I remember the day I first saw her face. The big brown eyes, the curly black ringlets of hair around her head, and the smile sprawling across her tiny face. Something about her spoke straight to my heart.
In that moment I knew she was ours. The Holy Spirit moved as I’d never before experienced. This was the child God had hand-picked for us halfway around the world.
You see, long ago, God had created a special place in my heart that laid empty. As I looked at the little girl in that picture, that empty place was empty no more.
It was a beautiful conviction. One for which I will forever be thankful because along the difficult journey ahead of us, I would find myself holding onto that moment again and again. I believe God made my conviction that strong so that over the next several years, I would never doubt whether this child was meant to be ours. I would never doubt His hand in our lives.
Our journey was marked by the customary massive amounts of adoption paperwork and red tape, however, paperwork and red tape were only the beginning. Although our wait had already been one year, we fought another 15 months to bring our daughter home.
Courts, files, and clearances were mysteriously either lost or unapproved. Judges, social workers, caregivers, and agencies seemed to have lost sight of the fact that a precious life was in their hands.
Not a number on a paper, but a precious life. One suffering neglect and abuse as she awaited rescuing.
It was a brutal time in our lives as it is for most who choose adoption. But the brutal isn’t more than God can handle. As a matter of fact, it’s a brutal God profoundly redeems.
For me, a piece of that redemption was what He taught me about fighting fiercely. Fighting fiercely for the things that break His heart.Adoption taught me much about fighting fiercely. #fiercelyHis #hope #adoption #amamasheart… Click To Tweet
If you are an adoptive Mama, you recognize my story. You’ve lived a version of it. But even if you are not, I know you have a story that holds the brutal, too. A story that hurt. That was hard. But that taught you to fight fiercely.
My 5 things I learned about fighting fiercely through adoption will help the adopting Mama for sure, but I think these 5 things are ones that can help us be stronger in any of our stories.
You are going to love Shannon. She is a fierce lady! One with spunk and joy and hope. She hosted a series called #FiercelyHis. The series resonated in the hearts of women so she decided to create a place to share more fierce stories. She calls it #FierceFriday! Today, my story is there.
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