Jason Needs a Home. Could You Be His Forever Family?

Fear blanketed me with pity when my eyes first fell upon that determined boy with failing limbs and hesitant eyes. His wobbling body slowly approached that bright green walker, as my husband held out chocolate as a reward for his bravery, half way around the world.

A year earlier, in Chi*a, God undid me. I had just listened as a collection of precious souls and beautifully broken bodies sang humbly the same song I had heard at a church in southern China.

The fear of my own frailty looked me in the face. It was then, I climbed the stairs of that home for special needs children and saw the reflection of my own arrogance, shallow and pettiness.

I dropped to my knees and spent an entire night crying and repenting that I was the one to be pitied…I was the broken on, not them.

In God’s eyes, this world is an upside-down, inside-out Kingdom. The first are last and the last are first. Outward appearances are meaningless. It is inward tenderness and humbleness that captures the heart of God.

Special needs children that night, became the catalyst to His heart, the bridge that led and continues to lead me from selfishness to understanding of my own broken disabilities and pathetic ways.

Any pity I was feeling for the boy in the shiny, green walker was just a reflection of my own broken state…A mirror of the immobiity of my selfish ways, I would still mourn a year later.

My husband and I got home and I sat with the thoughts of that little boy who bravely stepped towards that shiny green walker in Chi*a…

I sat with thoughts that just wouldn’t leave me…

The boy who I once had pity for kept entering my dreams, reminding me of God’s purposes, calling out to a place in me where broken is beautiful and perfection is a farce.

Yes, oh how over the years, He has confounded me, He confounds the proud….

Choosing instead those the world might despise, reject, or otherwise look down upon as “imperfect”, predestining them with purposes only those forsaking shallow eyes and outward focus can see.

In fact, I wonder…Could it be God actually puts the brightest lights, strongest, braves, and most beautiful souls in the imperfect or those with broken bodies….

Calling the least expected to divine purposes, only those with spiritual eyes can see?

A Boy Named Jason

His name is Jason.

The boy in the green walker that taught me about courage and bravery. The one who stepped bravely from old to new. The one I would later learn likes Spiderman, swimming, ice cream, cheeseburgers and pizza.

Jason’s full smile and larger than life, contagious laugh woke me repeatedly with prayers for this special boy.

Jason has a walker, but has been learning to use crutches. He can bathroom, feed and take care of his basic needs independently.

Jason’s smile lights up any room. My first impression of Jason was that he was kind, gentle…even shy, a little.

Yet, despite so many watching, Jason was couragous.

He is a good friend, and bonds willingly with those he trusts.

This beautiful boy was branded to my heart, so much so that I e-mailed people about Jason. Would we be eligable to adopt Him?

This boy, ready to age out (At age 14, kids lose any chance of every getting adopted) Jason is 12. Was he questioning…

• Will I ever get adopted?
• Can someone really love me despite my spina bifida?
• Will I age out in a few short years and be stuck dependent on a country who can scoot aside its disabled?
• Can someone see past my outward appearances and love me for just being me?
• Are my needs too great for anyone to want me?

Friends, over the past few months, I have been e-mailing and questioning. Our family has been asking collectively, “God, what is your plan for Jason?”

I keep dreaming of this little boy and I just know He has greatness written on the pages of His beautifully, determined heart….

Yes, all pity turned to longing…Me realizing, whoever gets to parent Jason would be nothing but richly and incredibly blessed. Because friends…

The size or wrapping of a package doesn’t determine the price of the gift.

So, we contacted an adoption agency and some others. Open, willing, determined to walk through whatever door God might be opening. But we soon realized we did not qualify, at this time, to adopt Jason…

God must have a different plan.

Whoever gets to adopt Jason would find sheer delight in his huge smile, and warm hugs. I can imagine he will be an absolute treasure for a son; shy, kind, funny and oh, did I mention SUPER INTELLEGENT?

Living in a country where Jason has resources, opportunities and access to a great education…the sky could be the limit for someone like Jason.

Would you take a second and just pray about Jason? Could you be his forever family? If not, would you share this post with friends or family, church members, and other bloggers?

Because you never know when Jason’s forever family will see his face and says, “That’s MY son.”

Also, feel free to e-mail me and I would personally love to give you more information about Jason.

Soon, Jason will age out (Reach age 14) which means he will be stuck, according to the laws in Chi*a,  not qualifying for adoption.

Take a second and look at Jason’s gorgeous smile, Let’s find this sweet boy a home, before it is too late.

How can you help? PLEASE share this post.

You never know who in your circle could be the long awaited forever family of this wide-smiling, tender-hearted, funny and intelligent boy.

Thank you ahead of time for helping us advocate for a family for Jason.