Friday, July 13, 2012

Baby "Melvin" Finds a Home


I’m not usually in line with sharing personal financial information, but in light of our recent fundraising I feel obligated to share a few things. I think it’s important for everyone to know how impossible this situation was for Tyler and I and also for everyone to understand how big God is in comparison to this problem.
Throughout the past few months Tyler and I had been preparing for international adoption. When we decided to do this in February we looked at the prices and laughed. We asked, “How are we going to do this?” Yet we felt so strongly that this is what we were supposed to be doing that we literally stepped out in blind faith. We had started the mounds of paperwork and were paying as we went. The program we were looking at allowed you to pay the total cost of the adoption over the span of a year or more so we were just paying in tiny chunks, one paycheck at a time. Even then the total cost was one-third of what it would take to adopt Melvin.  
A little over a year ago we had started our own “financial boot camp” that would get us out of debt in a year and a half. Then I had a surgery. Then I had another surgery. That put us back another year into our boot camp regime.  We had two credit cards, one maxed out and one paid off and closed. When we learned of baby “Melvin” we looked into adoption loans just to see what the options were out there. There were none that we could find that went above $8k and no bank in their right mind was going to give out an unsecured loan for $19k. Aside from those two facts we knew taking on a loan that size would be devastating. If this was God’s plan it sure didn’t include us going into more debt. That’s just not God’s way.
Looking at this situation it is easy to see how truly impossible getting this money was. After we got the phone call regarding “Melvin” I remained more confused than anything. We knew we didn’t have the money and yet we received this call in the most unlikely of circumstances. It was too much of a coincidence to ignore it and yet it was too impossible to move forward. God was written all over this but I just couldn’t wrap my mind around the purpose or what I was supposed to do about it. We started thinking of the famous verse, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible” (Matthew 19:26). Everyone knows that verse. I daresay those who aren’t even Christians know that verse. We like to quote it and write it in Hallmark cards to make people feel more optimistic about their circumstances. It’s the level of belief behind that verse that’s always been difficult for me. At this point it went back to my belief ladder. I believe in God, therefore I believe what Scripture says, and Scripture says that with God all things are possible. I chuckled to myself, okay God. Whatever you say.
Thursday we were called about baby “Melvin”. Friday we went to visit him, wondering what in the world was going on. Friday night we sat together pondering and praying. Interestingly I loaded a Francis Chan sermon on my computer. I have started doing this a lot lately. It turns out that Sunday sermons aren’t enough for me. I’ll take a good preaching from Craig Groeschel, Francis Chan, or Andy Stanley any day of the week. Usually I just can’t get enough. I randomly picked a Francis sermon off of You Tube and sat on the couch watching it. The title had something to do with the purpose of your life so I thought it might offer clarity. What he said, however, has changed my pattern of thinking from that night forward. He quoted Isaiah 40:22, “He sits enthroned above the circle of the earth, and its people are like grasshoppers. He stretches out the heavens like a canopy, and spreads them out like a tent to live in”. He proceeded to preach about how many times do we pray and ask God to be present? Interesting. Tyler and I just spent the entire day asking God to be here with us, to be present with us right now, that this time we really needed Him to be here. But we’ve got it all wrong. God sits above the circle of the earth and we are like small insects. Our greatest scientists marvel at the expanse of the universe and yet God is up there stretching them out with His hands. This is His dominion. This is His universe. This is His party and we’re welcome to join Him if we want to. To spend our time praying for Him to pretty please show up is silly. This is not our life or our world that God needs to stop what He’s doing and come join our situation. The world fell into being because He said so and everything that has happened since has been in His control. Tyler and I realized that we didn’t need to stress out about this situation. We didn’t need to ask how or why. This was God’s party and all we had to do was join Him in His will and we would never go wrong. So we prayed for His will. If this baby was ours and it was His will than it would happen. Looking at it like that took all of the pressure off. Do any of us believe that God’s will cannot happen? No, of course not. Money or no money we wanted whatever God wanted. We just spent the night praying, “Whatever you want, God.” It was tempting at times to try and add a “by the way we don’t have any money” or “God, I’m not sure I can handle certain things…” but that is, of course, defeating the purpose of desiring His will. He knew our hearts. He knew our lives better than we knew it ourselves. Thinking of everything in these terms it was very easy to just hand this situation over to Jesus.
Saturday we called some dear friends back in Idaho from our old church. We wanted a third part opinion from Christians we respected. They very clearly told us to just get the word out and let God show off. It was unlikely that the money would just miraculously appear but we didn’t want to go begging and pleading either. Again, we really only wanted His will done, which would not involve extreme measures of raising finances. So we did just that, as I posted in my previous blogs. I wrote a letter and we posted it on facebook, and emailed it to the few people. I’d like to add that I’m fairly picky about facebook friends, too, so I have about 30 roughly. This was by no means a large market. Here is a copy of the letter:


