Beauty and Motherhood: every Christian woman can be a mother and motherhood is a beautiful thing!

 

I read a really good book recently, called "Housewife Theologian" by Aimee Byrd (thanks Mel!), and I thought I would share one of my favourite parts, in the chapter on beauty. It really resonated with me, and I have found myself coming back to it again and again over the last few weeks. Aimee says:

"One of the most vivid descriptions of a beautiful woman that has stuck in my mind was penned by C.S. Lewis. He describes a sort of heavenly parade in honor of one woman who has finished her life on earth. The writer of this vision first thinks he recognizes this overwhelmingly beautiful woman as she is approaching. But it seems that what he recognizes is really a type of beauty that he has been longing for. His guide tells him that her name is Sarah Smith, from Golders Green. She sounds so ordinary, doesn't she? But it appears that she is a very significant woman in this place, as she is accompanied by flocks of people, showering her with flowers. When the writer asks the guide about both the men and women escorting her, the guide answers that they are her children. However, he explains further what he means by that.

'Every young man or boy that met her became her son – even if it was only the boy that brought the meat to her back door. Every girl that met her was her daughter.'
'Isn't that a bit hard on their own parents?'
'No. There are those that steal other people's children. But her motherhood was of a different kind. Those on whom it fell went back to their natural parents loving them more. Few men looked on her without becoming, in a certain fashion, her lovers. But it was the kind of love that made them not less true, but truer, to their own wives.'

Now this is the beauty I aspire to have!... It is a beauty that changes people, affects the universe... "

Me too, Aimee! This is the kind of beauty I aspire to have. Aimee goes on to talk about our culture's warped perceptions of beauty, and how our beauty as women isn't something we acquire over others, but rather something we share with others in an appropriate way:

"It is not the lack of beauty in someone else that makes me more beautiful. Quite the opposite, another person's beauty can enhance my own!... We need to recognize the lie that our culture is selling about beauty and turn our eyes to the Creator of all that is beautiful."

I loved too how Sarah Smith's beauty in C.S. Lewis' story is so closely linked to her motherhood. And by "motherhood", I mean something that goes beyond having biological children (although it can certainly include that for women who bear children), because you will notice that there is no husband mentioned in the story, and that the children who are showering her with flowers in heaven are clearly her spiritual children - sons and daughters born, "not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God" (John 1:13). Motherhood is a beautiful thing! Yet, motherhood in the family of God is not reserved for only those who bear children in the natural sense; it is for all women - married, single, having biological children, infertile, or having adopted children. As Christian women, we don't have to wait until we are married and have natural children to embrace motherhood!

I have found that this reminder has been particularly encouraging to me now that Jon and I are back in the "waiting" stage of the adoption process, and will not be growing our nuclear family as soon as I had hoped. In the waiting, I am reminded of who Jesus said his family was: "those who hear the Word of God and do it" (Luke 8:21). I am reminded that He also said, "there is no one who has left house or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children or lands, for my sake and for the gospel, who will not receive a hundredfold now in this time, houses and brothers and sisters and mothers and children and lands, with persecutions, and in the age to come eternal life (Mark 10:29). I am reminded that there is a bigger, eternal, forever family, to which all earthly families point - the household of God (Eph 2:19) - which we can be a part of NOW ... and it is REAL family! Let this be encouragement to those of us who are single and maybe longing to be married, or feeling alone in the world because our bio family isn't around, or maybe married and longing for children - there is an eternal family that we are all a part of if we are trusting in Jesus for salvation! In this family, we are united by a different kind of blood - the blood of our Saviour! And this is the Blood that matters most.

I think I'll end this post with a lengthy quotation from John Piper on this subject that really encouraged me this week. I hope it will be an encouragement to other ladies as well: 

Take heed lest you minimize what I am saying and do not hear how radical it really is... I am declaring the temporary and secondary nature of marriage and family over and against the eternal and primary nature of the church. Marriage and family are temporary for this age; the church is forever. I am declaring the radical biblical truth that being in a human family is no sign of eternal blessing, but being in God's family means being eternally blessed. Relationships based on family are temporary. Relationships based on union with Christ are eternal. Marriage is a temporary institution, but what it stands for lasts forever. "In the resurrection," Jesus said, "they neither marry nor are given in marriage, but are like the angels in heaven" (Matt 22:30). 

