Sunday, February 19, 2017
45 Blessed is she who has believed that the Lord would fulfill his promises to her!” Luke 1:45
In January 2016 I wrote a very difficult post. Honestly I think it was the only time I sat down and prayed before I wrote a blog post. My cousin was hurting, our family was hurting, and I wanted to make sure that my words would be helpful and not add any more heartache to their lives. You can read the full post here , but my precious cousin and her husband had to say good-bye to their baby boy only a few months after he was born. Oh how our hearts hurt for them. They have been bathed in prayer over this past year. So many prayers that God would be glorified through them. I only thought it would be fitting to give thanks to Jesus in a post that a son has been born for them. I could not leave their story with one of despair, but one of joy. They have been in the adoption process for a while now. On Valentine's Day a baby boy was born and they were chosen to be his parents. They met him on Thursday and made the official announcement tonight. My cousin was at the airport in Detroit when Samuel and Chloe came home. She met her son on Emma's Gotcha Day 😊. She actually let me in on their secret Thursday night knowing what a special day it was for our family.
This evening as I looked at the pictures she posted I just could not hold back the tears at the beauty of adoption. I know too well that adoption always comes with brokenness. Someone, and usually more than one person, will walk a long painful path to reach the moment of beauty and restoration. There will be moments on the journey that you are so tired of the pain and sadness that you do not think you could take another step further. When I see my own journey, my cousin's journey, and so many others in my life I pray that our lives are a picture of hope and anticipation to what God will do. Does it take away the pain? Nope. Does it answer all of the questions? Probably not. It gives us a glimmer into why we had to endure so much heartache. It gives us a chance to thank Jesus for pulling us out of the deepest pit and showing us the good things in life. It gives us a chance to bring Him glory. In this case, a chance to hold a baby in our arms that God chose them, chose us, because we were the ones to point them to Jesus. We would tell our story and know that from beginning to end it was God orchestrating our life. We would survive the darkest days you could imagine, yet still give God the glory. Our God is good friends!
Welcome to the family little guy! We love you and cannot wait to meet you!
In January 2016 I wrote a very difficult post. Honestly I think it was the only time I sat down and prayed before I wrote a blog post. My cousin was hurting, our family was hurting, and I wanted to make sure that my words would be helpful and not add any more heartache to their lives. You can read the full post here , but my precious cousin and her husband had to say good-bye to their baby boy only a few months after he was born. Oh how our hearts hurt for them. They have been bathed in prayer over this past year. So many prayers that God would be glorified through them. I only thought it would be fitting to give thanks to Jesus in a post that a son has been born for them. I could not leave their story with one of despair, but one of joy. They have been in the adoption process for a while now. On Valentine's Day a baby boy was born and they were chosen to be his parents. They met him on Thursday and made the official announcement tonight. My cousin was at the airport in Detroit when Samuel and Chloe came home. She met her son on Emma's Gotcha Day 😊. She actually let me in on their secret Thursday night knowing what a special day it was for our family.
This evening as I looked at the pictures she posted I just could not hold back the tears at the beauty of adoption. I know too well that adoption always comes with brokenness. Someone, and usually more than one person, will walk a long painful path to reach the moment of beauty and restoration. There will be moments on the journey that you are so tired of the pain and sadness that you do not think you could take another step further. When I see my own journey, my cousin's journey, and so many others in my life I pray that our lives are a picture of hope and anticipation to what God will do. Does it take away the pain? Nope. Does it answer all of the questions? Probably not. It gives us a glimmer into why we had to endure so much heartache. It gives us a chance to thank Jesus for pulling us out of the deepest pit and showing us the good things in life. It gives us a chance to bring Him glory. In this case, a chance to hold a baby in our arms that God chose them, chose us, because we were the ones to point them to Jesus. We would tell our story and know that from beginning to end it was God orchestrating our life. We would survive the darkest days you could imagine, yet still give God the glory. Our God is good friends!
Welcome to the family little guy! We love you and cannot wait to meet you!
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