The gift of adoption…
This past Sunday, a wave of tears poured down my face as I watched the baptism of beautiful baby boy. The tears were of thankfulness for this child and my own. As I tried to stop the continuous water moving down my face, my two youngest children clung to each side of me. Only five short years ago, I was holding them up in church, praying they would make it through such a long time of being still. They had such fear in them, of all things new in their lives, with our family. I kept my arms around them hoping they would feel some sense of safety and comfort. Here we are, a few short years later and they hold me up, knowing my broken heart and watching the river run from my eyes. “It will be okay…I love you Mama,” they both repeat as they now comfort me.
A benefit of experiencing loss…is that I can now understand a tiny part of the loss my children born from my heart, have lived. Only a tiny part, because they are brave souls with big hearts and great loss. Callie’s comment after Connor left us…”Mom, you know how Connor touched so many hearts? Well, I think he touched mine the most.” Someday, I hope they realize how much they touched his. Remember to thank God for your children everyday.
Never underestimate the power and length of grief. Give grace to those children with much loss, they may surprise you. We are all adopted children of God and by His grace we have been saved. Thankfully, Jesus has destroyed death. He has given us all the opportunity for eternal life, through Him. He allows things to crush you, so that you can be brought alive through Him. He will lift you up in your walk by faith, even in excruciating circumstances. He puts people in places for you to find strength, sometimes those people are children. Have faith and know that He will carry you through…because he loves you.
Peace & Blessings,
MamaC