And when his own mother and brothers asked to see him, Jesus said, "Who is my mother, and who are my brothers?" And stretching out his hand toward his disciples, he said, "here are my mother and my brothers!" (Matt 12:48-49). Jesus is turning everything around. Yes, he loved his mother and his brothers. But those are all natural and temporary relationships. He did not come into the world to focus on that. He came into the world to call out a people for his name from all the families of the earth into a new family where single people in Christ are full-fledged family members on par with all others, bearing fruit for God and becoming mothers and fathers of the eternal kind.  

"Blessed is the womb that bore you, and the breasts at which you nursed!" a woman cried out to Jesus. And he turned and said, "Blessed rather are those who hear the word of God and keep it!" (Luke 11:27-28). The mother of God is the obedient Christian - married or single! Take a deep breath and reorder your world.  

"Truly I say to you, there is no one who has left house or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children or lands, for my sake and for the gospel," Jesus said, "who will not receive a hundredfold now in this time, houses and brothers and sisters and mothers and children and lands, with persecutions, and in the age to come eternal life" (Mark 10:29-30). Single person, married person, do you want children, mothers, brothers, sisters, lands? Renounce the primacy of your natural relationships and follow Jesus into the fellowship of the people of God.


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The Hope that doesn't disappoint

These past 2 weeks have been the most difficult part of the adoption process so far. Since May, the momentum has been building as we have been pursuing a specific group of children and we were really hopeful that they might have been placed with us (we never got to the stage of meeting the children in person - a lot of people ask about that). However, we just got the news last week that the children's agency ended up choosing another couple to be their forever family. We knew all along that this could happen, since we weren't the only family being considered, yet I am still finding it pretty difficult. While it is so comforting to know that God is in control, even over this, and that CAS made the best choice for the children, I felt sad and disappointed when our worker delivered the news. Proverbs 13:12 says, "Hope deferred makes the heart sick" and I certainly tasted a bit of that sickness of heart this week. I think that's normal too. It's impossible not to be sad when you have specific children in mind and are learning information about them for months and hoping that they will be yours and then find out that it won't happen. I guess in some ways this is sort of similar to a miscarriage, and I've really been feeling it since we got the news.

I read a guest post by Trillia Newbell on one of my favourite blogs this week (you can read the whole thing here if you want) where she writes about her struggle with getting pregnant and the subsequent pain of several miscarriages. I was planning to write a post about Proverbs 13:12 this week, and how I have sensed the Lord reminding me that He is my only lasting Hope, but then I read this and thought Trillia articulated beautifully what the Holy Spirit has been driving home in my heart through this loss. So here is a lengthy quote from Trillia's blog post (emphases in bold are mine):

"For once I got it. I understood what it felt like to have a sick heart with a hope deferred (Prov 13:12). I longed for a child. This desire wasn’t sinful. Children are a gift. But God was calling me to wait and endure various trials. He was teaching me patience, and I was learning how to trust him. God would eventually give me a beautiful son, followed by two more miscarriages, and then a daughter. Yet during the years of waiting and losing children, God was reminding me of my true hope.

There is a hope that is not deferred. There’s the hope of a man who came to seek and save the lost. He was a man of sorrows and acquainted with much grief. He was despised and crushed. He was pierced for our transgressions and iniquities (Isaiah 53). We have a great hope in Jesus Christ, the one who died, was raised, and is now at the right hand of God interceding for us all (Rom 8:35). And one day we will see our Hope face to face. I have the hope of an eternal everlasting home where neither moth nor rust destroy and where no more shall there be an infant who lives but a few days (Matt. 6:20; Isaiah 65:20).

God doesn’t promise a life of ease. So in my next trial I want to cling to Jesus. I cannot cling to the doctor’s diagnosis. I cannot cling to the assistance of medicine. I definitely cannot cling to my own understanding (Prov  3:5). He is my only hope. He is where my hope is built."

