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OUR FAMILY (We're no longer orphans!)
Tom
Victoria
Austin
Meagan
Brian
Annie
Barret
Piper (16)
Poppy (7)
Willow (6)
Willow
Wu Hui Xuan
About Xiao Qian
Li: This is the Orphanage Director's last name (remember, last names first in China), so all of the children from her orphanage have this last name.
Xiao: We're told that this means "little", although we're not completely certain (the Chinese characters are much more definitive, but we haven't been able to find anyone to completely interpret them for us). Regardless, it's meant to be endearing, and thus her middle name (which is always used or spoken before her first name, below).
Qian: This means "beautiful", and so she really is (both physically and in her personality).
So, as they say in China, "She has a very beautiful name", as are all names in China. We happen to think her's is special though.
Guangzhou, Guongdong Province
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Xiao Qian Travel Itinerary
January 22nd - Leave for Hong Kong
January 23rd - Arrive in Hong Kong & Spend Night
January 24th - Train to Guangzhou
January 25th - RECEIVE XIAO QIAN
January 26th - 28 - Paperwork & Medical in Guangzhou
January 29th - 31st - Excursion to Guilin, China
February 1st - Consulate Appointment in Guangzhou
February 2nd - Pick Up Xiao Qian's VISA
February 3rd - Swearing In @ U.S. Embassy/Train to Hong Kong
February 4th - Site Seeing in Hong Kong with Xiao Qian
February 5th - Flight To & Arrive In San Francisco (ENTIRE FAMILY REUNITED)
Xiao Qian's New Family
Poppy, Annie, Victoria, Barret, Willow, Austin & Tom on May 18th, 2008
Annie, Victoria, Poppy, Barret, Austin, Tom & Willow on September 14th, 2008
Caitlin & Meghan (Nieces), Poppy, Tom, Victoria, Willow, Annie, Barret, Meagan (Future Daughter-In-Law) & Austin on November 29th, 2008
Annie, Poppy, Tom, Willow, Victoria, Meagan, Austin & Barret on March 23rd, 2009
Why Adoption?
When the confluence of providences encircled our lives during early 2005, such as (i) listening to a series of tapes of family communication with Tom's dad when he was stationed in Vietnam, (ii) thus prompting the contemplation of his own physical adoption as a newborn baby, (iii) further causing us to remember our own priceless spiritual adoption into the family of God, (iv) hearing a biographical sketch of the life of patriarch George Mueller and his undaunted passion for the orphans, (v) being simultaneously struck by the words of our Lord, "This is pure and undefiled religion in the sight of our God and Father, to visit orphans and widows in their distress, and to keeponeself unstained by the world." (James 1:27), (vi) wrestling with our own disdainful selfishness, and (vii) watching in the comfort of our family room on a dreary February Sunday afternoon a Steven Curtis Chapman DVD (Live "Declaration" Concert) that featured his own adoption of several orphaned Chinese girls; we simply could not escape the peering question, "Why adoption?" In fact, the reverse question was quickly and unforgettably etched in our minds, "Why not adoption?" So, "Why not adoption?" we must ask. Because we must give away what does not belong to us. Because we must fight the war of selfishness by forcing ourselves into the battlefield of love. Because we must share the remainder of our lives by providing for the"least of these". Because we must bring the foreign mission field into our home since we're not in foreign lands. Because we must avoid the comfortable and deceiving trap of complacency. Because we must see the grace of God's spiritual adoptive gift played out in the tangible example of physical adoption. Because there's one little child out there that needs a home, and we have one. That's why!
A Favorite Quote
We love this quote from a fellow adopter pilgrim and wanted to share it with you:
"There's no other more worthy thing to invest your time, life or money into - than the lives of children. Dear ________ had a wonderful life in China with a wonderful foster family for nearly 7 years .... but she was NEVER told that there was a God who created her, loves her and died for her to be able to go to Heaven. She is just eating up the Word of God and glows with inner joy!! No amount of money, time or having a safe/comfortable life can compare to seeing this transformation in her life! And dear little _______ - she would have been dead in the arms of some poor ayi, since no one in China could have ever fixed her heart -it was a real toughy for the docs here in the states! And if we have to pay the bills off for years to come, so be it!
No we are not crazy and no we are not trying to fill some void in our lives or trying to 'stay young' by having kids in our late forties! We have heard all of those comments! The crazy ones most of all. But when you do it once, you finally know that it's not that bad/hard and geez, we could do this for yet another child! ... and another .... and another!
Catch the adoption Spirit!! Actually several of my email/adoption girlfriends think we should create a new AA - adopters anonymous! 'Hello, my name is Mary and I peeked at another waiting child list just this morning!' LOL! Another heart issue for me is this - when I reach Heaven's gates, I want to have run a long, hard race, fought a tough, exhausting fight and fall at the dear Lord's feet totally spent and used up for Him. I do NOT want to be wallowing in riches in my retirement years, sipping tea by the pool and taking sight seeing world trips! I do not want to be refreshed and freshly showered - I want to be worn out and filthy from the work of bringing every child I can to the Lord's throne. THEN and only then will I truly enter into rest and be able to rejoice forevermore with all the children HE has brought into my life!!"
Austin & Meagan's Wedding Day
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Meagan & Austin's Wedding Website
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Ugandan Children Ministry
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Willow Rae Hui Xuan
First Glimpse That Captured Our Hearts
Photo Taken in August, 2007
Picture taken in May, 2008.
