The Conflict of International Adoption Reform: Why Are Agencies Trying to Stop It?

I am pro-adoption, and have four adopted kids of my own.

I am pro-international adoption, when it’s done the right way.

I have lived 18 years in African countries, including 12 in Tanzania.

I have witnessed first-hand the corruption in international adoption.

Please keep these these things in mind as you read this.

If you are in international adoption circles, you probably have heard about the adoption reforms currently being proposed by the US Department of State.  Your agency might have circulated a petition on social media for you to sign, protesting the new regulations.  You might have read an article insisting that the new regulations will ruin international adoption.

So today, I hope you’ll read this article, where I give my support for these new regulations.  

This is why.

1.  The new law would give the State Department the control to accredit agencies for specific countries.

Imagine you are a consular officer working in a United States embassy overseas.  You know that international adoption is illegal in your country, or that it is full of corruption.  Yet, when an application for a US visa for an adopted child comes across your desk, there is very little you can do besides grant the visa.  If some of the documentation looks fraudulent, as long as there is a genuine adoption order included, you really can’t change anything.  And if you do try–let’s say you launch an investigation that delays the visa–then the American family will promptly call their local US government representative–who will make your life hell.  Yes, this is how it works.

Many people don’t realize that adoption agencies routinely work in countries where they are not licensed by that government or where adoption is blatantly illegal.  Or, in some countries, a government will license a few agencies, but then dozens more unlicensed agencies will work “under” each licensed agency.

Up until this point, it has been extremely rare for the US government to shut down adoptions in a particular country, even if corruption is rampant.  They just haven’t had that power.  This new regulation would give them the authority to regulate which agencies (if any) work in a particular country.  This is needed and necessary.

2.  The new law would prevent agencies from paying orphanages for the care of children matched for adoption.

Imagine you are the manager of an orphanage in a third-world country where international adoption is booming.  Fundraising is difficult and time-consuming.  But every time a child in your orphanage is matched for adoption, you receive $300 a month until that child goes home (which can take up to a year).  Awesome!   What a great source of dependable funding….especially since most people in the country live on less than $2 a day!

This is a massive conflict of interest.  

When orphanages get paid for adoption, then why would they do to the more difficult work of reuniting children with their families?

When adoption becomes lucrative (especially in a poor country), then children become a commodity.  When children become a commodity, then orphanages go out and “search” for more children to fill their beds.

Sure, I get why adoptive parents are anxious for their referred children to have excellent care during the months they are waiting to bring them home.  But what they don’t realize is that many times these “mandatory donations” (now that’s an oxymoron!) are actually counter-productive.  Once greed and corruption sets in, that money is much less likely to actually go to their child’s care.  Money should never be a motivator for orphanages to participate in adoption.  If they can’t get their funding a different way, then they shouldn’t be caring for children at all.

Countries approved by the Hague convention already ban this practice–and for good reason.  I wholeheartedly approve our government’s decision to stop it across the board.

3. The new law would require more levels of accountability for agencies over the people that they work with (and pay) overseas.  This would also allow the US government to regulate what agencies are paying their overseas “partners.”

What most people don’t understand is that agencies must be accredited in the United States, which requires them to have certain standards for potential adoptive families, to have a certain level of financial transparency, etc.  But that accreditation only regulates the American side of adoption.  There are no regulations for what those agencies do in other countries.  They have absolutely no accountability for what they do–unless the other country regulates them.  But when these agencies come into a country with their massive money, the other country is pretty much going to let them do whatever they want.  And this is where corruption, abuse, child trafficking–etc–all run rampant.

This is why six US agencies (maybe more) are working to facilitate adoptions in Tanzania–despite the fact that international adoption isillegal here and that there is no way to license an agency in this country.

Honestly, I don’t know if this particular law is the answer to the problems in international adoption.  There are other parts to the law–like requiring parents to attend foster care classes in their state–that might not be good solutions.  But this I do know:  The US government needs to be able to regulate the activity of US agencies overseas–because no one else is.  Whether or not this law is the answer to that problem, I’m not sure.  But this conversation needs to happen.  And the international adoption community needs to listen.

I can hear the protest:  What if this means less children get adopted?  

