and Moses:

The LORD said to him, “What is that in your hand?” And he said, “A staff.” Then He said, “Throw it on the ground.”

– Exodus 4:2

The follower of Christ has three things to do in situations like ours: Push, Pray and Pause. We’re doing all three. As fast as we can!

 

Truth leading emotions

If you have followed this blog, you probably have noticed that we have said nothing about desire, nothing about the emotional aspect of this adoption. That’s because emotions were not part of the decision to seek out one or two children to adopt. We did not go looking for Joshua and Addy to fulfill our own needs, or because our family felt too small, or because we needed to get the attention of others.

So you may rightly point out that if there is no emotion to drive us to build attachment with these children, no heart-felt love that binds us tightly even when they push away, how will they be better off? But the emotion is there and it grows every day. Our love for them is real and heart-felt. For many – most, perhaps – love is a wildfire that caught them unawares and the rapturous overtures burn brightly and carry them through many difficult situations. This wasn’t the case for me.

As a husband, I must choose to do many things that I do not want to do. As a father, I must choose to do even more things I do not want to do! Emotions are a powerful catalyst, but they must not be in control of our lives. They are more fickle than a young child with a choice about food.

Ravi Zacharias wrote something in Jesus Among Other Gods that has stuck with me ever since I read it a couple decades ago:

Sometimes truth has to take emotions by the hand and lead them where they need to go.

I found this playing itself out in my life the other day as I was driving home. I wasn’t listening to music or news. I was just thinking. My thoughts turned to Joshua and I imagined him in one of those moments of pure simplicity. Like a couple years ago when Becky asked Samuel how we get to heaven. “Swim!” was his completely serious answer! These moments abound with young children. The thought of this normalcy with Joshua brought a smile to my face, and I realized. I care. I love. And I’m looking forward to Joshua and Addy being home. Yes, love is a wildfire, but call me an arson. I lit a match and started the fire intentionally. And it is burning brightly.

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Love is both a sacrificial action that has nothing to do with emotion and an emotion that prevents such actions from feeling like a sacrifice.

 

On the fast track to China!!

Today we got word that the Article 5 was picked up and should have been sent overnight to Beijing!!

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Then what? Travel Approval and an appointment at the US Consulate in Guangzhou for a VISA appointment for Joshua and Addy!

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We were expecting about 45 days between “cake day” and Travel Approval (TA). We had asked for your prayers that TA would come within 36 days to avoid the huge trade show. It’s been less than two weeks and though it hasn’t been issued yet, we could receive TA any minute now! How’s that for a resounding ‘yes’ to our prayers?

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It’s really coming together faster than we expected. We’ll be wrapping up the fund raising in several days, because the AdoptTogether funds need to be sent to our agency before we actually travel.

We are making travel plans, buying guide and care-giver gifts, packing, cramming Mandarin language study, and wondering just when we will take off!  Your part in this -your prayers, encouragement, and financial gifts- are in no way overlooked! We want to thank each and every one of you for helping to make this a reality.

 

Lepers we once were

She arose, and staggered forward. Her ghastly hands were up, and
she screamed with horrible shrillness. The people saw her–saw her
hideous face, and stopped awe-struck–an effect for which extreme
human misery, visible as in this instance, is as potent as majesty
in purple and gold. Tirzah, behind her a little way, fell down too
faint and frightened to follow farther.

“The lepers! the lepers!”

“Stone them!”

“The accursed of God! Kill them!”

These, with other yells of like import, broke in upon the hosannas
of the part of the multitude too far removed to see and understand
the cause of the interruption. Some there were, however, near by
familiar with the nature of the man to whom the unfortunates were
appealing–some who, by long intercourse with him, had caught
somewhat of his divine compassion: they gazed at him, and were
silent while, in fair view, he rode up and stopped in front
of the woman. She also beheld his face–calm, pitiful, and of
exceeding beauty, the large eyes tender with benignant purpose.