 As I've been thinking lots about hope this week, Romans 5:2-5 has kept coming back to me as well:

We have also obtained access through Him by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God. And not only that, but we also rejoice in our afflictions, because we know that affliction produces endurance, endurance produces proven character, and proven character produces hope. This hope will not disappoint us, because God’s love has been poured out in our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us.

Jesus is the Hope that doesn't disappoint! The love of God has been poured out in my heart by the Holy Spirit, and it is ENOUGH. There is a Hope that is not deferred! I have an anchor that keeps my soul steadfast and sure while the billows roll. God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever (Ps 73) and He is always good.

For those who love God, all things work together for GOOD.

I needed this today. 

 

Devotional from "Morning and Evening" by C.H. Spurgeon for August 5th: 

 

"We know that for those who love God all things work together for good."
Romans 8:28

Upon some points a believer is absolutely sure. He knows, for instance, that God sits in the center of the vessel when it rocks most. He believes that an invisible hand is always on the world's tiller, and that wherever providence may drift, God is steering it. That reassuring knowledge prepares him for everything. He looks over the raging waters and sees the spirit of Jesus walking on the water, and he hears a voice saying, "It is I - do not be afraid." He knows too that God is always wise, and, knowing this, he is confident that there can be no accidents, no mistakes, and that nothing can occur that ought not to happen. He can say, "If I should lose everything, it is better that I should lose it than keep it if it is God's will: the worst disaster is the wisest and the kindest thing that I could face if God ordains it." "We know that for those who love God all things work together for good." The Christian does not merely hold this as a theory, but he knows it as a matter of fact. So far everything has worked for good; the poisonous drugs mixed in proper proportions have effected the cure; the sharp cuts of the scalpel have cleaned out the disease and facilitated the healing. Every event as yet has worked out the most divinely blessed results; and so, believing that God rules all, that he governs wisely, that he brings good out of evil, the believer's heart is assured, and he is learning to meet each trial calmly when it comes. In the spirit of true resignation, the believer can pray, "Send me what You will, my God, as long as it comes from You; there never was a poor portion that came from Your table to any of Your children." 

All of Me

Months ago, a sweet friend of mine encouraged me to use this time of waiting for our children to process and prepare the change that is coming (thanks Jenny!). She said that pregnancy is a time of preparation - body, soul and spirit - for the child who is coming, and she encouraged me that this placement stage of our adoption process is that time of preparation for me, and I should make the most of it. So, this post is me sharing a bit of what I've been processing, emotionally and spiritually, in preparation for our kids.   

I heard this song "All of Me" by Matt Hammitt for the first time about a month ago, and I couldn't help but think how perfectly it expresses the love of a parent for a child. The words go like this:

Afraid to love, something that could break,

Could I move on, if You were torn away?
I'm so close to what I can't control
I can't give You half my heart, and pray He makes You whole

You're gonna have all of me, You're gonna have all of me,
Cuz you're worth every falling tear, You're worth facing every fear
You're gonna know all my love, even if it's not enough
Enough to mend our broken hearts, giving You all of me is where I'll start.

I won't let sadness steal You from my arms
I won't let pain keep you from my heart
I'll trade the fear of all that I could lose,
For every moment I'll share with You

You're gonna have all of me, you're gonna have all of me,
Cuz You're worth every falling tear, You're worth facing any fear
You're gonna know all my love, even if it's not enough
Enough to mend our broken hearts, giving You all of me is where I'll start.

Heaven brought you to this moment, it's too wonderful to speak
You're worth all of me, You're worth all of me
So let me recklessly love You, even if I bleed
You're worth all of me, You're worth all of me

As an expectant Mom, this song struck a chord in my heart, and really expresses well how I want to love our children. Back in February, I wrote a post called Fear Not where I shared about my fresh realization that fear and love cannot coexist. I was (and still am!) super convicted that I need to keep repenting of my sin of fear. Fear is what holds me back from truly loving, and I like how this song expresses that fight against fear... the fight to love. 

