As they played, we were informed that this baby was actually Danil. What?? The very baby we were drawn to was a child who bore the name God had given us months before? And wasn’t he unavailable? Emotion washed over me again and the tears came back. They shuffled us back to the office where a long, somewhat heated discussion in Russian took place. We understood nothing—we were sitting in stunned silence awaiting our fate.

Finally, our interpreter informed us that Daniel was not legally separated from his twin and therefore he was not officially available, but they would try to help us adopt him. His twin was gone, and no one wanted him to stay in the orphanage forever. Later that night we got the official word that we could proceed with the adoption process but that there were no guarantees that the judge would grant the adoption in the end. We took our chances.

Daniel’s adoption process was rocky, but ultimately we came home with a beautiful 14-month-old boy, and our life settled into a new normal with four kids under age 6. A year passed and my heart ached when I pondered what I would tell our son about the twin he once had. Was he alive somewhere in Kazakhstan, or had he passed away?

One morning I was checking email and saw a subject line that said “Sibling.” I mindlessly opened it, and our world was changed in an instant. The adoption agency was informing me that Daniel had a newborn brother in the baby-house and was asking if we were interested in adopting him as well. I took a deep breath. Dan’s adoption had cost more than $40,000, and we had tapped out all of our financial resources, as well as resources offered by our church and family. We couldn’t consider this, could we? I had just turned 42 and had a 2-, 3-, 6-, and 7-year-old. “God, this is too much to ask. Not a baby—and maybe a sick one. I am tired. This is too big for us.”

I called my husband and told him the news. He was eerily quiet. I was in a state of shock and confusion.

Later that night we agreed pretty quickly that this was not a decision we could take lightly; it was our son’s family. We also agreed that we could not let expense be the deciding factor, as God was bigger than our finances. So for the next week we prayed fervently, and as the days passed we both had a sinking feeling that God was asking us to return for this child.

At one point, my husband mentioned, “What if this is really the twin and not a baby?”

“No,” I said. “It is a baby—it says so right in the email.” He reminded me that if it did turn out to be the twin, the decision was already made. We had taken an oath in court a year before that we would return for the twin if he were ever found. But it wasn’t the twin, it was a baby, so we dismissed it and continued to pray.

About a week had passed and my husband and I got an email devotional called “Keeping Your Oaths.” It said that God does not honor those who do not honor their oaths. That’s a little strange, I thought. It actually used the word oath. That very day the agency called and said they were mistaken and that the child they were inviting us to adopt was actually the twin! I could almost physically see God’s hand moving.

Our heads were spinning, and we were in debt, but we knew what we had to do. We called the agency and accepted the referral, not having any idea how God would bring it to pass.

We stepped out in faith, confident that God was working. Within a week, a family in our church contacted us and anonymously agreed to finance the entire adoption. Praise God! Jehovah Jireh!

Eight months passed, and then we found ourselves on a plane to meet our son’s twin and reunite these precious brothers. They are now 7 and are closer than ever. I often look at them sleeping and stare in disbelief that they are together. What a miracle they are.

I am a homeschool mom of five kids, and we live in Woodstock, Georgia. I have been happily married to Patrick Zomer for fifteen years.

Copyright, 2012. Used with permission. All rights reserved by author. Originally appeared in The Old Schoolhouse® Magazine, the family education magazine, July 2012. Read the magazine free at or read it on the go and download the free apps at to read the magazine on your mobile devices.

Publication date: July 12, 2013