The Chinese have an ancient proverb that says, “An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet regardless of time, place, or circumstances. The thread may stretch or tangle but will never break.”
Back in July 2015, the Lord called our family out of the Ethiopia adoption program, where had waited for over three years to adopt, and He moved us into the China adoption program. We could see His hand clearly leading us, and felt confident to move forward. He laid on our hearts a theme: Hope.
We felt strongly that this was our “season of hope” in our adoption journey, and God laid specifically Jeremiah 29:11 on our hearts: “For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future.”
Something about knowing that God did have a plan for our family and a hope for our child gave us such a peace. We were trusting that the Lord would continue to lead us as He has all along.
A month after switching adoption programs, we saw our sweet boy’s face for the first time here, on No Hands But Ours. I was familiar with NHBO as I had found it back in 2012 when reading anything and everything I could about adoption; but since NHBO is so China-specific, I eventually stopped so that I could try to find out more about Ethiopia.
Three years later, I stumbled upon NHBO again – this time to begin researching special needs for China! I had spent at least 50 hours that whole week reading up on different needs and had started to read the NHBO blog daily. The posts always made some of the scariest sounding special needs seem so do-able and realistic, and were a huge source of encouragement to me and my husband.
One typical Friday night, I was caught reading the daily blog post, but this night would be different. They were advocating for a little boy. The photo couldn’t have been much bigger than 2 x 2, and it was blurry. But, despite it not being the best photo, you could still see a sweet smile. It had some info on this little guy and said there were videos at his agency’s website. Shockingly, his needs did fit what we had just been approved for, but there was no way he was still available — surely someone had already snatched this cutie up. I clicked on the videos, and was totally struck by his sweet personality. He reminded me so much of our biological son who happened to be the same age.
I remember showing my husband his cute little face and getting the okay from him to ask for more info, but to be realistic as we were so close to getting a referral from our agency it would be crazy to switch now (so we newbies thought), it was likely someone has already gone after him. That whole weekend this little boy was constantly in my thoughts, even my dreams at night. I called first thing Monday and was shocked to find we were the only family that had called… out of the thousands who had seen his sweet face we were the only ones who had inquired. We know now this was because God knew we would say yes, and didn’t need to burden anyone else’s hearts for this sweet boy.
After two weeks of praying, we both felt God calling us to switch agencies and pursue this little boy. We fell in love and God moved mountains to allow us to pursue him! We had what felt like so many giant leaps of faith in such a short time: we switched countries, agencies, and even were researching special needs all the time wondering who our sweet child would be, but now we knew. This was the child we had been praying for long before he was born.
A few months after accepting his file we decided to dig into his Chinese name. We originally thought it had meant “My Country’s King”, but being new to Chinese we didn’t realize that the English version could actually be many different Chinese characters meaning something very different. We sent his characters to a friend who passed them on to a guide in China as they just didn’t quite match up to the same character as “King”. Sure enough, he texted back that we were close, but his name actually meant “My Country’s Hope”.
There was that thread again… Hope.
We were blown away. His name meant Hope. The theme God had laid on our hearts before we even laid eyes on him. God’s fingerprints have been in every detail of our son’s adoption…starting three and a half years ago, and even found in the name of our sweet boy. We had chosen the name Hudson after Hudson Taylor, who was a missionary to China — a man who brought the only hope to China.
We picked this name long before we saw his sweet face. And here, our son’s name was “His Country’s Hope”. We know God has a mighty plan for our Hudson’s life, and we feel so privileged to be called to be his parents — to be the ones to share with him God’s love for him! We cannot wait to see how God will use our son.
Though it’s an ancient proverb, it does have truth to its words: we were meant to meet our sweet boy, we were meant to be a family. We don’t deserve these blessings from God, but we are thankful. We are also extremely grateful to NHBO for advocating for our sweet boy. Without their post, we would never have seen our son.
Fast forward one year and our sweet boy has now been home six months this September. We are blown away by the transformation that God has done in redeeming our sweet boy’s heart and giving our family this great blessing. There were many ups and downs in the journey, but God saw us through, and will continue to do so, we are so thankful we said “yes”.
– guest post by Stephanie