I hear that, and I feel it.  What it means is that we need different solutions.  We need to understand that international adoption is a solution for a very small percentage of the world’s vulnerable children.  Maybe we need less adoption agencies and more “family reunification” agencies.  Maybe we need less orphanages and more community development programs.  Maybe instead of pushing foreign governments to allow Americans to adopt more of their children, we need to instead push them to promote domestic adoption.

Now that would be something worthwhile to fight for.

When You Want a Different Life


I live in a tropical paradise.  The glorious Indian Ocean is my backdrop—I can see it between the trees at my house, when I run errands around town, and when I watch my daughter’s soccer games.  For fun we take a little boat to an uninhabited island and snorkel over colorful coral.  The weather is always warm; even in “winter” it rarely goes below 70 degrees at night.  We can drive just a few hours to see all the famous animals of Africa.  I am surrounded by people who are friendly and generous, eager to help and appreciative of any attempt to speak in Swahili.  I can walk down the road to produce stands heaped with fresh pineapples, avocados, mangos, bananas.  I live in a 3 bedroom house with a yard big enough for a soccer field for less than what we paid for our tiny, one-bedroom apartment in California.  I have a house helper who comes four mornings a week and does my cleaning and laundry.

My children attend a top-quality school, an incredible place that is the best of many worlds.  Their teachers are kind and wise Christians, and their classmates come from a wide range of nationalities and religions.  Their curriculum includes art, music, computers, Swahili, and swimming.  My husband and I work in pastoral training and have the privilege of seeing lightbulbs go off for church leaders as they grasp God’s sovereignty or grace for the first time.  We get to do something significant for eternity, and we get to have fun while we do it.

Sound great?  Envious?  Wish you had my life?

It’s all true.

But things are not always what they seem…..  

Click hereto read the rest of this post over at A Life Overseas.

Medina Life, September & October

School started at the end of August, and Lily has the same teacher that Josiah had last year for second grade.  We’re pretty thrilled about that!  I already wrote about Grace starting fifth grade, and Josiah was too eager to run off and play soccer with his friends to get a first day picture in third grade.  

Meanwhile, Gil started off a new term with this incredible bunch of people.  

His birthday came up while he was teaching, and when I showed up with a cake, I discovered that the students had already brought him one!  

We invited Gil’s students over for a birthday party, where we introduced them to Jenga and Spoons, which they took just about as seriously as the exam Gil had given them earlier that day.  This is a competitive bunch!

Fifth graders at HOPAC get all kinds of leadership opportunities, including running for Elementary Student Council.  The students ran in teams of three, so Grace ran for vice-president along with Angelique (president) and Muchahi (secretary).  

We had a campaign day at our house, which meant that an explosion of markers and poster board and bottle caps (for buttons) blew up all over my living room.  But hey–it must have worked, because Grace’s team beat out five other teams and WON!

Johnny’s big recent success was that he started riding his bike without training wheels–much to his extreme excitement.  

Visiting one of our students and he and his wife’s beautiful new baby girl.

Josiah’s first-term third grade assembly.

Daddy is reading through Pilgrim’s Progress after dinner these days, but even the children’s version is just a little too exhausting for this five-year-old.  

The Witchdoctor’s Goats and Halloween

There’s a herd of goats that lives on the main road by our house.  I see them every day, often eating scraps of grass that manage to poke through the hard-packed dirt, or sleeping under the broken-down bus by the police station.

I never thought much about these goats, since farm animals tend to be everywhere in this city, comfortably cohabiting with the five million people who share this space.

One day, the students in our theological training program told us the story of those goats.

Have you ever noticed that those goats don’t have a herder?  

Well, no, I guess you’re right.  I have never seen a herder with those goats.

Those goats used to be owned by a witchdoctor.  The witchdoctor died.  But he put a curse on the goats so that no one will steal them.  So now, no one will touch them, even though he is dead.  At night, a “little person” comes and takes care of the goats.  

Even after living here twelve years, there are still times when our jaws drop to the ground.  This was one of them.

Uhhh….what is a “little person?”

Those who have seen “little people” insist that they look like a miniature person.  They are some sort of supernatural beings who do evil and cause problems.  

And who, apparently, take care of the goats of a dead witchdoctor.

Remember, now, that this was not told to us by ten-year-old girls at a sleepover.  This was a group of grown-up, very sharp, theological students.

