For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the spirit of sonship. When we cry, “Abba! Father!” it is with our spirit and 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.
Thought for the Day: God loves us.
Over the last couple of days, we have celebrated with our oldest son his thirteenth birthday and his adoption “Gotcha” Day! This morning, after getting his dental braces on yesterday, we had to go back to the orthodontist because a bracket had already come loose. I love the time we have together when it is just he and I in the car. This morning as we drove, I showed him a Facebook Status his Daddy had shared about the Gotcha Day and my son said, “So I was two days old?” That did it, I teared up and began telling him the story about how he came to be our son. I told him about the evening we received the call that he had been born. I told him about a meeting we had with our social worker in a Macaroni Grill telling us the specifics about our little boy and about the day she would be bringing him to us. I told him that until that moment, she had instructed us to wait to do anything about his room, clothing, bedding, so we did. When she assured us that this was indeed going to happen, we jumped into gear and called everyone who had volunteered to let us borrow items for our baby. We borrowed a truck and went from one place to the next gathering. The next afternoon, she was to bring him to our house. I told my son that when we received a call that she would be much earlier, by several hours, we moved even quicker to make everything perfect for our little boy. Then it happened, she drove into the driveway. It was cold, so very cold, so I grabbed the crocheted afghan I had made for him and took off to see the first glimpse. When I looked in the car window, I saw the most precious baby with the most beautiful face lying in the car seat. She helped me open the door and I picked him up wrapping the afghan around him. In an instance, I was a mama, and in an instant I was in love with that little bundle.
My child’s name, Nathaniel, means Gift of God and without a doubt the grandest gift ever was given to my husband and me. We were instant parents as we had received that instant love when we saw our baby’s face. God blessed us with his coming and later blessed us once again with another son. I am thankful for my “Gift of God” today and who he is becoming. I am also thankful for my Jonathan whose name means “God’s Gift”. We have been blessed.
Prayer: God, thank you! Thank you for bringing us your gifts showered on us each day. You have blessed us beyond our imagination and have surprised us with Your love. We praise you God, and we are thankful.
Prayer Focus: Adoption