If you haven't heard the song So Far to Find You by Casting Crowns, click right there below on that play button. Seriously. Go ahead. It's worth it. Promise.
The song tells a beautiful story of adoption. If you know me at all, you know that I am strongly and passionately {for} adoption, and I think that it is one of the most beautiful things in life. To see a child find a forever family who will love and cherish that child as their own. Adoption {especially international adoption} can be one of the longest, hardest, and most difficult processes there is. It actually baffles me how difficult the process is. After seeing the {many, many} faces of the precious children in orphanages in both China and Ukraine, my heart melted into a puddle of heartbreak and sadness. Some of these children {in both the U.S. and countries all around the world} never find a forever family on earth, because all any one sees are the obstacles. the money. the time. the documents. No excuse is good enough though.
Because when you really think about it, our obligation privilege to adopt should be only magnified by the adoption into the body of Christ that we have all experienced. Scripture tells us that we have been adopted into the family of God as co-heirs with Jesus Christ. brothers and sisters in Christ.
Here in your eyes I see
Reflections of myself
How I'm the child that's really running
But I can hear a voice that's whispering my name
Saying come to me, don't run from me
I'm all you need and I am calling
Will you let me hold you in my arms tonight
I have come so far to find you
So far to find you
Will you take my love and give up the fight
I have come so far to find you
So far to find you
When I look into the eyes of these precious children {who might I add are just as loved by God as the ones who are born into their forever families}, how can I not see a reflection of myself?
In my heart, I'm thinking these words: How often do I feel like that lonely child who keeps running form the arms that are welcoming me with love? How often am I the child who struggles against my {Father's} call? How often am I the child who refuses His love and all that He has for me? How often am I the child who won't give up the fight?
Learning to be the Light,
Jenna
When I look into the eyes of these precious children {who might I add are just as loved by God as the ones who are born into their forever families}, how can I not see a reflection of myself?
In my heart, I'm thinking these words: How often do I feel like that lonely child who keeps running form the arms that are welcoming me with love? How often am I the child who struggles against my {Father's} call? How often am I the child who refuses His love and all that He has for me? How often am I the child who won't give up the fight?
Learning to be the Light,
Jenna