God decided it was time and stepped in and began the process for us. Kristin’s great aunt passed away and left us a very nice inheritance. Really nice when you consider that it was a great aunt. But, she never married and had no children or grandchildren. So, Kristin was like a grandchild to her. What makes this inheritance even crazier is the fact that this great aunt was not a Christian, a hardcore Democrat, avid smoker, and devoted her life to pets. Basically, she lived a life the opposite of us. God was going to use this woman to help fulfill the calling on our lives! And more importantly, save a soul.
Now that we had received a considerable amount of money, Kristin, age 23, and I, age 25, began to research the adoption process. Foster care or adoption? International or domestic? Boy or girl? One child or multiple? These were all questions that we had to address at one time or another. As we began to discuss these questions, it became apparent to us that we were confident in our answers, even though others thought they had us pegged. After much research, we were led to an adoption agency that came highly recommended, and we knew people that worked for the agency and had used the agency. We were feeling good about the choice. And the reason you pay an agency a lot of money, is to feel good about the process…to let the experts take care of everything. In the end, I have never felt more let down by an entity. But, I will return to that at a later date.
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