When I was a teacher at a Christian school, I had a poster in my room with gorgeous faces of children of all different races and the quote from 1 John 3:1, “How great is the love the father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God.” The sight of that poster instantly humbled me – daily.
When I was a public school teacher, I couldn’t hang that poster on my wall, but I carried it in my heart. It was the thing that kept me going on those really hard days. It was my reason for smiling on the good days too!
Now I’m a homeschool mom, and our family looks just a tiny bit like that poster . . . and that verse still echoes in my mind often. (The poster hangs again in our homeschool room.)
When people ask me about adoption, I give them the answers to their questions . . . but my burning desire is always to tell them that adoption has changed me more, much more, than it has benefited my children. It has taught me more about the love of God than any other thing I have done. The process of adoption has burned into my heart the depth of the Father’s love and compassion for me and the ache that must have been in his heart, that he would send his Son to die for me.
My love for my children is so flawed and so errant, but walking through the adoption process, leaving two of my children here to fly halfway ’round the world to gather into our family two more children: That is nothing compared to the distance Jesus traveled for me, yet it illustrates to me in a very real way that God’s love is indeed tangible.
I haven’t spoken much about adoption here lately, but it is still so very much of who we are and where we come from.
Watch this, and pray about what God has for you.
hat tip: A Bushel and A Peck