Shortly after we learned about the Witchdoctor’s Goats, we invited one of our students over for dinner.  She is a middle-aged, widowed woman who is quite educated and has lived many years abroad.  She agreed to come for dinner, but asked if she could also bring her 20-something college-student daughter with her.  Of course!  we said.  We would love to meet your daughter.  

Yeah, she doesn’t like to be home alone at night.  She is afraid of the “little people.”

I once read that Tanzanians are the most superstitious people in Africa.  And the implications are far-reaching–for government, for the safety of albinos, and even for football teams.  But I think I can safely say that this worldview reflects many people groups on the majority of the earth.

It’s easy for us educated, enlightened Americans to scoff at such stories.  Seriously?  Witchdoctors?  Curses?  Little people?

In fact, we scoff so much at these stories that we go to the complete opposite end of the spectrum.  Instead, we decorate our houses with witches and ghosts and spiderwebs and fake blood and guts and we say This is all pretend!  Aren’t we funny?  Isn’t this so much fun?

It’s like we’re trying to convince ourselves that evil and an afterlife and the supernatural don’t even exist.  In fact, sometimes I think we try so hard to make it all just for fun because we know we really aren’t kidding anyone.  Because as much as we pontificate about science and materialism and objective reality, we all know that there are a lot of questions that science can’t answer.

We might think that everyone knows the supernatural doesn’t really exist.  Except, not everyone.  The rest of the world just doesn’t kid themselves.  They are quite confident that evil and spirits and witchdoctors are real and they have power, and if you gave them a minute they could prove it to you.  Which is perhaps why Halloween is only celebrated as a “fun” day in countries that are supposedly “enlightened” by science.

Hey, I get that participating in innocent Halloween activities might be a really great way to build family memories and get to know your neighbors.  I’m all for that–go for it.  But in the midst of that, let’s remind our kids and ourselves that supernatural evil is not pretend and really not something to celebrate.

Tanzanians may have a misplaced fear–and they need to find the confidence that Jesus has the ultimate authority.  Americans, however, have a misplaced confidence–and a legitimate fear of unseen things might not be so bad.

African Christians Can Teach Us About Elections

“You know how in Tanzania, Christians pray and fast over our presidential elections and sometimes those of neighboring countries?  Yeah, I don’t know how common this is in the U.S. but to be honest maybe a series of week-long overnight African-style prayers are needed for this year’s election.”

-Facebook post by Sia Kwimbere, former HOPAC student and now a Cornell graduate

America, welcome to the politics of the rest of the world.

You may be thinking, “How on earth is this happening?” while the beleaguered citizens of most of the earth are thinking, “How did you avoid this happening for as long as you did?”

Corruption, manipulation, violence, narcissistic candidates, propaganda, bullying….all are common features even in supposed “democratic” elections worldwide.  The United States (even with all its faults) has been a beacon of freedom and virtue for the rest of the world.  Until now….when this election isn’t looking much different from much less developed countries.

And the world is watching.  Just yesterday I was at my tailor’s little closet-sized shop, ordering a dress, when I heard the radio news blasting about Trump.  In Swahili.  The world is watching.

This self-governing thing doesn’t work so well when your only choices are people you would never want to live next to, work with, or ask to look after your dog–let alone run your country.  It’s like we’re all standing on the edge of a black pit, and the only choice we get is the direction we jump in.  I think I’d rather just be pushed.

I voted last night, and today I drove our ballots over to the U.S. embassy.  I could say that my part is done.  Or is it?

I’m watching from a distance, so all I see are the Grand Pronouncements from evangelicals on social media.  I don’t know the kind of conversations Americans are having in real life.  The truth is though that most of us really don’t have any idea what to do.  Isn’t that right?  But in the midst of all of the squabbling and desperation and impossible choices, I wonder if God’s people are doing much praying.  We’re so used to governing ourselves that we see ourselves as needing to fix it all.  Ourselves as the answer.  And that’s pretty exhausting.  And pointless.

But doesn’t God like putting us in a position where we have no idea what to do?

The good part about losing faith in our government is that it increases our faith in God.  At least, it should.  I think that’s why–as Sia described above–that Africans do so much praying come election time.  They tend to be a whole lot more familiar than we are with things like fasting and all-night prayer meetings.  They know there isn’t much hope for their countries aside from God’s intervention.  Seems true for America too right now.  Maybe we’ve got something to learn from them about that kind of desperate dependence on God.

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