Mark has told me recently that it
seems we are taking one of the most difficult routes possible to bringing
children into our home. We don’t
understand why we are on this road, but we’re here. In his sermon (click here for an hour well spent), John Piper explains why adoption so clearly displays the gospel. One of the points he makes is that adoption
was for God and is for us, very costly.
Not just financially, but in so many other ways.
This week I’m experiencing this
cost. I am emotionally and physically
spent every day as I walk out of that orphanage. I want our adoption story to exude the fragrance
of Christ. The contrast of our story in going
to great lengths to give children a loving home is a huge juxtaposition to a
culture where children are thrown to the side of the road because of a simple
hole in their heart, a split lip or their gender. I want Jesus’ love flowing through me and out
of me each and every day. However, the
last few days, my fragrance of Christ has been more like a poopy diaper than a
sweet aroma. I’m so selfish. I think “oh woe is me! This is so tiring, so draining. People should feel sorry for me.” But that attitude is self-centered, not
God-centered.
So tonight, I’m reminding myself
of the truths of God through Piper’s words.
No matter how much I’m giving of myself right now, I still haven’t shed my
blood (other than for a few blood tests).
But my Savior has. He shed His
blood for me. No matter how much trouble
and how much it costs, it still hasn’t cost me my life. Jesus shed His blood and gave His life so
that I could become the Father’s daughter.
Surely, I can endure an exhausting week.
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