I had this most
amazing dream. A “biblical” dream where
upon waking I knew that God was telling me something.
I have never had
a dream like that again. In the dream I
had a little dark haired girl. I called
her Linda Joy. My husband told me that he
wanted to call her Linda Heather. The
two names, we found out later, meant Beautiful Flower. This dream was six weeks before our
appointment with the adoption agency.
A week before
our appointment I came down with a really nasty stomach bug. I could hardly lift my head off the pillow
and couldn’t keep any food down. I
didn’t want to cancel our appointment with the agency on the Friday morning, so
the night before I went to the doctor to see if he could give me some
medication so that at least I could go.
Medication? I didn’t need medication—he did tests and
confirmed that I was at least seven weeks pregnant.
I felt so sick
that it didn’t real sink in what he was telling me. Because it was too late to cancel our morning
appointment we made our way to the agency just to tell them our news. From the moment of finding out about the
pregnancy I knew that we were going to have a dark haired girl. We knew what we would name her. God had told us in my dream. Our beautiful flower.
Now I was
confused.
What was God
trying to teach me when I had just come to the point of accepting that God had
different ways of placing children in families.
Maybe I still don’t really know but one thing I do
know, without a doubt, was that God wanted this baby to be part of our family.
On the 2
December, 1972 Linda Heather was born after a normal pregnancy with not even a
hint of a miscarriage. I so enjoyed
being pregnant (after the morning sickness had stopped that is).
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Baby Linda, the day we brought her home from the hospital |
Now I was
convinced that the Lord had taken us on a journey of acceptance. I had my little girl, He obviously in His
wisdom did not want us to adopt, so what was the point of waiting we would go
straight ahead and have another baby. We’re waiting ……………….. three years later
we’re still waiting!
Now there was
absolutely no doubt about it because we had already walked this road—we would
once again apply to adopt a baby.
The only
difference this time was that we felt that we should go to a Christian agency.
(Here I just want to add, for your interest, a little culture of South
Africa. We have eleven official
languages, English being the main one. This agency was predominately
Afrikaans. At that time in South Africa
an English family—that’s us—would not be allowed to adopt a baby from an
Afrikaans mother. We knew that we would
have to wait longer because of this.
It’s not like
that now and adoptions take place across race and language.)
Later in this
story you will see that this was a critical decision and ordained by God. If we had not done this we would not be able
to share this miraculous story with you.
We phoned the
adoption agency for an appointment.
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The picture of our family we sent to the adoption agency, so they could see what we were like to match us up with our new baby. |
The
LORD directs the steps of the godly. He delights in every detail of their
lives. (NLT)
Psalm 37:23
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