While writing ad copy for a missions organization tonight I almost wrote the phrase “missionary position” in an entirely non-sexual context and for a moment didn’t realize how bad that would have been.
Then I realized it and wondered if I could get away with intentionally using the phrase “missionary position.”
Then I wondered if any missions organization would ever intentionally use the phrase “missionary position” and pull it off.
Last week we filmed Lexi saying Ethiopia while we tried to talk to her about adoption (and you can see how fruitful that discussion was). I was going to edit the video down, but the uncut video just cracks me up. As did the other two videos from that morning when Lexi asked to watch Veggie Tales and we asked Lexi what she wanted to do today while we were still in bed.
Talking to our Daughter about Adoption from kevinhendricks on Vimeo.
Continuing on our theme that adoption is everywhere, it turns out that Minnesota has more adoptions per capita than any other state. We’re the adoption capital of the United States!
Why is that?
Adoption scholars say the social climate makes Minnesota a prime spot for international adoption. It has a politically liberal tradition and a history of multiculturalism.
I don’t find that rationale particularly convincing, especially since Minnesota is 95% white. But nonetheless, there are a lot of adoptions happening here. Go Minnesota.
Speaking of adoption being everywhere, it’s also famous. While a number of famous people end up in the spotlight for adopting, perhaps what isn’t as well known is the famous folks who were adopted themselves.
The list includes the likes of playwright Edward Albee, action movie king Michael Bay, football quarterback Daunte Culpepper, comedian Andy Dick, rock legend Bo Diddley, figure skater Scott Hamilton (perhaps inspiring the adoption of Jon Heder’s character in Blades of Glory), Blondie lead singer Debbie Harry, country singer Faith Hill, Apple co-founder and CEO Steve Jobs, hockey goaltender Curtis Joseph, Emmy-winning actor Ray Liotta, Grammy-winning musician Sarah McLachlan, indie music queen Liz Phair, super hero director Bryan Singer, Wendy’s founder Dave Thomas, biblical hero Moses, and let’s not forget Princess Leia Organa.
That’s not to say that adopted kids all become famous or that you should adopt so you can have the next Steve Jobs. Instead it points to the normalcy of adoption. All kinds of people adopt, place their children for adoption and are adopted themselves. Start talking about adoption and you’ll be surprised at how many adoption connections you discover.
This goes out to my good friend lasermacaroni–I mean Josh Lewis–who is now immortalized in a poorly drawn* web comic, Friendly Stegosaurus, and a hilarious Googlebomb. All because he’s no longer the first Google result for his own name.
I am so jealous.
Well, Josh, if you can’t have your own name, at least you’ve got lasermacaroni.
*I should point out that most web comics appear poorly drawn (have you seen xkcd?), but it’s actually a lot harder to draw a comic than you think it is. Trust me, I’ve tried. Of all the get-rich-quick-on-the-Internet schemes, the web comic is my favorite.
My biggest blogging pet peeve is when a blog doesn’t point you to more content. Blogs typically post entries in reverse chronological order, meaning the latest entries are first. That’s great for delivering new and timely content, which is what blogs are for.
But when you first check out a blog you may not necessarily care about the latest and greatest entries. You’re trying to get a feel for the purpose of the blog, what they cover, the breadth and depth of what they cover. It’s often hard to get a feel for that from the entries on the front page.
And sometimes you just get sucked into a blog and want to keep on reading. So what happens when you get to the end of a blog’s front page? On too many blogs, nothing happens.
One of the cool things about adopting is realizing that adoption is everywhere. As soon as we started talking about our adoption we started hearing adoption stories everywhere.
There are five families at our church that we know of who have adopted, and three of the five are transcultural adoptions. There are also several families who are considering adoption or have considered it at one time. I’ve also heard from one person whose family placed a child for adoption. And that’s just in our church. Outside our church I’ve heard from several people who were adopted themselves, and more who have adopted or considered adoption.
There are 144 million orphans around the world, according to SOS-Children’s Village. 14 million are AIDS orphans and by 2010 that number will grow to 25 million, according to UNICEF.
In the Bible, particularly the Old Testament, God commands his people again and again to care for the alien, the fatherless and the widow. God continually mentions the orphan and insists that people watch out for the orphan. For me, adoption is one way of doing that. The world is a broken place, and if we’re going to make the kingdom of God known today, we must respond to something as brutal as 144 million orphans. Whether we respond through adoption or sponsoring a child or whatever–how can we not respond?
Ever since starting my own business I’ve found the unending thirst for growth in the business world to be a bit bizarre. Maybe even perverse. How can a company continually grow? At some point you run out of people willing to buy widgets. What’s wrong with simply doing well?
Every now and then I come across somebody smart who backs up my anti-growth leanings. This time it’s Ricardo Semler, the CEO of the Brazilian company Semco. He shared these thoughts at MIT’s Sloan Business School:
The assumption that growth is good for companies is a very difficult one to sustain. There is no evidence whatsoever that companies that grow a lot do better than companies that don’t grow a lot.
(link via 37Signals)
This is not the kind of news story you want to read about at the beginning of National Adoption Awareness Month. A French charity tries to fly more than 100 orphans out of Chad under the guise of adoption. Turns out they weren’t orphans and it hardly sounds like adoption. More like human trafficking.
And for me, that’s one of the scariest things about international adoption. I don’t want to steal someone else’s child. The questions raised in this brutally honest Mother Jones article, “Did I Steal My Daughter?” ring true.
That’s part of why we made the choices we did. We chose to work with Children’s Home Society, which has been doing this since 1889. That’s quite a track record. They helped establish the orphanage in Ethiopia where our child will come from, so there’s reassurance that this is no fly by night operation. Ethiopian culture also looks favorably on adoption (so I’m told).
There are certainly adoption horror stories out there. But I think we’ve done what we can to make sure everything is legit and that we’re actually helping children who need help and not just lining someone’s pockets or stealing someone’s child. It’s really sad that we have to worry about those kinds of things. Nothing is ever simple.