Sunday, April 22, 2012

He Sets the Lonely in Families

In so many ways, God has had His hands all over our adoption journey.  I feel sort of strange writing that because I've never been a particularly religious person, but I guess seeing God so unmistakably at work in your life will do that to you.  I'll probably share more details at some point in the future, but until our adoption is done and L is sleeping in his room upstairs down the hall from ours, I'm just afraid to completely exhale.

As compared to most adoptive parents, Brad and I have not been on this journey long.  But already I feel as though my world has grown exponentially and I finally see my life through clearer eyes.

One of the things I've been struggling with is how most of what I read and learn about how to parent our adoptive child, who comes from a really hard place, brings up so much about my childhood.  I'll be honest, it's been very painful for me times.

Because I've not only been struggling with some trauma and loss from my past, but with feeling as though I'm really selfish and self-centered because THIS IS NOT ABOUT ME.  

And then at the Empowered to Connect conference on Friday, one of speakers told us we have to examine our past and how we were parented (good and bad) before we could truly connect with and lead our child to a happier future.  He gave me permission to--no, he told me I must--do exactly what I'd been doing. In the name of good parenting.  


A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling.  God sets the lonely in families.  Psalm 68:5-6

That's an often repeated passage in adoption literature, for obvious reasons.  And I truly believe that God is placing L in our family for a reason.

But you know what?  I finally realized that passage doesn't just apply to L; God also placed me in a family.  It took me a long time to let Him do that, but now here I am.  With a family so unbelievably wonderful and supportive, starting with Brad and branching out from there, sharing a life I never believed I was meant to live.  

And I've never been more thankful for anything in my life.

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