I shared this video several months ago and was thinking about it again this morning. I sit here overwhelmed, my heart aches as I think of David in Psalms 139 reminding us "for they are fearfully and wonderfully made, how precious are your thoughts to them, O God!"
O, Father, I pray that we as Your church would be purged with a burden for these children. For by God's grace we are no longer orphans but through the Spirit of adoption are now heirs, children of the Father, sons and daughters of the King.
(Rom. 8:15)
"Jesus has visted us in our affliction. He has freed us to visit orphans in theirs." T4A
Monday, February 15, 2010
Freed to Visit Orphans (Ethiopia)
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Crazy Love
I have had several post I have wanted to write for quite some time but have struggled to get a few moments to do it. This is one of them.
I was in the check out line in Publix last week(alone..meaning no children, how glorious in the grocery store) and I began a conversation with the young woman ringing up my groceries. Somehow we got around to talking about James and adoption. I showed her a picture, she smiled...I did too. She then asked..."Are you going to tell him he is adopted?" She had no idea what her simple question meant to my heart.
You see, this was sweet music to this Mama's ears...of course we are going to tell James he is adopted, we already do....but more than that he will probably notice pretty soon that he looks different from his mommy and daddy:)...but you know what, I think he looks just like me. I do....some days I look in his eyes and he looks into mine and the love we share is so sacred and so rich that all I can think is..."you look like your mama" and my heart believes it. The girl ringing up my groceries didn't see the obvious racial difference between my son and his mama, she just saw my son, just like I do. I know, I know, it sounds a little silly to think he looks that much like his momma, but what I have found and what I want to express as I write this is that when I look at James and he looks at me it goes so much deeper than just the color God made us. When I dive into those deep brown eyes looking back at me I just can't help but think they look like mine...that's just the goodness of our Lord and a crazy love that comes from Him.
Thank you, Miss Publix...your simple question made this Mama smile.
"For this child I prayed, and the Lord has granted me my petition which I asked of Him. " 1 Sam. 1:27
I was in the check out line in Publix last week(alone..meaning no children, how glorious in the grocery store) and I began a conversation with the young woman ringing up my groceries. Somehow we got around to talking about James and adoption. I showed her a picture, she smiled...I did too. She then asked..."Are you going to tell him he is adopted?" She had no idea what her simple question meant to my heart.
You see, this was sweet music to this Mama's ears...of course we are going to tell James he is adopted, we already do....but more than that he will probably notice pretty soon that he looks different from his mommy and daddy:)...but you know what, I think he looks just like me. I do....some days I look in his eyes and he looks into mine and the love we share is so sacred and so rich that all I can think is..."you look like your mama" and my heart believes it. The girl ringing up my groceries didn't see the obvious racial difference between my son and his mama, she just saw my son, just like I do. I know, I know, it sounds a little silly to think he looks that much like his momma, but what I have found and what I want to express as I write this is that when I look at James and he looks at me it goes so much deeper than just the color God made us. When I dive into those deep brown eyes looking back at me I just can't help but think they look like mine...that's just the goodness of our Lord and a crazy love that comes from Him.
Thank you, Miss Publix...your simple question made this Mama smile.
"For this child I prayed, and the Lord has granted me my petition which I asked of Him. " 1 Sam. 1:27
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Q&A
Questions and Answers
With our desire to use this blog primarily as a resource to encourage adoption and the biblical responsibility all believers have to visit orphans we decided to open it up for some discussion. Please email any questions or thoughts you have on adoption to chad_amber_rollins@yahoo.comWe will post your question (without using names) along with our answer on the blog. These questions can range from... "how do I get started?"...to..."what's it like adopting a child of a different race?"...we will do our best to answer your questions and if we can't we will search for resources that can! We want to be a blessing and encouragement to you.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Mercy
This past week I was washing the dishes and cleaning up after dinner. Chad was watching James and they were enjoying some father- son time rolling all over the floor in the living room. I can't remember exactly what Chad had asked James not to do but James of course living in his "almost, 2 year old flesh"...did it and because it was direct disobedience there was going to be a consequence. James quickly began protesting because he knew exactly what was coming. Chad took him into his bedroom and I prepared myself for the dramatic screaming and alligator tears that were about to follow Daddy's discipline. All of the sudden it got quiet, I heard Chad talking softly to James..."James, Daddy loves you very much and my desire is for you to be obedient. You directly disobeyed Daddy but Daddy is choosing to show you mercy tonight, just as God has shown His mercy towards us." All of the sudden James walked out of his room, grinning from ear to ear, very pleased that Daddy had shown him mercy. Chad followed and said, "James, what did Daddy show you tonight?" With a big smile and that sweet little voice James said, "Merceeeee."
My heart was overwhelmed with gratitude for a husband who loves our son by not only telling him but demonstrating to him biblical truth. It was also filled with joy and gratitude as I began to mediate on the magnitude of mercy my Heavenly Father lavishes on me day after day, after day. Of course even if the only mercy I was ever shown was that at the cross when by His death He brought me out of my depravity into a relationship with Him and gave me eternal life, that would be more mercy than I could handle but praise the Lord, for it doesn't stop there! For each and every day I do not love him with all of my heart soul mind and strength and each and every day my heart is desperately wicked and each and every day I am consumed with self. Yet each and every day, God in His great mercy with loving kindness forgives and pardons my debt.
Thank you, Father. Thank you, Father.
My heart was overwhelmed with gratitude for a husband who loves our son by not only telling him but demonstrating to him biblical truth. It was also filled with joy and gratitude as I began to mediate on the magnitude of mercy my Heavenly Father lavishes on me day after day, after day. Of course even if the only mercy I was ever shown was that at the cross when by His death He brought me out of my depravity into a relationship with Him and gave me eternal life, that would be more mercy than I could handle but praise the Lord, for it doesn't stop there! For each and every day I do not love him with all of my heart soul mind and strength and each and every day my heart is desperately wicked and each and every day I am consumed with self. Yet each and every day, God in His great mercy with loving kindness forgives and pardons my debt.
Thank you, Father. Thank you, Father.
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