Imagine

Imagine

Imagine waking up each morning surrounded by people, but totally alone.

Imagine walking to and from school and home each day knowing that you could disappear and no one would really care.

Imagine going to bed at night without saying goodnight to anyone.

Imagine the doors being opened for you, and walking out into the world without any support system, without anyone to advocate for you, anyone to fight on your behalf. 

Imagine being thrust into adulthood without the tools necessary to survive.

Imagine a world full of light into which you cannot walk.

Imagine being trapped in darkness with no real hope.

Imagine.

 

The plight of those without family is more real to me than it’s ever been before. I’ve known the statistics for a long time – Girls who ago out of an orphanage are 60% more likely to end up in prostitution. Boys who age out are 70% more likely to end up in prison. The suicide rate for children who have exited an orphanage without a support system are sky-high.

I knew these things, but I’d never touched them.

This is a fight that we cannot ignore. I’m a huge proponent of adoption. I absolutely believe that adoption is a necessary and important tool in orphan care. I’m also, however, passionate about supporting orphans within their own countries. We must help them from both ends of this spectrum.

I do believe that it’s best for children to be raised in their own countries, amidst their own cultures. I also believe that’s not always possible, and for those who are called, I fully support you in your quest for adoption.

There has to be more, though. We must advocate for the fatherless with zeal, and we cannot give up on this quest because too much is at stake. I heard it said not long ago that growing up without a family is toxic to a child’s soul. There is, perhaps, no greater loneliness than that of knowing that no one cares. 

This isn’t a post that’s meant to incite guilt. The truth is, I don’t really know what the next step is for our family. When we put “K” on the plane next week, what happens next?

I don’t know. But I’m asking and I’m seeking, because now I know and once you know the truth, action is required.

The orphan crisis is big – it’s so big. Bigger than any one person, or any one organization. But results are tangible, and there is hope to be found. (<—Click this to tweetHope may be slow, but it’s alive and it’s real and it’s the only thing that can shatter the darkness.

All I ask today is that you imagine the feeling of being totally and completely alone. Imagine,  just for a second.

What can you do?

What can I do?

What difference could we make in this world if we weren’t afraid to try? 

Comments

  1. Every person has got his own road to pass in this world. It is called destiny. “Why?” is the most difficult question of all ever asked. And we shouldn’t ask… we must live, just live… but we must also support those that are weaker, those that are alone, those that are afraid with anything we can. We can do more than we can imagine. Sometimes even a smile or a kind word can make a change, be a miracle to someone. I care… And you know it, my friend. I’m sending a tight hug for you and the sweet Ukrainian girl .

    • Thank you, Sveta. She and I talked about you the other day and I told her you would be a great resource in her country if she ever needed one. I told her you were basically the Ukrainian version of me. :) I’m so grateful for you!

  2. It’s been fun to see the pics of your family with “K.” What a beautiful girl, and what a beautiful choice you all made to welcome her wholeheartedly into your home for this past month, and into your hearts for the rest of your lives! I’m praying for your “what next?” May God be clear as He continues to lead you, and continue to give you great courage! And as “K” leaves, I am praying that she may know that she is not entirely alone, having known the love of the Stuarts, and the love of their Jesus who goes with her.

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