There are many times in this life, that we need to be broken, specifically so that God can restore and rebuild us into something so beautiful only His hands can do.
I sit in a very beautiful place right now, thankful and breathing relief that the adoption of our two toddlers is now complete. But getting to this place were many hard, jagged and painful paths that needed to be walked on in order to get to this point.
If there is one thing I know now, it is that getting to a beautiful place of peace has always followed after a broken and stretching season. A season that will strip us of our own self sufficiency and break us in many pieces only to have the precious work of our heavenly Father put each piece back stronger than they were before.
One year ago, our family was living through the upset and grief of being told we will be losing our two toddlers who we had been raising through foster care since birth. We were in the last stretch to adopting them, and one late summer afternoon, a call came in out of the blue with the most devastating news – In a few months’ time, we will lose our babies.
The upset of that news, is like something I cannot describe. The best way to explain it is that I felt like a doctor had just told me that my child had 6 months to live. Breathlessness! The heaviness hit my chest like a truck, and the anxiety ripped through my body. I knew that the path of foster care we chose to walk down was a broken one, but I did not realize how painful it would actually be. Broken. At that moment, I was completely broken. Everything about this scenario was broken.
So is life, right? We are simply just living our lives, trying to do our best, and at some point, brokenness hits us like a ton of bricks.
But this is where the Gospel comes in! The story of Good News
Part of our story is, at the end of that extremely hard season, we were able to fully adopt our two children. The ending to this incredible journey has opened our eyes to the beauty of redemption like we’ve never seen before. Walking through it though, has exposed more brokenness than we wish to have experienced.
The “broken” in adoption, is that it all originated from sin in the first place. The family unit as God created it, was never intended to be broken. It was never meant to be torn apart or hurt. It was never meant to be full of error, confusion and deceit. Sin has had its way, and the attack on family is running rampant.
The “beautiful” in adoption is such a gorgeous picture of how God calls, desires and accepts us in His family. Naturally…. a precious child who is desired and accepted, receives a permanent home and a forever family. A child feels the unconditional and never-ending love from their parents. Just the same as an adoption here on earth, God calls us heavenly with open arms to come to him and permanently be in His family forever!
Isn’t that amazing! Ephesians 1:5 says “He predestined us for adoption as sons through Jesus Christ, according to the purpose of his will”. A child who has walked through foster care or adoption needs that deep love and attachment from a loving family. The need is the same for us … We need that deep love and attachment with our heavenly father! And thankfully, God never fails to deliver.
God always knew. He always knew us, and predestined us for His family. And He knows each and every one of us – His adopted children. He knew that brokenness had to happen in order to bring this beauty. Just as Jesus was broken for us on a cross, God knew it needed to happen so that salvation and redemption could come. I truly believe that the most beautiful things come from the most broken pieces.
Our family has been through multiple paths which lead to brokenness. But, through each path we walked, we allowed God to lead, heal and put the pieces back together. This ultimately led to restoration, redemption and renewal. I am so thrilled that when we are IN Christ, we are NEW creations! The brokenness does not have to stay with us forever – God replaces it with beauty.
To all who mourn in Israel, he will give a crown of beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair. Isaiah 61:3
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