A New Sound

It is with a weary and sad heart that I announce that our family will be moving yet again.  Due to circumstances out of our control (but not out of HIS) we will be leaving our beloved apartment on the beach.  Over the Christmas holidays we (mostly my dear sweet husband) have looked at close to 50 houses.  Since we have to leave what we think is the best location in our Emirate, we have decided to take the plunge and move into a "neighborhood" rather than another apartment building.  For a whole host of reasons, it will be the best thing for our family.  (not sure about our wallets...just doing what HE is calling us to do and trusting HIM with the details.)  We will be located a few blocks back from the water now in a small townhome community.

Today as I sat with my big kids at the beach and reflected over the year and this upcoming change, I was overwhelmed with the roar of the waves.  Somehow over the past 2 years I have started to take for granted their beautiful hum in my ears.  Funny how when you are faced with losing something, you remember how dear it is to you. 

I was also struck with a new thought about the verse, "Pray without ceasing." (1 Thess. 5:17)  So often we think of praying as talking with God.  How can we constantly be talking with God?  I have heard people's opinion on this...reminders of things that prompt us to pray, etc.  However, the main part of praying should be listening.  What if we were so in-tune with Him that He was the roar of the waves in our ears?  What if we stopped praying (listening) and the silence was painfully deafening?

Father, may we stay in constant rhythmical prayer with you.  May your sweet voice be the backdrop of our lives in our new home.  May the "roar" of the ocean of your presence be what surrounds our new home. 

AT

Christmas 2014

As I sat here this morning thinking about what to share, I read my coffee mug.  It says, "Celebrate the Gift of Jesus EVERYDAY".  What a great reminder during this season!  Yes, let us celebrate the coming of Christ.  It is important to take special time to remember Christ's sacrifice in coming to earth.  It is also important to remember that He is our gift EVERYDAY!  He has something new for us each day.  He desires that we spend time unwrapping His Word and feasting on the privilege of being able to be in His presence.  He is Emanuel - God WITH us.  Today and EVERYDAY!  AT

 

The kids are waiting to see what is under the tree! 

TOTAL SURPRISE!

 

 

 

Merry Christmas From Our Family To Yours!!  

 

Happy Thanksgiving

We pray that your holiday was filled with times of rejoicing in all that the Father has done for you.  We spent the holiday weekend surrounded by many friends from all over the world.  When you live in an ex-pat dominated country (Emiratis are only 10% of the population!) it is not a hard task to find yourself rubbing shoulders with people from every continent.  I believe that I spent an hour speaking Turkish; 30 minutes talking in French/English; almost 2 hours trying to remember proper Spanish; 20 minutes going from Arabic to English and an entire evening attempting to discern the Queen's English from a New Zealander and an Aussie.  Praise the Lord for an hour conversation with my dad and mom.  I can successfully communicate in Texan.  I don't even have to finish my sentences to be understood! LOL!  Yes, there is much to be grateful for! 

 

This year we made a thankful tree with glittery leaves that we purchased in the States.  I love seeing our praises written down.  What great reminders of God's goodness to us.  Here are some highlights:  

 

Matt: travel mercies; a car that fits our expanded family; God's provision; comfort in hard times 

 

Amy: Salvation and forgiveness; people that are good listeners; modern conveniences  

 

William:  family; home; tennis; new friends 

 

 

Grace:  God's goodness to us even when we are hurting; family; ice skating; people to talk to



 

Micah:  my special blanket "lovie"; my shoes (that means I get to go somewhere)  

 

Joy: my camel "Kami"; yogurt (my favorite food!)

 

 

"I will praise God's name in song and glorify him with Thanksgiving." Psalm 69:30 

 

AT 

 

 

Following God Can End Badly

Loss.  It seems like a small, simple word, and yet when it happens there is nothing simple about it.

Loss has been a theme in our last 2 years:  loss of a country we loved, loss of friends, loss of relationships we held dear, loss of a culture that had grown dear to our hearts, loss of a vision, loss of a child, loss of innocence, loss of life...

As 2014 draws closer to an end and we reflect back, it is beginning to make total sense why we have gained weight/have some health issues, feel stressed, finances are strapped, have withdrawn a little from things of old, etc. Loss has a way of gutting you; complicating the norm; weighing your daily walk; and causing you to question.  

