the gift of adoption

Monday, November 7, 2011

Today, I’m ever grateful for my adoption into God’s family. My transracial, cross-cultural, plan A adoption as an heir of Christ. I get to share in His glory. I get to share in His sufferings. But even in those sufferings, He doesn’t leave me. He’s my Father. I’m His child. It’s forever.

“For all who are led by the Spirit of God are children of God. So you have not received a spirit that makes you fearful slaves. Instead, you received God’s Spirit when he adopted you as his own children. Now we call him, “Abba, Father.” For his Spirit joins with our spirit to affirm that we are God’s children. And since we are his children, we are his heirs. In fact, together with Christ we are heirs of God’s glory. But if we are to share his glory, we must also share his suffering.”
Romans 8:14-17


471. folded and put away laundry
472. drawers of matched socks
472. preparing dinner without fear of total house destruction
473. afternoon relaxation with an interesting book
474. fall sunshine, crisp air
475. bouncing, joyful children
476. birthday dinners
477. exhausted children
478. excruciatingly painful grocery trips with the entire family
479. my adoption into God's family
480. Sunday afternoon football

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