My Skittle Family

20150405_235007Due to the privacy of one of my siblings the name is unmentioned and picture is covered with a flower petal.

    What was your experience like growing up in a multicultural family?

Growing up I would be very annoyed when people would say things like “But your sister is Latino so she really isn’t your sister? Or “Well they aren’t your real siblings”

    According to the world’s standards if I do not  look like my siblings we aren’t related. If we all have different birthparents it is “impossible” to have a bond with eachother in ways birth flamilies do. Adoption world is different. I do not feel closer to my sister fom Romania verses my sister from America. They are all my siblings. It is like asking twins if it is weird to be a twin when their answer would be no why?  Because it is all they know. To me it would be weird to have a sibling that my parents didn’t adopt. I know it’s rude to stare and I wrote an article on it (It’s Rude To Stare) but there are times I would catch myself staring at my friends and their siblings or parents because they do look alike. It is normal for me to see a multicultural family. It is normal for me to hear everyone’s story before they came to be with their forever family.

    What is the biggest age difference between you and your siblings, and how does it effect your relationships?

    Being the oldest girl that already makes me one of the bossy ones. This has also given me the “second mom” standard in my house before I moved out. Because of this I have learned what it takes to run a house and it has opened my eyes to the reality of not wanting twelve children  as one could imagine. My youngest sibling is 6 and my older brother is 26.

    The ages are 6,7,10,14,15,18,18,20,20,23,24,26.

    Based on your experience growing up, what is one thing you plan to do differently When you become a parent?

    I would honestly say more encouragement. Adopted children are more fragile whether they want to admit it or not and need it. All of us have the sad story before we got to live (adoption) and for some the struggle is harder than others. Being encouraged on the little things like how well they listened, or how helpful they were with something on a day to day bases makes them want to seek attention in a positive manner and not feel the burden of being unwanted.

https://hylachamberlain.wordpress.com/2013/01/18/mom/

https://hylachamberlain.wordpress.com/2012/12/29/show-and-tell/

https://hylachamberlain.wordpress.com/2015/04/05/talk-about-adoption/

https://hylachamberlain.wordpress.com/2013/01/18/the-beautiful-t/

https://hylachamberlain.wordpress.com/2013/07/08/courageous-child/

Christian Crutches

                       

                   ***For adopted Christians***
    Too many people walk around with the heavy weight of bitterness, or excuses for their behavior.

They say things like “Well you don’t understand” or “When I was little…..” and go on to tell me the sad story. Your right, I don’t understand. Everyone is different and is affected differently. But God understands.Blood Doesn’t Mean Everything
    We can cry, and ache, and hurt. That is ok. But when we become
bitter, and let it consume us, this is not ok. No one has to be on earth long to experience pain.
    Take a piece of my testimony for example, I was baby unwanted. I cried and ached for love just like any baby, but no one came. The one who was “supposed” to love me, didn’t want me. That small part right there stops so many other adopted people in their tracks.
They cannot get passed the fact that yes our birth parents screwed up! Or in few cases couldn’t take care of them. Fellow adoptees and other believers I have just one question for you.
    How are we supposed to be the most effective for Christ when we are not allowing God to use those scars as our testimony? When we soak in the heartache of abandonment we are letting the Devil win that battle. I once heard a quote that says ” The Devil may win some battles, but God wins the war”
    No more crying Children. We are men and women of Faith who can choose
to stare at life in the face fearless, because of Who has adopted us and comes to us when we cry.

    Philippians 3 12-14 “Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already arrived at my goal, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.”

    Romans 8:15 “The Spirit you received does not make you slaves, so that you live in fear again; rather, the Spirit you received brought about your adoption to sonship. And by him we cry, “Abba, Father.”‘

More here:

Blood doesn’t mean everything 

Courageous Child

Take the Stand

Fifteen year old boy hears about life coming from dust,
and how God is the only one he can honestly trust.

So young boy takes a stand
and gives his life to God’s hand.

Day by day his battle goes on,
fighting with his flesh because he old him is gone.

His peers question his new ways,
disagreeing they don’t choose to stay.

Still, young boy takes a stand
and leaves his life in God’s hand.

Young boy grows and so do his dreams,
but brokenness makes his heart scream.

Let down too many times,
the world was winning with its crimes.

Still he holds onto the news he heard as a boy
even when we are sad we can still have joy.

So young man takes a stand
and leaves his future in God’s hand.

Poisoning his heart,
she was bad news from the start.

His feelings turned into lust.
Desiring God was becoming rust.

Deep in his heart God still shinned
whispering child you are mine.

Young man had to take the stand
and leave his desires in God’s hand.

Hitting his rock bottom he shakes his head.
The fifteen year boy inside him is not dead.

Once again leaving his own desires
leaving her and his life to who is higher.

Young man took a stand
and left his life in God’s hand.

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By: Mihaela Chamberlain

https://hylachamberlain.wordpress.com/2015/07/03/i-am-overwhelmed/

https://hylachamberlain.wordpress.com/2013/07/08/courageous-child/