On Children
God is not subtle. And I think I should have learned by now, almost 31, that the still small voice working in me has never been as small as I thought. Upon reflection, I realize God has always worked loud and clear in my life.
Zach and I are going to adopt 2 children from Colombia. They will be biological siblings between the ages of 0-6. I never exactly had any Grand Plans about children; how many I wanted, boys or girls, how old I wanted to be when we had our first, how I would “get” them. It was always more of a general longing for family. Zach and I would talk with friends about starting a family and we always said that if we couldn’t have children naturally, we would adopt. Even after thinking and saying that for 7 years, I don’t believe that I actually thought we would be in this position. But I’m not surprised. If I had been listening closely, I would have realized that God was preparing us well in advance for this journey. Praise be to Him.
So, we don’t know what kind of kids we will get . . . but who ever does? We don’t know if they will be boys or girls or both. We don’t know if they will be infants, toddlers, or school-age. But we do know that at least one of them is probably alive right now, maybe both are. And we can pray for them to be happy, healthy, and loved until we meet them. We can pray that God will provide caregivers who will instill in them kindness, trust, and hope. And we will pray all these things fervently, hoping that no harm will come their way, knowing that that is a very real possibility.
Job 14:
7 At least there is hope for a tree:
If it is cut down, it will sprout again,
and its new shoots will not fail.
8 Its roots may grow old in the ground
and its stump die in the soil,
9 yet at the scent of water it will bud
and put forth shoots like a plant.
I hope that our children are strong like trees.