And this was the colloquy that ensued:

“O Master, Master! Thou seest our need; thou canst make us clean.
Have mercy upon us–mercy!”

“Believest thou I am able to do this?” he asked.

“Thou art he of whom the prophets spake–thou art the Messiah!”
she replied.

His eyes grew radiant, his manner confident.

“Woman,” he said, “great is thy faith; be it unto thee even as
thou wilt.”

Covering her head, the elder hastened to Tirzah,
and folded her in her arms, crying, “Daughter, look up! I have
his promise; he is indeed the Messiah. We are saved–saved!”

– Lew Wallace, Ben Hur, Book VIII chapter IV

Sin is leprosy of the heart. A living death. It deforms and disfigures us from what God made us to be. It prevents us from living as we were meant to live. It numbs our senses so that we inflict harm on ourselves without feeling it. It damages our eyes so that we cannot see the horror we are to ourselves or others. It is the death curse with which we are born and from which there is no escape.

Except through Christ.

Jesus stretched out His hand and touched him, saying, “I am willing; be cleansed.” And immediately his leprosy was cleansed.

– Mt 8:3

There is no escape until we despise the mocking, jeering, hateful crowds around us and kneel at His feet. Then Jesus touches us and pronounces us clean, whole, alive. But this is a communicable disease, and knowingly He still touches us. Intentionally, He takes upon Himself this evil so that we might be healed and delivered from this death. He was driven from the Holy city and sacrificed outside the camp.

How then do those of us who claim His salvation, continue in sin? Why should this horrible disease have any more control over us? Why do we continue to live in the caves far from family and friends, and continue in darkness and conduct ourselves as if we are not free from this repugnant enemy? How can we keep stitching together the filthy leprous rags we have worn for years to keep them from completely falling off our body?
It is time to undress, be washed, and put on the clothes of righteousness.

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God is the perfect Father, and He will not allow His children to remain filthy and wicked, unrepentant and self-willed, uncleansed and unchanged. He went so far as to take our death upon Himself to cleanse us; it is madness to imagine that He doesn’t care enough to remove sin from our lives. If half-truths, bending the rules in your favor, or just a short peek at the sensual doesn’t convict and horrify you, then despite whatever experience you may have had, emotions you may have felt, or prayer you may have offered, you may still be a leper; a leper deceived. Have you truly submitted to the authority of Christ’s hand to let Him truly touch and transform you?

Test yourselves to see if you are in the faith; examine yourselves! Or do you not recognize this about yourselves, that Jesus Christ is in you– unless indeed you fail the test?

II Corinthians 13:5

What is the condition of your soul?

They know we’re coming!

As soon as we signed the LOA, agreeing to adopt Joshua and Addy, we sent pictures to each of them and arranged for cakes to be sent to them to celebrate.

They both seem joyful and excited – and we like to imagine that it’s more than the cake! It is clear that their caretakers really worked to make it a special celebration for them. It must be rather bittersweet for them after years of love and care. We are very grateful for each one of their caretakers and hope to be able to express our thankfulness to them.  It was thrilling to have these pictures appear in our email inbox!  What a great surprise!

Today was also special for a second reason: we received notice of approval for Joshua and Addy to come to the U.S.! Please pray that the final steps go quickly. There are 4 or 5 steps to travel approval, depending on how one counts. This normally takes about 45 days, which would put our travel dates right on top of the a huge trade show in Guangzhou. The immense crowds would add stress to an already challenging trip and costs will be dramatically inflated, as well. To avoid that, we need TA within 36 days at the very latest and a consulate appointment in the first half of April. Since the heart of the king is in the hand of the Lord (Proverbs 21:1), then so must be the hearts of the officials handling our paperwork. Regardless, though, we will trust His purposes in whatever timing He brings. Your prayers about this and our ability to be patient and accept the Lord’s plan are appreciated.

Thanks for journeying with us.