This past weekend Pastor JD talked a little about miracles. Maybe what I’m about to tell you is one. Maybe it’s God’s super grace flowing from His super loving hand. Regardless, I am wrecked again…beautifully wrecked!
My hope, my wish through all the struggle was 2-fold-
1-Please, God, let me know that baby girl has found a family (privacy regulations made knowing this nearly impossible).
2-Please, God, one day I would love to see her.
A few days ticked by. We kept praying. We kept wondering.
On Saturday I got a call from a friend…”I think I know what family the little girl is going to.”
But it was true. Through a mutual friend I was put into contact with sweet baby’s new adopted Mom. I must have cried for hours!
She was born on Tuesday, September 17. They named her Amelia. Here’s the text pic I received…
Beautiful. “Fearfully and Wonderfully made.” Each time I look at her, my eyes tear up.
Now I cry because I’m rejoicing. We were not Amelia’s family. Nate and Jaime were. And they are an amazing family with God’s hand all over them! God had a plan before the beginning of time.
Yes, I still wonder why we were even a part of this. Was my role to pray for Amelia? Was it a chance to further learn how unshakeable God’s plans are? I’m still fleshing all that out.
But 2 things I’m sure of…
1-This story is all about God. Our adoption is all about God. Did I mistakenly put myself as the main character? This is His story, and I can trust that He is working all things for our good and His glory…even when it shatters me.
2-Nate, Jaime, and their family need your prayers. Baby Amelia needs your prayers. Read Jaime’s blog here. Stay informed. Pray every time it comes to mind. They are counting on it!
In the peace God has given. In the questions that still linger. I’m drawn back to this piece from C.S. Lewis’ The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe…
“Aslan is a lion- the Lion, the great Lion.”
“Ooh” said Susan. “I’d thought he was a man. Is he-quite safe? I shall feel rather nervous about meeting a lion”…
“Safe?” said Mr Beaver …”Who said anything about safe? ‘Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good. He’s the King, I tell you.”
Friends, He is good. He is the King. And He is writing a story in our pain. In Your pain.