Monday, April 28, 2014
New dates and a happy baby
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Friends Make Life Better
My best friend and his wife are about to board a plane to Hong Kong, China where they will, for the very first time, be introduced to their adopted daughter, Willow Mei. This road has been windy and rocky, containing five years of struggle and pain. Yet, now that we see where it has led, to this beautiful, smiling toddler, it’s hard to deny God’s hand behind the entire process.
As Ashley and I have walked this road with them, one scene has replayed in my head what seems like a thousand times. I catch myself dreaming of this moment and weeping over its beauty(though, I do understand that this scenario is unrealistic). Here’smy dream.
Kyle and Amber have travelled halfway across the world andhave finally arrived to the little orphanage in Luoyang, China. They are nervous, excited, and ready. I see Kyle opening a door to see sweet Willow arms crossed, waiting patiently for her parents. The moment she lays eyes on Kyle, she runs to him, wraps her little arms around his neck, and whispers in his ear “daddy.”
Can you even fathom the feeling a moment like that would bring? I consider myself to basically be an emotion-less dude, but man, that picture and its soon reality causes me to cry.
This scene replayed in my head the other morning when I was reading Romans 8:15-17.
For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, “Abba! Father!” The Spirit himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God, and if children, then heirs—heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ, provided we suffer with him in order that we may also be glorified with him
We sometimes get so tangled in theological titles that we forget one of the most simple and beautiful pictures of God. He is our dad and we are his children. He has adopted us and given us the opportunity to call him “Dad!” Soon, Willow Mei will take our friends’ last names and with that name, she will have all the benefits of being in that family. Likewise, God has adopted us and given us a new name. With this name we have become royal—loved by the King and heirs to an unimaginable inheritance.
In light of this reality, we should respond in two ways. First, we should allow the beauty of our adoption to propel our love for theFather and dispel our attraction to our former ways. Don’t be deceived. Your self-driven ways are dead end ways that will lead to utter disappointment. Second, spend some time talking to God like he is your Dad. If our hearts beat faster when we are embraced as “mom and dad,” imagine what God feels. Lose the superlatives and just talk to him about life. If you are scared, tell him. If you are sad, cry. Wherever you are, address him as your dad, and lethim take care of you.










