Dear Friends,

                Many of you know the journey that Tyler and I have been on in the past few years. You all know about our wonderful Wyatt we lost at 28 weeks after birth. I try and keep things updated via my blog but things have been changing so fast for us that it has been difficult.
                After losing Wyatt we were immediately called to adoption through a sermon at our church. My heart was not ready at that point. For the next 18 months Tyler and I would talk on and off about it, explore the option and dismiss it. Last January we finally felt called to start the process. Tyler and I have spent the past six months researching adoptions, countries, orphans, special needs children, attachment disorders, and simply how to raise an adopted child. Lately we have been very close to a little girl in Thailand with severe special needs and were ready to say yes. We’ve spent 6 weeks on her case, sending her records to doctors and doing research on all of the outcomes we might face with her. We became experts on many traumatic childhood injuries and cognitive functioning. Through those weeks we continued to ask God for direction, asking only that our child be brought home. Whoever it was. Wherever they were. Three days ago we received a phone call from the adoption agency here in Nevada.
                “We have a little boy here, locally. He was born prematurely and the mother signed away her rights and left. We were wondering if you were interested.”
                “How premature was he?”
                “28 weeks. He’s in the NICU and he’s doing well. We just need parents for him. He needs people to hold him.”
                Tyler and I were in the car and began crying, thinking of our Wyatt and 28 weeks and the irony of this situation. We were on an international placement track and had an international home study. We received this call over other families in the area who were on the domestic waiting list. We agreed to go visit the NICU the next day.
                We met the doctors and nurses who were working with “Melvin”, the name he was assigned because he does not have one. So far he is doing well. A very minor brain bleed, he was on regular room oxygen, and hadn’t had intestinal issues. He is 32 weeks gestational age so he still has a long way to go; at least 5 or 6 weeks in the NICU. Long term, who knows? He may be fine. He may be special needs. But then again, we were already prepared for that. I got to rock him in the NICU and it seemed to calm him right down. The nurses informed us we were the first people to hold him in his three weeks of life. They also referred to us as ‘mom’ and ‘dad’ which was very hard for us. We just didn’t expect that. One nurse even said, “He’s got mom’s eyes.” All of the comments were too much as I stroked his hair (he’s got a lot!) and smelled his baby scents. This was not expected at all. 24 hours ago we were on our way to Thailand. What was God doing?   
                As we rocked Melvin we spoke with the social worker from the agency. She told us that we could be “placed” with him next week, that they were eager to get him a family. It was all very easy; they just need $19,410 by Monday. Maybe Wednesday. Tyler and I were shocked. All the international programs had much lower costs than that and we were expecting a year to be able to pay it all. We don’t have the money. Bonding with Melvin became very hard from that point on. I just kept looking at his silky head thinking, “I can’t afford you.”
                Tyler and I talked the whole drive home. Why would this happen? It’s so surreal, the timing so precise. We have no money and God knows that. Is this supposed to shove us closer to international kids? That doesn’t seem likely. Is this our boy? How can that be? Is this supposed to draw us away from international lists and get us to focus on a local baby, just not this one? We decided by the time we arrived home that if we try to figure out the complexities of God that we’ll make ourselves dizzy. Our situation was very cloudy so we reached out to our former Pastor and his wife, Paul and Angela Hatfield. Sometimes a third party perspective from a good source is healing and clarifying all in one. They also felt that this was God, loud and clear. God is bigger than $19,410. So we are going to step out in faith. We’ve said a tentative ‘yes’ to Melvin (we won’t keep the name Melvin, FYI) and that we’d have their money. We have no idea if this will work but I’m getting the word out to everyone we know. Can we raise this money in three days? Can we allow God to complete this? If this is His work, we have to believe that this will be the most amazing story ever. If you feel so called, please support us in our journey with baby Melvin. If you feel so called, please support us in your prayers.  

Seeking Him,
Tyler and Kylee Stef

Contributions go to:

Premier Adoption Agency                                      7646 Harney Peak Street
590 W. Mesquite Blvd.                                              Las Vegas, NV 89166
Suite, 202B
Mesquite, NV 89027

Phone: (702)346-4922

To get them in by the deadline, it may have to be done over the phone or checks mailed overnight. It’s a huge inconvenience. We appreciate you more than you know.


 This letter was posted on Saturday. We anxiously waited over the weekend to see what would happen on Monday…

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