“If you’re picturing a cute, feisty redhead Annie embracing a transformed Mr Warbucks, you’re at the wrong conference.” Or so we were forewarned by one of the speakers at the Together for Adoption Conference last week.
No Free Samples
As I left for the flight to attend the “Together for Adoption” conference, one of my pre-school kids casually chirped, “Dad, you can bring home one if you like, just make sure it’s a boy.” I had to explain that this wasn’t going to be an auction or a convention with booths offering free samples; it was a conference of teaching on the topic. When I arrived at the (ironically opulent) venue— a plush church building—I thought for a moment that I had spoken too soon. Booths and exhibits were being set up, manned by representatives from various local orphan homes and foster care organizations. And the number of children seemed to outnumber the adults present. But it turned out that the kids were all accounted for, and the booths were distributing literature.
I wasn’t sure who would be sitting next to me in the pews, but I found a patchwork of theologians, pastors, the curious, the passionate, the prospective adoptive parents, and largely the veteran adoptive parents. These arrived like a U.N. peace-keeping force in a convoy of mini-vans, representing various nations that have been brought together for—and by— adoption.
Cheaper by the Half-Dozen
It was inspiring to see so may families who had “tested” the waters of adoption, then after tasting God’s grace for the challenge, and having reaped the blessings of the experience, they then dived in boots and all, adopting half a dozen orphans at a time. These couples joked about having to resist the temptation to say things like, “Oh, you’ve adopted one? How cute.” Or, “Yours are healthy and emotionally balanced? What an interesting a choice.” Continue Reading…