Last summer, before I conceived Verity, if someone had asked Joe and me, “What do you think about taking a child with Down syndrome into your family? She will have expensive medical problems, including a major heart defect that requires surgery. She will also need ongoing, intensive therapy and education for her physical and cognitive delays.”
We would have said, “We don’t think we can handle that at this point in our lives.”
Couldn’t anyone see that we don’t have extra time for a venture like that right now?
Wouldn’t most people say that our physical, emotional, mental, and financial resources are already stretched thinly enough?
We can’t afford heart surgery. Maybe a child with no heart problem?
But we don’t know anything about Down syndrome. We don’t have the spare time to research it like we will once life slows down a bit.
We just don’t see how it could realistically fit into our family’s life right now.
Maybe someday, when the playroom and the kitchen cabinets and the Ugly Bathroom and the room in the attic are finished off, and we don’t have any preschoolers.
Maybe someday, when we could manage it with our hands tied behind our backs.
For sure we couldn’t do it without lots and lots of help, and who would be willing to help a pair of crazies, anyway?! God would have to work a few miracles.
Take in a child with Down syndrome? Now?
Okay, so none of this crossed our minds even remotely last year.
But I’m pretty sure that we would have said that this isn’t the best time. Give it, oh, at least another five years.
“Have you not known? Have you not heard? The everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, neither faints nor is weary.
His understanding is unsearchable.
He gives power to the weak, and to those who have no might He increases strength.
Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall,
But those who wait on the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.”
From this perspective, our objections don’t look as big as God does.
How thankful we are that God works His plan and not ours!
How utterly thankful.