I have read quite a bit about the attachment issues that children in foster care have, and I am preparing myself for what could (and probably will) be a challenging transition - both for our kids and for us. There's so much that's out of my control in this whole process:

1. I have no control over the issues in our kids' birth family that will ultimately lead them to us
2. I have no control over the unique ways (healthy and unhealthy) that each of our children will have learned to cope with the pain they've been through in their young lives
3. I have no control over the emotions that they will be dealing with inside
4. I have no control over the behaviours that they will exhibit as a result of the trauma they've experienced
5. I have no control over when they'll be placed in our home and if they will stay (beyond the 6 month to 1 year probation period) and be ours forever

And all of this can be kind of scary! 

Yet, that line in the bridge of Matt Hammit's song gets me every time: let me recklessly love you, even if I bleed. I can't help but think about Jesus on the cross whenever I hear/read that line! But the crazy thing about the love of God, displayed on the cross, is that He showed it in this way: while we were still sinners, He bled and died for us (Romans 5:8)! Did you catch that? Jesus recklessly loved SINNERS, bleeding and dying on the cross for them. So it was not because I was "worth it", or somehow deserving of love that Jesus died for me. I could never deserve or merit the love of the holy Creator of the world. In fact, my sin demands that I be punished. I myself have spit in the face of the One who made me and who holds everything together (Colossians 1:17). I have spurned His grace. Yet this God, in his inexplicable and amazing love, looked on my sin and said, "though she doesn't deserve it, I am going to love her to the point of shedding my blood. I will take the punishment that she rightfully deserves and make her mine." 

This is where the love of God blows even this song out of the water and takes it to a whole new level for me! Because I see that His love is so extravagant and logic-defying! It goes far beyond what is reasonable! 

I totally understand what the sentiment of this song is getting at, and I mean it when I sing it around the house, thinking about our kids, "you're worth all of me!" But underneath that line for me as I sing it is much more than the sentiment, "you're such a sweet little kid and you're worth all of me!" Much more. 1 John 4:10 and 19 say: In this is love: not that we loved God, but that He loved us, and sent His Son to be the wrath-bearing-substitute for our sins... We love because He first loved us. God's love is the ultimate source and motivation for loving my children! 

So even if we lose them after committing to loving them, even if they act out and spurn our love, even if they have outrageous behaviour, even if they never love us back, "even if it's not enough", and "even if I bleed" like the song says, I'm still going to give them all of me and recklessly love them, because JESUS is worth it! He has poured out His unfathomable love in my heart by His Spirit (Romans 5:5), and I am privileged to give it away! 

 My prayer is that I will love our children like God loves me.... with a one-way, unconditional love. I hope that giving them "all of me" will image for them, in some small way, the amazing love of God the Heavenly Father, which is, as the Jesus Storybook Bible describes it, the ultimate "Never Stopping, Never Giving Up, Unbreaking, Always and Forever Love" that we all desperately need. 

My Husband Has Tattoos

 I just read a beautiful blog post this morning called "My Wife Has Tattoos" and it reminded me so much of Jon and me and our story. Sadly, it took me a long time to get to the place of maturity in my Christian walk where I was able to say this.

I am so thankful that God had a man better than my dreams for me to marry. I was much like Spencer described himself in this blog post - a goody-two-shoe, judgmental Christian teenager who legitimately laughed when people told me that I would never find a man that met all of the criteria on my "list" (which included at that time, no tattoos, no alcohol-drinking, and definitely no drugs or sexual promiscuity in his past!).

Many people wouldn’t have put me and Jon together. In high school, we probably would not have been friends. I would have turned my nose up at him, and he would probably not have been interested in me either. As Spencer said of himelf and his wife Taylor,  "people like us, with our backgrounds and history are not supposed to meet, fall in love, and covenant their lives to each other. But everything changes when people meet Jesus.  Jesus takes people like rebellious teenage partiers, and goody-two-shoe homeschoolers and puts them together in marriage to put something on display much bigger than their own hand-crafted, perfectly planned love-story." 

Yesterday morning, I awoke to my sweet husband saying, "Happy fourth year engagement anniversary!" I looked at him kind of funny until I registered that it was April 25th - the day he got down on one knee four years ago and asked me to marry him. I couldn't believe that he remembered that. I certainly didn't! Four years ago - after much deliberation and repentance of my wrong, sinful patterns of thinking - I said "Yes", and I am so thankful that I did!