Grief.  Grief is the natural result of loss.  It is what makes us question; makes us feel alone and isolated; makes us search for greater meaning...

Walking through the 5 stages of grief (Denial and Isolation; Anger; Bargaining; Depression; and Acceptance) is time consuming and messy.  It makes people around us feel uncomfortable; it often means taking a step away from "normal" life things.  However, it is needed and valuable.  This is where we have been...well and still are in some areas.   

Faith.  "Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen." Hebrews 11:1.  Sounds simple. Right?  How do you explain your faith?  Yes, loss and thus grief can be a weight that at times seem too heavy to bear, but it is by faith that we stand.  We get up the next day and take up our cross and follow him.  

I just recently watched a short clip by Matt Chandler.    (It is under 5 minutes.  You can click on the following link to view Following God can end badly.)  In it he says, "God has not hinged any of His Kingdom goals on me being here."  I would add...He has not hinged His goals on me being happy, me having all "I" deem necessary, me feeling comfortable, me being important in HIS story at all.  Bottom line is:  My life is not even about ME. "The man goes in the ground and the message goes on.  The story is not ours it's God's."  MC 

Heart.  SO, how do we carry on when we know that we are but a tool being used to paint a larger picture for His Kingdom?  I believe that the answer is found in the heart.  Do I have a heart of gratitude?  Do I choose to thank Him in all circumstances?  Do I wholeheartedly say, "Thy will be done!"?

During this time of Thanksgiving, the Travis family is choosing to reflect on all the things that we have to be grateful for over the past few years.  Despite all the difficult circumstances we have experienced and are still walking through, HE IS GOOD and HE IS GOD!  

Praise His name today with us.  AT  

Catching Up!

Where have we been?
The short answer is:  around the world and back.  :)

Next question:  Where did the year go?....Isn't that something old people ask?  Well, I am feeling it! 

Our last post was from William's 12th birthday in 2013 with his goals for his last year as a "child".  I am happy to report that he accomplished all 13 goals.  I am a very proud momma.  I know that the teen years are not going to be smooth sailing.  The infant years, toddler years, preschool years and elementary years have all had their ups and downs; however, Matt and I are super excited to walk through this time with William (and soon Grace to follow).  We are very humbled to see all the things that God is doing in his life.

All of you know by now that last fall we began an adoption journey in Ethiopia.  This time last year, we had met our son, Micah, and daughter, Hope.  We were busy with holiday preparations to complete the adoption within the month and head to Texas for much celebration.  

Obviously, things did not go as "we" had planned.  I have struggled with how to write it all out for this blog, so I decided to simply post a "summary" talk that I gave at a ladies' meeting in September regarding our adoption journey. 

So Here we go:

Today I want to talk about 4 words:  Adoption; Multi-Cultural; Orphan; and Trust 

As a young teen I watched my aunt struggle with infertility.  It was so heartbreaking to watch as we gathered Christmas after Christmas.  I could see the longing in her eyes for a child.  My sadness turned to fear as I too began to have medical issues.  I was told very young that I would most likely never carry a baby to full-term.  Enter the 1^st word or seed that God placed in my heart - ADOPTION.  We welcomed Andy and 2 years later Heather into our family:  Cousins, not by birth, but through heartbreak, loss, desire, and grace.  Adoption was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen. 

Matt and I met at university.  We were friends for 2 years before God brought us together.  One of my biggest struggles in committing to marriage was my possible inability to have children.  Matt loves children, and I didn’t know if he could really not have biological children and still be happy.  I obviously didn’t know my husband very well then!  His love and trust in the Lord is always an inspiration and encouragement to me. 

In the early years of our marriage, Matt’s sister welcomed to our family a child from the State of Florida.  Enter the 2^nd word or seed that God placed our hearts:  Multi-Cultural.  Notice I did not say “multi-racial”.  There is but one race:  God’s race or the human race.  It is historically, scientifically, and Biblically accurate to say there is only one race. Elijah is African and Porto Rican.  A few years later by the same sister we welcomed into our family a little girl named Lydia.  She is part Hispanic.  As a child I learned to have friends from all cultural backgrounds.  I was taught to love and embrace all people.  How thankful we all were to be able to expand our family to include new cultures. 

