People have asked me about loving a child I didn't give birth to. For me, it's quite simple. God.
When asked this question, my mind instantly begins replaying the many stories of love in the Bible. Tangible, real, laying it all on the line kind of love. And in this home, it is not different.
We love because our heart is God. We have never felt anything "different" toward any of our children whether they were born to us or not.
It's funny because occasionally we get the question "where is she from?", and I forget for a moment why in the world someone would ask me that question. Then I look down at the precious treasure I hold close and remember that to others, Kate doesn't really look like me. Yet in my heart, she is forever mine.
We see no difference here for God has created us to be color blind. It does not matter that her skin is a few shades darker than mine or that her eyes don't match the shape of mine. It does not matter that she has challenges that I can only help her overcome. God has replaced those differences that other people see with a heart so overflowing with joy and love for my Kate.
Although, the differences to those looking in may seem like many, my mother's heart sees none at all.
And that is the heart of Our Father.
In Him,
E
**I'm not sure how in the world she does it, but my Kate has some crazy tongue flipping skills!
2 comments:
Beautiful post, Elisabeth! So resonated in my own heart...Adoption is straight from the heart of the Lord, and you do forget that they were not birthed by you because of the love God gives...Kate is extremely talented, by the way!Love you
The other day I was actually shocked when I said," we adopted her two almost three years ago." And the lady said, " well that's more than obvious!" I was almost offended. It's like, wait a minute, how can you tell?
Kate brings me to tears. Each. Time. You. Share. I adore her.
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