“Mom?” came the timid 7 year-old voice, from the child’s seat behind me, as I drove along. “Do you think someone wanted to keep me?”
And there it was. The question I had been waiting for. Dreading. Unsure of how I would ever answer it. In a split second, I prayed silently for wisdom and asked,
“Well, what do you think?”
“I think yes,” she cautiously replied.
“And who wouldn’t want you?” I queried back. “But God knew He was going to give you to me, so that I could be your mommy. And what would I do if I didn’t have you?”
“I love you, mom,” she sighed in seeming relief, a smile coming to her face.
“I love you more.”
We drove on for a bit in silence while she processed this information. And then she began again.
“So, if babies come out of a mommy’s tummy, and I came from China, did I come out of someone else’s tummy?”
“Yes, you came out of your biological mommy’s tummy.”
After a long silence, she continued, “and why didn’t she keep me?”
I knew when this came up I wanted to be as truthful, yet gentle, as possible.
“Well,” I began, “we will never really know the answer to that. But in China, the government doesn’t want people to have more than one child. And in China, people just like boys better than girls. And sometimes, in China, mommies can’t always keep their babies, even if they want to.”
I could see her face in the rearview mirror. She was getting distraught. I pulled over and parked the car in a safe spot.
I got in the back seat next to her and continued.
“But GOD knew that He wanted YOU to be with ME! His plan from before you were even born was that YOU would be MY little girl. And even though you were on the other side of the planet, God spoke to my heart and told me to come find you. I am so glad that I get to be your mommy. I am so glad that God had this amazing plan. And we should always remember to pray for your biological mommy so that someday she may know about God and Jesus and all they have done for us. And then, maybe, we will all meet together in heaven.”
She let out an audible sigh of relief. Her entire demeanor relaxed. And then she hugged me tight.
“I love you, mom”
“I love you more.”
And while I realize this was just the beginning of so many questions to come, it made me realize that we are all “adopted” into God’s family.
Just as my beautiful little girl was predestined to be in our family, Esphesian 1:5 reminds us that God, “predestined us for adoption to sonship through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will”.
We each struggle with questions like, “why would God want a sinner like me?” Yet Ephesians 2:8 teaches us, “For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God”.
Our adoption into God’s family is a gift. Pure and simple.
All we need do, is accept the gift.
All we need do, is accept the gift. Have you accepted God's gift? Are you letting your sense of unworthiness prevent you receiving God's inexplicable grace and blessing?
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