Today I am reminded again that God’s ultimate plan in putting Jon and I together is that he wants to uniquely put his grace on display for the world to see. I could have said "no" and walked away. I could have stayed in the sinful self-righteous rut I was in and listened to all the voices that said we were too different and just wrong for each other. But everything changes when people meet Jesus! He changed me and He changed Jon; He's still changing both of us. Grace changes everything!

I'm so thankful that I didn't marry the tattooless "man of my dreams". Jon is better than I could have dreamed. "Jonathan" means "Gift of God" and that is truly what he is to me. So thankful for God's grace in bringing us together.

Waiting - Adoption Update

At the end of January I posted our adoption announcement on this blog, saying that our family might be growing by 4, 6 or 8 feet in the near future. I mentioned the fact that we were still in the "waiting for approval" stage of the home study process, so it could technically still fall through.

Well, as of this week, I am happy to report that we have officially been approved to adopt! Now it's no longer a question of "if" we will be having children through adoption, but rather, "WHEN"! :) My heart feels pregnant with anticipation! Jon and I are both so excited and thankful to God for how He has guided this process and brought us through it so quickly! Now, instead of waiting for approval, we are actually waiting for a placement! It feels somewhat surreal right now.

I have our two upstairs bedrooms all cleared out now, waiting to find out who our children are so we can tailor the rooms to their needs. I've started decorating a little bit already though, re-locating the nice lime green curtains my Mum gave me, from the living room to their bedrooms (at the suggestion of the ladies in our Hub group - thanks girls!): 

My sweet sister-in-law has also offered to give us the cutest little loft bed that our niece doesn't use anymore, if we need it, so I'm pretty excited about this:

This placement stage is the part of the process that Jon and I have decided to keep confidential and share only with each other, the Lord, and our adoption worker. This is because of the uncertainty of this stage, and the potential for emotional ups and downs as we work with CAS to find a good fit. Thankfully for the children, CAS has a child-centered approach, which means that they are looking primarily for the best parents for the children, not the best children for the parents. This does mean, however, that the placement process could be somewhat of an emotional rollercoaster for us, and we would appreciate your prayers for continued guidance as we trust God to lead us to our children. The timing of this phase is completely uncertain - the placement could happen in 2 weeks, 2 months, or a year from now. We just don't know. But once we have confirmation of the placement, we will certainly let friends and family know how many children we are bringing home, how old they are, and when they will be officially placed with us.

Thanks to all of you who have been such a support and encouragement to us through this process! I will continue posting updates as we prepare our hearts and our home for our children, sharing as much of this journey as we can with all of you.

Work For Food That Endures

Isaiah 55:2-3
Why do you spend your money for that which is not bread,
    and your labor for that which does not satisfy? 
Listen diligently to me, and eat what is good,     
and delight yourselves in rich food.  
Incline your ear, and come to me;
   hear, that your soul may live;
and I will make with you an everlasting covenant,     
my steadfast, sure love for David.

How often do I labour for that which does not satisfy? Too often. I get so busy being productive and crossing things off my never-ending "To Do" list that I often fail to come to God during the day, to delight myself in rich food - in Jesus Himself, who is the Bread of life (John 6:35).

I want my work to endure! I want to live for God and bear fruit that lasts. Even as I go about my mundane tasks. I want it all to be labour for the Lord - that's the only way it's not all meaningless and a chasing after the wind, like Ecclesiastes says. 

In John 6:27, Jesus says: Do not work for the food that perishes, but for the food that endures to eternal life, which the Son of Man will give to you. And then in John 6:29, He says that to work for the food that endures forever means simply to believe. So recently I've been reflecting on this "work" of believing that I need to be doing. 

The following are some things I wrote in my journal that I need to believe:

• That Jesus came to live the perfect life I couldn't live and to die in my place
• That He rose from the grave, breaking the power of sin and death
• That I am loved an accepted on the basis of His finished work alone
• That to live for me now is Christ, and to die is gain
• That the Holy Spirit is working in me, helping me to die to sin and obey all of God's will, commands and law
• That Jesus is the Bread of life and He is enough
• That I am labouring for something greater than food that perishes, and so in everything God can be glorified

May God help me BELIEVE and then live from that place of belief! It's so simple, but it's not easy. I want to be a woman who communes with God in the moments of my days. 