In the first 4 years of our marriage we lost 4 children to early birth.  As you know through the blessings of the Father and His miraculous handiwork, I was able to carry 2 children to full-term.  Something many doctors said was going to be impossible!  The Father gets all the praise for William and Grace.  After Grace, I was pregnant one more time, but lost the baby early in the first trimester.  At this time the first 2 words that God had been working in me came closer to the surface.  Matt too was prompted by the Holy Spirit to begin to ask and pray about the possibility of the Adoption of a multi-cultural child. 

Over the next 9 years we followed the Lord through the journey of multi-cultural adoption.  It seemed that this was not to be HIS plan for us.  Which leads us to the 3^rd word ORPHAN.  Wow, that seemed like a huge step of faith.  We had already experienced 5 failed adoption attempts; 4 as domestic (or in our home county the U.S.) which are supposedly “easier” and one failed attempt in Turkey as residents.  What would it look like to go to another country and receive an orphaned child into our arms? 

Many of you have followed our journey and prayed for us this past year.  "The adoption was challenging - the LOVE arrived instantly."  is a fitting quote for our experience. 

In August of 2013 we were matched with 2 infants.  In September we met them both and knew instantly that our son was to be our Micah.  The promised name the Lord had given us almost 2 years prior in 2012 during a time of prayer.  Four months later after naming him, we found out that Micah was born on June 8^th.  Our family verse is Micah 6:8 “And what does the Lord require of you, but to act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.”  Was it an accident that he was born on that date?  NO – our God has perfect plans for HIS people. 

At the same time, after many weeks of prayer we knew that our daughter with whom we were matched at that time was not the baby Joy that we had been promised by God in 2012.  Her name was to be Hope JoAnn.  Hope was a very small and very weak infant.  I believe that I was her mom for 9 months so that she could get the medical care and nutrition that she needed.  I am happy to go into more details at a later time, but through the deceit of man but not out of the sovereign plan of God we were not able to legally adopt Hope.  She will always be in our hearts just not in our home.

Enter precious Joy into the picture:  "Sosena", Joy came to the orphan home in November of 2013.  She was placed in the same crib as Micah.  Why?  Only God.  She and Micah were bed mates for 4 months until the home was less crowded and Micah was given his own crib.  As people would pass by her bed they would say, “This baby is such a joy.”  When they would pass her playing they would say, “She has so much joy.”  

In the days leading up to the trail determining who would have baby Hope, I felt the Lord tell me that I was to let her go.  Hope is loved by God more than I could ever love her and though I do not understand now, I know as truth that HIS plan for her is far better than mine.  At the same time, God told me that the baby "Sosena" was to be my promised daughter, Joy.  Of course, I was terrified; how was this to happen?  You can’t just pick a baby; they are matched with you; legally it would take half a year again….it all just seemed so out of the possible. (and I was ready to be DONE) 

However, with God all things are possible.  Enter the last word:  TRUST!  The very day, I was crying, trying to bring out the words of goodbye, and holding my Hope for the last time.  The Sister took her out of my arms, handed me Joy and said, “Take this girl.  She is your joy.”  WOW!  Out of the mouth of an unbeliever...ONLY GOD!  At first in my grief I was angry.  “Give me back my child”, I wanted to scream at anyone who would listen.  But the child in my arms smiled and told me with her eyes that she wanted me for her mom.  How could I refuse?  It didn’t make the pain of losing Hope easier, but it made my arms not so cold.  Again, adoption is challenging (loss is hard) but love comes instantly.    

Was the rest easy? NO!  There was a mountain of legal trails to hike, but God in only HIS awesome power made all of it come together in 3 weeks on the American legal side and another month on the Ethiopian side.  Thankfully, we were able to live in Addis Ababa from March-June; and we were able to visit the babies everyday and work in the orphan home.

We have now had the babies in our family since June 17^th.  We spent 2 months in Texas completing their citizenship, and we have been back in the UAE since the end of August.

We are often asked:  Has the adoption of multi-cultural orphans been easy on the family? Everything is perfect now right? Ummm….no – now the work really begins.  Now our trust and dependence on the Father has to increase all the more.  Now is the real journey.   Love comes instantly, but choosing to love like 1 Corinthians 13 is a daily work.   

Thank you for your continued prayers and encouragement.  I hope this clears up a few questions for some of you we haven't spoken to in a while.  You are welcome to write.  amytravis76@gmail.com We are still planning to use this blog as a "what is God teaching us" site.  It will not be solely about adoption, parenting, etc.

AT