Today
marks a journey that began for my wife and I almost 9 years ago.
As a
young, soon to be in love couple, we found ourselves serving and caring for
orphaned children in Brazil along with several other Canadians. We met some
amazing kids, heard some heart wrenching stories, and knew that all of this had
inspired us to change the way we looked at life.
Years
later, motivated by change and inspired by love, we as a young married couple
dared to dream a dream. We dreamt of being able to provide an orphan with a
loving and caring family. We didn't know how this dream would shape our lives
in the present, nor in the future, but we knew we had to respond to the tugging
on our heart to get involved in the life of a child who needed a permanent
home.
Four
years ago today, our son Cannon was born. Cannon is our second child. He's
funny, quiet, strong and polite. He's the kind of big brother I always wish
that I had, and the son that I'm blessed to now have. Cannon was born in the
state of Florida to a loving mother who hoped he would have more than she by
herself could offer. His birth mom made the incredibly loving decision to find
a permanent home setting for her son so that he may grow into who he is created
to be. Miracles occur in different forms. Sometimes miracles become reality
through a series of divinely orchestrated events. Other times, miracles are a
collision of God-initiated dreams and human initiated response to His divine
challenge. In our case, the story of Cannon is a little bit of both.
Each year
we celebrate our son's birthday we are reminded of the greatness of his
unfolding story. He's not an accident. His presence in our lives hasn't been
left to chance. He exists because He was designed to be who he is: created for
a purpose that we can't even fathom. And he is, and continues to be, a huge
blessing in our lives.
I'm not
certain that we fully understood what sort of impact his life would bring to
not only our lives, but also the lives of those around us. Even today as we
took some time to celebrate his special day by going swimming as a family, we
were provided with an opportunity to share a piece of his story with a complete
stranger, letting the inspiration and hope that he brings continue to spread.
Locker
room conversations with strangers are always awkward. But there are times when
they are unavoidable. As the boys and I were getting re-dressed in our casual
street clothes, we happened to run into an elder gentleman who seemed to be
fascinated by our presence. We exchanged pleasantries, and then just before he
left he asked me a question; "excuse me sir, but would you answer a
question just to satisfy my curiosity? How come your sons are two different
colors?" I proceeded to tell him that our older son Cannon is adopted and
our younger son Deklon is not. My answer seemed to floor him. Normally when we
are asked questions about adoption we aren't really certain where the
conversation might lead. I've received lectures from complete strangers who
didn't feel that a Caucasian family should ever adopt a child of different
ethnicity. I've also received great words of kindness, hope and joy by
strangers.
In this
instance, we received a compliment and encouragement of the highest order. This
gentleman expressed his observation to me, "you must be living an inspired
life. May God richly bless you for considering what it means to be a father to
the fatherless." I thanked him for his kind words, and proceeded to finish
re-dressing my two sons. I was left speechless (a feat for those who know me
well). While we knew that Cannon's story would have an impact on the way we
live, I couldn't begin to fathom how his life and story will continue to have
an impact both in the present and the future. To be able to converse with
strangers about things that truly matter in life is a gift. And as the hope,
love and generosity we embody as a family continues to grow, I hope and pray
that my proudness as a father will provide many more opportunities to inspire
others to grow into who they've been created to be.
Stories
are powerful; they can unite, they can divide and they can inspire. Every human
being has a story to tell. Perhaps if we spent more time listening to the
stories of others and less time trying to re-write or enhance our own stories
the world in which we live may actually change for the better. Live the story
you are writing and find the courage to interact with and listen to the stories
of others.
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