Photo Taken in December, 2008
About Willow
Willow's Chinese Name:
Wu Hui Xuan
Wu: From Wuwei, Gansu Province Hui: Intelligent Xuan: Lofty/Outstanding Talents
Willow was born on September 7th, 2006 and was left at the entrance to the Wuwei Social Welfare Institute (orphanage) on September 14, 2006. She spent approximately 4 months in the Wuwei SWI before joining her foster family in January 2007. As far as we know, she has been with her foster family since that time...the past 15 months. Her records indicate that her cleft lip was repaired in July of 07. (Scroll down the page to see her "before" photo). Her cleft palate will be repaired once she is home with us.
Willow will be 20 months old on May 6th. (Poppy and Willow are 20 months apart in age.) We received an update last week reporting that, "She weighs 21 pounds and is walking steadily. She likes sweet foods (of course), listening to music and playing outside.
We can't wait to meet her!
Willow's Wei
What are you saying through those pensive eyes, Peering from the corners, Piercing through , Protecting your borders, To make sense of the cries?
Are you asking, "Why?" Why was I the one, Missing a part, That prevents me to say, And express or impart? Born with a blemish, And the plight of a girl, Among the billions of souls, And their search for a pearl.
Are you asking,"Who?" Who was the one, That left me alone, On a threshold so cold, Feeling lost and forelorn? Born in a land, Among others with sore, Wondering who could release, From the depth of their core.
What are you saying through those pensive eyes, Peering from the corners, Piercing through , Protecting your borders, To make sense of the cries?
Are you asking, "What?" What would happen, Of me now and to come, So small, so young, Hoping for life wherever it's from? A future unknown, Under the expanse of the skies, Waiting, wanting, Some release from my sighes.
Are you asking, "When?" When was it conceived, That my days were decreed, To find a home, When to stay and be freed? To move about, From shore to distant shore, To land with another, Whose past I safely adore.
What are you saying through those pensive eyes, Peering from the corners, Piercing through , Protecting your borders, To make sense of the cries?
Are you asking, "Where?" Where am I going, And where shall the end I be, Subject to fate, And the hope that I'll see. Held in love, And the embrace of another, Trusting my Maker, And His love to smother.
What are you saying through those pensive eyes, Peering from the corners, Piercing through , Protecting your borders, To make sense of the cries?
Are you asking, "How?" How can it be, That one such as I, Could possibly mean, So much from on High? Perfectly created, In spite of such flaw, And adorned with great love, From the One born in straw.
Here's what I'm saying through my pensive eyes, Peering from the corners, Piercing through , Protecting my borders, To make sense of my cries.
While questions abound, And I ponder them all, I welcome the love, He has to install. That I might be safe, And rescued from grief, That I might not question, His perfect relief.
Poppy Mae Zu Qiao
"I'm a big sister!"
Poppy's Poem
I knew not that I was born in a far distant land, to parents that loved and cradled with hand. From a country that values and depends on the boy, to care for the aged and their lineage with joy.
I knew not that I was feeble, had heart with a hole, that beat for love, and a need to be whole. When discovered would be a curse that was second, to being a girl; that could not be reckoned.
I knew not that I was among a tribe so rare, to be a Yao with the proud and a people so fair. The trails they traverse in a land roaming hills, would dare not welcome a girl with such ills.
I knew not that I was left near an opening to a mine, that frequented workers in the morning to find. A baby all alone, so helpless and weak, crying for love, only to hear someone speak.
I knew not that I was found by a stranger that cared, who took me in, and was willing to spare. Only to find that I was without name, a child of the fatherless, then housed with the lame.
I knew not that I was taken to others away, to become an orphan with no direction or say. To live among cribs, all lined in a row, receiving little comfort by the others in stow.
I knew not that another would dare to give, so my heart might be healed in order to live. The fear and the pain came all too quick. Who am I, O' my, why am I so sick?
I knew not of God or that He would call, from another country a family so small. To love and to welcome a baby unknown, into their hearts with shelter and home.
I know now that life is so sweet, When God stirs a heart for others to greet. For this is His purpose in creating it all, That He might receive glory, when ransomed from the Fall.
Tom's Adoptions
Fatherless the world received, A mother who unwittingly conceived, Knowing not what was foretold, That from the foundations of old, One would be sold, And rescued from the bereaved.
Another mother, a new found father, Their journey traversed for a baby to garner, Sacrificially abundant with shelter and feed, Care and cover without any greed, As one's own pure seed, A child who was sealed with bronze laden solder.
Wandering through a sufferless life, Enjoying pleasures and rewards with no strife, The victories that are known, Oh, the hubris that is sown, Into a soul of its own, Naively severed from God with a saboteur's knife.
Again an orphan, but now by choosing, A pathway that leads to loneliness and losing, Stranger and foe from a far distant plot, Found by the Alpha and Omega to adopt, A heart tied in knot, Delivered from fatal wounds that were ceaselessly oozing.
Now there is life to one born again, But what shall one do with such purpose without chagrin? To give away what is not yours, By penetrating with deepening bores, The healing of similar sores, For another who can never win.
Thus it is with those that are chosen, For they do not seek the promise that's frozen, For determined from the beginning of time, Their name is ever sublime, With a heritage of line, That is written in the Book that is golden.
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