Life is comprised of moments. 

And I want to see Him in all of it.... to hear his whispers, that my soul may live, as Isaiah 55 says. As I drive to work and clean the kitchen and cook and do laundry and cross things off my to do list and balance our bank account and babysit, I long for my belief in God - who He is and all He's done - to be underneath as the driving force of all I think, say and do. I want to keep my eyes wide open and work for food that endures to eternal life. 

Today is the beginning of Lent, and I have given up Facebook again, like I did last year. I find that to be a good thing for me to step back from during this season, to intentionally focus more on this season of preparation and repentance, during which Christians anticipate the the death (Good Friday) and resurrection (Easter Sunday) of Jesus. But, after a conversation with a good friend who told me that she sensed God calling her to give up complaining for Lent, I have been trying to think about what else He may be calling me to give up... and I kept coming back to these verses in my heart and mind. I'm almost afraid to say that I'm committing to "giving up labouring for that which does not satisfy", because it's such a big thing! I struggle with it so much that I feel like I'm a failure before I even start! But even as I say that, I am reminded that this is what the Christian life is! We are not what we should be, but we press on (Phil 3:12)! And there is grace for every failure because of Jesus. I feel somewhat silly to say I'm committing to focusing my effort on "working for the food that endures" over Lent, because I already know I'm going to mess up! But, as this devotional I'm going through says (click here if you want to download it!), "Lent is a journey to the cross: meditating on our sin and weakness, looking to Jesus as our perfect example and substitute, and being heightened in our worship of his victory over Satan, sin, and death." 

So, in the end, I decided that I am going to make an extra concerted effort, starting today, to stop spending my money for that which is not bread and my labour for that which does not satisfy, and instead incline my ear to my God, that my soul may live! 

I read this blog by Sara Hagerty this morning called Messy Prayers and it totally pushed me over the edge in this decision! :) A practical way for me to begin this Ash Wednesday is to pray messy-in-the-moment prayers, because: 

Pumped for the next 40 days!

Fear Not

Over the last few weeks I have been gripped with a new awareness of how much I fail in my relationships to truly LOVE, especially in my relationship with Jon. I love him more than anyone in the world, but after 3 years of marriage, and now pretty close to adding children to our family, I am being hit with a deep heart realization of the deficiencies in my character - patterns of interacting (or should I say re-acting!) that haven't changed all that much since Jon and I started dating way back in 2006. And I am realizing that many of these sinful patterns are driven by FEAR. Jon has told me for a long time that I have a problem with fear. And while I have agreed with him, I feel like recently my eyes have been opened in a new way to how crippled I am by fear, and how it's not just something to shrug my shoulders at, but is a deep, ugly, sinful root, from which many other sins flow. My defensiveness, my avoidance, my reactivity, my insecurity, my inordinate desire for the approval of others - all of these stem from fear. Fear of rejection, fear of conflict, fear of not being heard or respected, fear of being misunderstood... I am just a really fearful person. And I don't want to be! I am not content to minimize this sin anymore.

One of my favourite bloggers, Sara Hagerty, wrote a blog on fear called When Life Leaves You Flinching that I have been reflecting on, and one quote from this post that rings true as I wrestle with this is where Sara says: Fear grows, wild, where love does not. That line is like a paraphrase of 1 John 4:18, which says: There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love. When I live from a place of fear, I am not living in love. I have forgotten that I am loved by God, forgiven and accepted into His family, regardless of my performance. And as a result, I am incapable of truly loving others. Giving way to fear actually prevents me from loving God and the people around me. I can only love God when I believe, at a heart level, that He has first loved me (1 John 4:10). And I can only love others when I am resting in that extravagant love of God. As Sara says, the love of God can't share a room with fear. 

