April 14, 2011
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Precious to Daddy
From what I understand from other adoptive families in our agency that have already made trips to Ethiopia, there are two transition homes which house the children that have been referred to families and are waiting to go home. One of the homes is for children birth through 2 years old, and the other is for children ages 3 and above. Today a lady sent out an email telling about her recent trip to meet her baby. On this particular trip all the parents that were there were either adopting infants 0-18 months or a child/children over the age of three. She said that as a group of them sat on the porch with their babies, the older babies (1-2 year olds) stood on the other side of the glass door trying to get the attention of all the parents out there loving their babies. My heart twisted as I thought about these little ones looking on as the smaller babies got snuggles and hugs and kisses. Most, if not all of these toddlers, have mommies and daddies trying their best to get to them too, but they don’t understand that. As I told Blake about it at lunch I looked across the table to see my eight year old’s eyes filled with tears.
Tonight I was thinking again about these precious children. About my precious Ethiopian child. I was picturing their little faces on the other side of the glass window when all of a sudden I saw my face. Looking out at all the people who seem to be doing a lot better than I am. They have it all together. Some financially, some socially, some spirtiually, some all of the above. And I start feeling like I am not very valuable. I don’t deserve the acceptance of a perfect God. I realized that I think like an orphan a lot of the time. As if I am the only one looking out for me, and when I fail at the same thing again, when money gets tighter, when my dreams seem like they are never going to come true, I find myself wishing I was like those other people on the other side. When all along, God is waiting for me to realize that I have a very good and very big Daddy watching out for me. A Father God that has done so very much, paid the ultimate price just so He could call me His own. Tonight my rescuer, my adopted Father God, my salvation and my Hope spoke into my heart and said, “My daughter, You have no idea how precious you are to me.”
Comments (11)
it’s neat to read about your heart for adoption and to see the journey God has you on w/ it.. i find myself excited to see how it will all unfold – it seems i’ve come across so many this last year who have walked the adoption road. i know being a parent to our own kids opens up so much more understanding into my Heavenly Father’s love – but like you said, thinking of these orphans.. of wondering who will pick THEM, who will want THEM. yes.. that opens up a whole new view of our Father’s heart for us. that He CHOSE US! such a neat thought.
i’m enjoying getting to know you here. i liked your comment on my blog about it not just being our homes to bless or impress, but our lives in general. yes YES!! you’re so right. i thought of that alot as i wrote that too… very sobering and convicting to remember to examine my motives in why i do what i do. anway.. i appreciate your thoughts w/ that.
last of all
such a adorable bright eyed boy you’ve got there. you can tell just from looking at him he’s a sweetheart!
Hi! Came here on Amber’s recommendation and I’m so glad I did. What a beautiful post, and what a tender heart you have. I have heard stories from my friends who have adopted internationally and they all say the same thing “I wanted to bring them ALL home with me!!”. What an exciting journey! Looking forward to seeing this adoption story unfold and getting to know you better
~April
PS love the photos of your son! Those eyelashes… oh what I wouldn’t give for eyelashes like that
What a beautiful post I have 2 friends with beautiful adopted Ethiopian babies!
What a sweet son you have!
SO LOVE THIS ANALOGY! Why is it so easy for us to believe God’s love for others, and not so easy to believe His love for ourselves!?!?
P.S…..your son’s eyes are AMAZING! Captivating! Precious!
what a beautiful picture of what really is a believers reality! but, oh, i hear you…it’s so easy to be looking out and feeling lost and insignificant. just last night our revivalist and his family did a skit called (something like) His Masterpiece and it talked about how God sees us as His perfect piece of humanity, and how if we only let him mold and shape us into His image…your post reminded me of this…
came here per Amber’s rec…
hope to learn to know you better!!
happy friday!
~rachel
Hello, there –
My name is Audrey and I came to check out your site on a rec from Amber. Loved the analogy about the way that we are not overlooked by God the same way the orphans are not overlooked by God.
I’ll have to subscribe to you because I would love to hear more about your adoption story. I know of another lady on xanga (maybe you already know of her, mymeanderings is her site name, who is in the process of adopting a little girl from Ethiopia.
Happy Friday to you! Oh, and your son is a VERY handsome boy!
a warm hello from me too! i stopped by on amber’s rec and am so glad that i did.
this is a precious post, adoption is personal for me…and so of course! near and dear to my heart.
your analogy of the other side of the glass…i get that. i needed to be reminded today, this week of all weeks,
that thinking like an orphan doesn’t make me one. i am precious to daddy.
thank you so much for participating in how He whispered sweet loving comfort to my heart.
looking forward to learning to know you better!
Hi there! Came from a rec from Amber, looks like I’m not the only one,
our preacher used the analogy of the older kids being passed by in orphanages (my spelling is horrid) for the smaller ones and what that must do to their little hearts…and how lucky we are Our Father want’s us ALL! 
can’t wait to see where this adoption journey is going…and if you see lots of footprints on your past posts, I’m not crazy, just trying to get more of the adoption story. melissa
ps…..love love love that header photo!
Am glad I have read this recommend. God Bless You in the whole adoption process. I imagine there is a little different process, maybe, with international adoptions vs. foster permancy.
I have two friends who have adopted from Ethiopia and they have been tremendously blessed by their children.
It is pretty amazing to think about God choosing ME to be His child!