Wednesday, February 27, 2013

I HAVE TO REMIND MYSELF...

 
IT ABSOLUTELY AMAZES ME...
 
 
THAT I HAVE TO CONSTANTLY...
 
 
REMIND MYSELF...
 
 
THAT THIS SWEET LITTLE PUMPKIN DIDN'T GROW IN MY OWN WOMB...
BUT THAT HE GREW IN MY HEART!!
 
 
If I had to pin point the times of the most growth in my life... I would have to say beyond a shadow of a doubt the top two would be...
 
the tragic and sudden death of our son Samuel...
and the blessings of our 3 adoptions... so far...
 
Adoption is the strangest... most amazing... mind boggling thing...
and I have to remind myself that Isaiah didn't always belong to us... from day one... the very beginning of his life...
 
It blows my mind away....
that God knew exactly who we needed in our family... and who needed us...
 
 
I gaze down at this little dark skinned sweetie...
I have to remind myself that he isn't genetically mine (I know, funny since he clearly is a different ethnicity than me.... I love love love that about him!!!! and Hope!!! )
and sometimes my breath is taken away...
 
I so don't deserve him...none of us do...
 
I look at my Levi and continually tell him day after day...
what a TOTAL miracle he is to me...
His life shows me God's miraculous power to breathe life back into what was once frozen... for 5 years...
Oh, our miracle working God!!! 
 
And I catch a glimpse of my sweet Hopie girl flying across the room:):):) and think...
God hand picked you for us... She did nothing to deserve us  nor us to deserve the sweet little blessing she is...
 
It is the same way with our Heavenly Father... while we were yet sinners ... he reached down and saved us... Us... dirty rotten us... so undeserving of His only son... And He willingly breathes the breath of life back into our bodies and souls,,,
 
I love to think of how the Lord adopted us into His family... A miracle only He could work...
Having adopted children in our family is like staring that same work of God to adopt us... staring it right in the face...
 
(I look at each of my precious children and am astounded and so in love with all of them...)
There is something different when your children come to you through adoption...
Hope and Isaiah... days of wondering and waiting and then BOOM THEY WERE OURS in less than 24 hours of finding out about their lives...
 
Levi was different as an adopted embryo, sort of like the oldest 5, they just grew more and more  till  they finally made their arrivals out of my womb and into the world... bit by bit growing more and more...
 
It is sort of the same with our Father... depending on our faith journey... sometimes BOOM the Holy Spirit just reaches down and causes our hearts to believe in a moment... Maybe when we aren't even expecting it. 
 
And then there are other's journeys like mine where my parents took me to be baptized as an infant... and I honestly do not EVER remember a day I didn't believe... Some of my earliest memories were of praying as a family before bed, reading bible stories, talking of our faith in our home... living it...  I just always knew 100% that Jesus was my Savior, that He had adopted me as His child...
 
I love that precious faith like a child and my kids every day are a precious reminder of that:) 
Oh oh oh, the sweet work of our Father to redeem that which was lost and to bring us home...
He is so good...  It amazes me...
 


3 comments:

Megan Woodard Johnson said...

Sara~ I don't know if you remember this, but your post reminded me of something you guys shared at Bradley classes wayyyyy back a million years ago when you were expecting Anna. You said that one night your son (I think it would've been Caleb) asked you and Greg if the new baby was going to be african american. We all giggled at what a surprise his question was, but I also remember thinking how sweet an open he (and you all) must have been to wonder in such an easy, accepting way. I am awed, but (even though we knew you for such a short time) not at all surprised by how perfectly your family has grown ~ and how each part makes perfect, beautiful sense.

Anonymous said...

I have been thinking of you so much this week. How are you? Would love to chat when you get a chance this weekend. Hoping we can still get together our families this spring somewhere....thankful we were not on THAT carnival cruise out of Galveston! Haha! We would have made the most of it though! love you, mary

Jska said...

It is wonderful.
I've been inspired by you and am in the process of volunteering to mentor children in care. I'm not in the life stage where I can adopt right now-but I've decided I've got to DO something about the injustice of children not knowing they are loved.
Thank you for inspiring me!