There were two parts of the conference that I really was not looking forward to attending. It wasn't that I thought they were going to be terrible, they just didn't seem as appealing as the rest of the options. The first was this time called "Date with God," and the second was a breakout session called "Coffee Talk." I'll give you two guesses which two sessions God used the most over the weekend. God is funny like that!
So..."Date with God" ...even the name sounds hokey. I just knew this was going to be one of those times that was cheesy and filled with things that try to stir women's emotions and draw out tears. I went because my friend said we should at least attempt to experience everything the conference had to offer. My attitude was bad. But, my heart was already so raw from the chiseling God had been doing that it didn't take long for His sweet voice to enter in and replace hokey with divine. During that time, I had picked two cards out of a bowl with names of God on them. I thought, well, just to pass the time, I'll look at these names and all the scripture references that go along with them.
The first name I had randomly drawn was God's name, El Roi: the God who sees. I heard God reminding me that He sees me. He sees all. Genesis 6:3 says, "Truly here I have seen Him who looks after me." I am not forgotten, and God knows exactly what my heart desires. He sees me, and He is looking out for me. How precious it is to have a God, a father, that is looking after me. I could see in my mind's eye the image of a father running after and protecting his little girl. Sweet, sweet time. In Psalm 139, it says, "Where shall I go that you are not there?" God sees me and is always with me. Knowing this, how can I be afraid or doubt that I am in the right place. I have a God that is watching out for me and has far above and beyond what I can imagine in store for our family. It is a blessing to be called to adoption and to know that, not only do I have a God who sees me, I have a God who sees my baby. Such comfort!
So, I have established that God is a God who sees me. The next name I pulled out was Jehovah Jireh: You provide. Well, there you have it. God sees me, and He provides for me. Matthew 6:8 says," [...] your Father knows what you need before you ask Him." God whispered, "You are not forgotten." He knows my need, my longing, to grow our family. He is providing the peace, patience, and grace to stand the waiting and disappointments along the way. He is not only providing a way to stand theses times; He is replacing the frustration with joy. He provides, and He graciously reminded me that He, and only He, sustains. I can rest in Him and allow Him to turn our waiting into joy.
Now for "Coffee Talk." Again with the name! It sounds like surface level chitchat. I guess I did not read the description very well. Within the first few seconds, I realized that I might have been in over my head at this point. God was chiseling away all weekend, and I was unsure that my heart could withstand the mighty surgeon's hand any longer. God knows when to cut and when to soothe. There was an adult adoptee and an adoptive mama speaking and answering questions for the rest of us. As the adoptee spoke and shared her story, my heart melted for the future we will be blessed to have one day with our adoptive child, but it also broke for the questions and the struggles that this broken situation will bring. She reminded me that our story is one of growing our family and not one of orphan care. We are called to adoption but not to be rescuers, just to be a normal mama and daddy. What a wonderful calling. Here God replaced the frustration in the wait with joy for the calling. Thank you, Lord, that You have a child for us. What a treasured gift children are in the family! She also reminded us that our story begins with a broken story first. I need to remember that my child will experience a loss before being brought into our family. I need to be willing to enter into this pain with him/her someday and realize that I can't fix it or take the pain away and that it is not my job to do so. Finally, I was also reminded to have patience with others in our journey. We were called to adopt. That does not mean that everyone one of our friends or family members feels the same call or is ready to have an adoptive child in the family, especially if that means having a child of different ethnicity. The speakers reminded me to have patience and respect our family and friends' journeys as they process and as God moves them in the direction they need to go.
In the last session, I was reminded that I serve a God that is always on time and that I should always be prepared to praise and worship Him.
Throughout the entire conference, the Great Healer gently and methodically cut away the parts, in my heart, that were cancerous and replaced them with whole, life-giving, overflowing-with-joy parts. God, in His wisdom, changed things deep inside me that I was unaware needed changing. He showed me that this is not about me. God has a plan, and what a joy it is to be part of this plan. What better way to serve God than to take care of His children!? What an honor it is that God has already entrusted us with two little loves and is preparing our hearts for more. This is only the beginning. God has opened a door in my heart and my eyes to His work in the world of adoption and orphan care. I don't know what all He has in store for us, but I am looking forward to the journey.
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