So, my vertical relationship with the God of Love directly impacts all of my horizontal relationships with people. In my marriage, I can either relate to Jon out of fear or out of love. And when our kids come home to us, I can parent them either out of fear or out of love. The two are mutually exclusive. When I am giving way to fear, I am actually failing to love, which is a big deal! It's a sin against the God who purchased me with His blood. I am forgetting that I have not received a spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but the Spirit of adoption as [a daughter], by whom I can cry, "Abba! Father!" (Romans 8:15).

Even though I am convicted about this in a new way, I'm so aware that this isn't just something I can change myself. I need the Holy Spirit to change me. I need to get the gospel deep in my heart more - to KNOW the perfect love of God that drives out fear. Yet, at the same time, I know that I still have a part to play in putting this sin to death, and I want to struggle with all of His energy that powerfully works in me (Col 1:29). One of the interns at our church preached a sermon a few weeks back and he talked about putting our feet on the throat of sin and killing it, in response to all Christ has done for us. That is what I want to do with fear in my life. I want God to show me how to kill this sin; how to repent in each moment when I am tempted to give way to fear. I want to love Jon, our children, and people in general, unconditionally... in light of the unconditional love that I always have in Christ. 

Our family may be growing by 4, 6 or 8 feet! :)

It's been almost exactly 3 months since I last wrote a post on this blog, and as I re-read my posts from the past year, I can hardly believe where we are at the start of 2014! When I wrote my first post on adoption in January 2013, I said that Jon and I were hoping/planning to build our family through adoption in "the next few years". Well, I guess the Lord had a different timeline for us, because it looks like "the next few years" may actually be this year! Below is an excerpt from our 2013 newsletter that we handed out around Christmas time:


WE ARE “EXPECTING”!  

Some of you have already heard this news, but we thought we would officially announce our “pregnancy” in this newsletter – the only thing is our children aren’t growing in Mel’s tummy! We have decided to build our family through adoption. 

Currently in Canada, more than 30,000 kids are in foster care, and we have recently started the process to adopt a group of siblings. We are so excited! We have always hoped that we would have our children through adoption, and we can hardly believe that we are on our way to seeing that happen!  If all goes smoothly, the training and home study process will be finished by the end of March, and then we could be open for adoption and waiting for a “match” shortly after. So it’s possible that we are now parents-to-be – we’re just not sure when!  We don’t know how many children we will have yet (could be 2-4 siblings), or how old they will be (could be anywhere between 0 and 8 years), but we already love them and are praying for them. We can’t wait to bring them home! 

As Christians though, adoption for us is much more than simply providing a home for waiting children. On a Christian adoption website, (www.waitingtobelong.ca) it says, “The Bible tells us that even before the creation of the world, God predestined us to be adopted as His sons and daughters (Ephesians 1:5)” and “God’s heart for the orphan pours forth from His Word. Adoption has been described by Pastor John Piper as the visible gospel. It is proclaimed to a watching world that desperately needs to know the love of the heavenly Father.”


Our final home study session is coming up on February 1st. After that meeting, our home study assessor will send our report (describing the kind of family we are and the children who will fit best in our home) to her supervisor for approval. At this point we are not guaranteed approval, but we are so far into the process now (after completing the PRIDE training and most of the SAFE home study assessment) that it would definitely be hard for us if it fell through. Yet even though we're not officially "adopt ready" at this stage, we decided to go public with our "news" for a few reasons:

1. We would rather share all of the process with our family and friends than keep it a secret. Being open about it means that we get to share the joy or the sorrow of this process with the people we love, and we like it that way. What's that saying? - A joy shared is doubled and a sorrow shared is halved? Something like that! :)
   
   
2. If everything DOES go smoothly, there's a possibility that we could be matched with our children very quickly, so we wanted to give all of our loved ones some processing time before we have an instant family! :) 

It will be interesting to see what this year brings. Our life could change drastically in just a few months. What is now a fairly quiet, orderly, and low-key home, occupied by 2 introverts and their extremely chill dog, could in quick time be overflowing with noise and laughter and squabbles and toys! :) I am excited! And a bit nervous! But more excited. :) I hope to blog on here about this adoption journey, as well as other things that I am learning in my walk with God (hopefully it won't be 3 months between each post this year!). I'm so thankful that God is in control of our lives and already waiting in the future for us.