When a child is adopted and told they are loved, it should be unconditional and forever.
They are chosen. They are special. They now belong.
In this sin-filled, broken world, promises uttered with good intentions are sometimes voided.
Today I sat helplessly by and watched it happen.
Disillusioned. Dissolved. Disrupted.
It is worse than death.
Dreams of belonging are murdered.
Trust is killed.
Hearts calloused and shattered.
It is worse than divorce.
Blame placed to ease the conscience of the offended party.
It is much like abortion.
Affecting many beyond what can be counseled or consoled all in the name of what looks best at the time.
Lesser of the evils determined.
You promised to love me...
What is wrong with me?
What do I need to change?
I can do better…
Please give me another chance to be loved.
Heart now shattered into pieces so minute and so badly damaged
…quickly scattered in the torrential winds of this raging storm.
No one can put this vital organ back together again.
No person has the words to heal.
There are no words.
No person has the power to fill the heart's gaping hole.
It is too deep.
No person has the ability to provide what is needed unconditionally.
Conditions always apply.
He needs no words to heal the broken heart.
Just a touch.
Jesus takes us as we are
...where we are.
He is patient in love.
He understands because he was rejected, beaten, bruised…
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly trust in Jesus' Name.
When darkness seems to hide His face,
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.
His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my Hope and Stay.
When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.
On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
He is hope.
He is healing.
He is the only guarantee that we will survive through the worst…
My prayer is that God will use our family to show that His adoption of us through salvation is very different than the experience described above…to the shattered heart I brought home today.
Ephesians 4:2 - Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love.