A friend asked me something the other day that really made me think.
He said, "Do you think being adopted has had an effect on the way you see God, as opposed to someone who wasn't?"
When he asked me that, my first thought was, "No, it's nothing special. God's the same to everyone."
However, the more I think about that, the more I realize it isn't true.
Some people put God in a box; they believe that He can't possibly solve their problems.
Some people are still trying to "win" Him over by their good deeds, though they have been believers for years.
Many people see someone altogether different, although we're all looking at the same God.
I realize that I will never, ever understand God, because His ways are higher than my ways, and His thoughts are higher than my thoughts.
With that being said, one thing I have learned about God is that He truly loves all of His children.
"How deep the Father's love for us How vast,beyond all measure."
That He should give His ONLY son To make a wretch His treasure"
How true that song is.
He loves us SO much, that it simply cannot be measured.
He only had one begotten Son. He gave him up, sacrificed a part of Himself, to make all of us wretched, hopeless people His treasure.
That sure does sound like adoption to me. Giving up parts of yourself to treasure a child that wasn't yours from the beginning.
Another characteristic of God reflected by adoption: unconditional love.
If you've been adopted, and you didn't receive unconditional love from that, my heart hurts for you.
I did receive that, and it truly is amazing.
I pushed my parents away time and again, and I know I hurt them deeply with my rejection.
But don't we do that to God every day? And He never gives up.
Thank God they didn't give up on me.
Do you think that a child, or anyone for that matter, can comprehend a God that gives unconditional love,
that will never give up no matter how many times we push Him away,
that will NEVER abandon us, if they've never been shown it?
I don't. My adoption HAS changed the way I see God.
You see, when someone has been abandoned, they have all these doubts and insecurities.
Being adopted didn't magically fix this. My understanding of what that truly means, with my parents and with God, did.
No magic. Just the understanding that I was chosen, even though I felt that there must be something wrong with me.
My parents chose me. God chose me, although I am dirty, shameful, and inadequate.
I revel in that! How amazing it is to know that I don't have to do it all, because I can't! But He loves me anyway.
He chose me as His son, and He will always take care of me.
I know my parents can't always take care of me, but I know they will never stop trying.
I understand that God picked me up out of my insecurities,
He didn't let go, and He changed my life. "...From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; and from the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked." -Luke 12:48
If you have much, love on some kids. Adopt them, or foster them.
It won't be easy, actually it'll be really hard. But it's amazing being loved by a parent who didn't HAVE to love you.
God calls us all to do just that.
James 1:27 "Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world."
Thank you, Dad and Mom, for loving me unconditionally even though I put you guys through it over and over.
I will never be able to express how thankful I am, or how loved I feel.