Fatherhood Through New Life
A Note from an Adoptive Dad
“Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.” Ephesians 3:20
After four years of pain and disappointment through our battle with infertility, we were finally broken enough to accept His plan for our lives. Why did we have to watch in agony as friends and family all grew their families on their own timeline? We may never know the full extent to His plan, but we now know that he was leading us down a path of adoption (not once, but three times!), forcing us to trust in Him for His plan which has turned out to be infinitely better than my mind could have imagined. Once we were still enough to listen, he clearly guided us to New Life and years of sorrow were erased as we held our dear baby boy, taking him home on Mother’s Day! With each adoption, God has illustrated His intentionality by giving us clear signs that He has chosen each of our boys specifically for us. “…you have received a spirit of adoption as sons by which we cry out, “Abba! Father!”…we are children of God, and if children, heirs also, heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ…” Romans 8:14-17
It is hard to comprehend the strength the women on staff at New Life Adoptions have – to be able to handle our roller coaster of emotions as adoptive parents while at the same time consoling a heartbroken young woman who has just experienced one of the hardest and most painful events of her life. Observing how they handle the adoption experience is both encouraging as we witness their true Biblical servanthood and humbling as we think about how insignificant most of our daily activities are as compared to the life-changing kingdom work that these women are doing on a daily basis.
As we delight in the joy of our three boys, I often think about how different their life might be as we go through the smallest of daily activities. At meal times I wonder if they would have gone hungry that night. At bath time my thoughts drift to whether or not they would be clean or clothed. As I ponder how drastically different their lives might be, I am reminded of my earthly and eternal blessings through an adoption by my heavenly Father, all which have been given to me by His grace and through no works of my own doing.
When this journey began I never imagined such a diverse family, but I know that God chose each one of our boys for us. It is impossible for anyone not to notice how unique our family is, but it is a blessing to be presented with opportunities to share our story. Onlookers are quick to comment how lucky our boys are to have been adopted into our family, but they’ve got it all wrong – these same people could never imagine how desperate my heart was for Matthew, Luke and David or comprehend how much more of a blessing they are to me than I am to them.