Last night hubby and I watched Slumdog Millionaire.
I sat humbled and again overwhelmed with the true need in the world.
With the questions of what can we do?
I saw things and turned my head thinking "That can't happen in real life".
......But sadly it does. The words "blind kids get more money begging" WOW.
I felt thankfulness that God was with #4 keeping her safe. How many unwanted children die at the hands of their parents? Thankful that He is doing that for #5 as we speak. "I" was on the streets. Why did God choose him to come to Ashraya? To meet us?
I thought more then once about the saying "Here by the Grace of God go I"
Why? Why was I born in America? With 2 Parents? Grandparents? Aunts? Uncles? Cousins? Why am I not a street child....just trying to survive. Being sold to the highest bidder? Living with the "Gang Mentality" of I will get you back. Being so afraid of what lies ahead of me on this journey of life? Watching war right in front of my eyes? The radicals on both sides fighting just because someone is a different religion?
Then enters a whole different feeling of guilt. "In 2006 there were 12.4 million orphans in India,".....There has to be more for us to do?
And for now we continue to pray for "I" and what that means for our family. But in the bigger picture of these two Indian souls......I pray for India. And that is a HUGE request!!
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I came away with the same questions and thoughts after watching this movie (we saw it about a month ago). I watched much of it through my fingers with my hands in front of my eyes. I also wondered how Amy's story fits into that life. Where are her parents? Her siblings? And of course the biggest questions are Why did I get to be born in America? and What am I supposed to do with the privilege that was given to me?
We watched that movie a week after accepting Dorothy. We hadn't planned at all on adopting from India, so at the time, we were still learning about our new path (she was a waiting child, and we had been in line for Taiwan adoption...). Anyway, it was a very emotional night. When we left the theatre, I was SOBBING and I couldn't sleep all night. I thought of her, I thought of what our boys would have been like had they been the brothers, I thought of all the zillions of other kids that I *won't be* going to get. Heart ache. We bought the DVD and have watched it again, and it was less gut-wrenching, and more affirming. We see why we're making this journey, and are ready to have our lives never be the same! I honestly think everyone should see it.
Slumdog was a beautiful movie that is sadly true. We actually know of a young man from Kenya was given by his biological parents to a man who said he would educate his son in the city. Sadly, the agreed and the man blinded the son. He was a beggar until he escaped and was adopted. He is now attending college here in Colorado.
There is much we can do and I think we are doing and have done. You adopted an "older" child. I is an "older" child too. By sharing our stories that "older" children have just as much hope in them as the next one, we are helping the problem.
By the sound track, or I can send it to you, Bailey will LOVE it. Pandu does!
You do what you can do that is within your reach, and that is enough.
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We bought the movie the day it was released on DVD and still haven't watched it--but plan on it this week. My husband read the book, though. I just haven't been emotionally ready until now- especially with Anju's birthday and Mother's Day already filling my mind with what-ifs about her origins in India and the fortunate circumstances enjoyed by myself and my children in this country. Thanks for helping prepare me for what this film will stir up in us.
This doesn't relate to your post, but I have a question:
Are you in the same state as your adoption agency? If not, did you complete ICPC?
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