13 December 2012

No Less...

The thoughts, emotions, and many of the words of this post are not something that I have not shared before... yet, once again the subject weighs heavy on my heart... so here I am... hoping that somehow my words might help someone truly understand...

The comments often come from well meaning hearts.  They believe their words to be a compliment, not realizing the wounds they leave behind...  I can take the pain, I don't want to, but I can... it is my children that I am most concerned with.  Many times the comments are spoken to me in front of them, as if they do not see them standing there at all...  I will confess, this mother's heart yearns to shelter my children from hurt... I would if I could... but often times I am unable to do so and must give these things over to God, trusting that ultimately He will guard their little hearts, minds, bodies and souls.

Many of you and your children have experienced first hand what I am speaking of...

Since I was a little girl my heart's desire was to grow up and have children.  I have prayed for my children since I was very young.  God answered my prayers....
I cannot honestly explain to you the pain, anguish and heartache that I endured waiting to hold my children in my arms, and that is ok.... that is not what I would like people to understand...
What I hope to help someone understand is that  although God choose  for my children to be born from different birth families instead of from my womb, they are MY children.  It is not an amazing thing to see that I love them, or that I treat them "as if they are my own children"... They truly are my own children.   Before God spoke the world into existence,  He had a plan... He had a plan for my husband, for myself, and for our children.  Before He created any of us, He choose them to be ours, and for us to be their Mommy and Daddy.  The fact that God brought them home to us through the beautiful gift of adoption, instead of me giving birth to them, does not in any way make them less than a child that is born to a family biologically.  Yet, words are spoken from those that do not understand, that implies that somehow my children are, "less than" someone elses because I did not give birth to them. 

How can I help those who feel this way, to understand...
My children are no less...
they are no less loved...
they are no less cherished...
they are no less a miracle...
they are no less precious...
they are no less amazing...
they are no less wanted...
they are no less mine... than anyone else's children who might have been born to them.

If you know Jesus... then you can see the ultimate example of what I am speaking of...

 For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, these are sons of God.  For you did not receive the spirit of bondage again to fear, but you received the Spirit of adoption by whom we cry out, “Abba, Father.”  The Spirit Himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God,
Romans 8:14-16

But when the fullness of the time had come, God sent forth His Son, born of a woman, born under the law,  to redeem those who were under the law, that we might receive the adoption as sons.
 And because you are sons, God has sent forth the Spirit of His Son into your hearts, crying out, “Abba, Father!”
Galatians 4:4-6

God loves me... I am His, no less...
I love my children... they are mine, no less...






8 comments:

lizzielou said...

Amen sister. Love you Daleea, you and your beautiful babies xoxooxox

Paige said...

well said my friend!!!!!

Stori said...

Beautifully spoken :). I am so sorry at the hurtful things people say... I hope I never wound an adopting family that way without meaning to.

Your new mission field looks gorgeous, I pray that God blesses your ministry and that His Glory shines through you!

dawn said...

When you work out how to make people understand please let me know for I would like to share the information too.

hugs to your mama heart. We know the truth, we are the fortunate ones and our children know.

Anonymous said...

Very well spoken and shared, Daleea!

These Treasures, our beautiful gifts from the hand of God, are born from our hearts and no less our children.

God Bless your family and have a wonderful Christmas together:)

Love from,
hollym.:)

Alyson and Ford said...

I think we have all heard the same comments, it is hurtful. How can we possibly tell and show how much the child is ours forever if they have not been through that same pain and love. And we have he issue of the child herself that is trying to understand where her birth parents are. All sad; so our love, security, comfort and freedom we bring to each child will be the best we can do. Thank you for your post!

Alyzabeth's Mommy

Debra said...

Amen, amen! Thank you for saying this so beautifully. I feel the same way about my girls.

TanyaLea said...

Oh Daleea ~ this post brought tears to my eyes. I could not have written that better myself. I know 'exactly' that which you spoke of here, and my heart merges with the pain of your own in understanding and circumstance. They are our own in every sense of the word... if only they could understand the very depths of our hearts.

Love you my friend. I've missed reading your blog and not sure what brought me by tonight, but I had to stop in for a visit. I'm sure it was a God-thing, because your words always minister to my heart!

Got your newsletter in my email today, and keeping you close in thoughts and prayer!

Blessings & Hugs,
~Tanya

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