In my last post I shared about my new perspective on suffering. God gave me a new view into the world of suffering and disappointment. Today there has been another shift in my thinking/perspective I wanted to share.
There was more to our recently failed adoption that just the birth mom changing her mind. Sadly we were lied to and taken advantage of and a few hotel rooms were trashed. And without oversharing too much personal information I wanted to share honestly some of the thoughts and feelings I had the days and weeks following our sad news.
Here are some of the thoughts that went through my head
- I want to call her and give her a piece of my mind: A gentle, calm voice reminded me that I am a follower of Christ and to remember that she knows that and she is going to remember the way we treated her. Regardless of what she did or didn’t do. It doesn’t change the call on my life to love her. Yes I was upset but “in your anger do not sin”. I was sad, disappointed and hurt but what would telling her off accomplish? I loved her and thought we shared something incredibly special. I sound like a creepy ex there haha but I think you get what I am saying.
- She should be ashamed of herself: Anyone heard or said that a time of two? I am guilty of saying it and thinking it also. Then as quickly as that thought/accusation came to me so did this question. Do I really want anyone to feel shame? No way!! I know what it’s like to feel shame and I wouldn’t wish that for anyone.
- Why us? Why do we have to go through this?: If not us then who? Who should go through this? This one is tough but for now I am trusting God with all my “Why’s”. Now I’m sounding a lot like Lily 🙂 The “Why” stage has begun with her and everything is why right now. I wonder if God gets annoyed at me asking why all the time.
- We have to spend so much money and go through so much just to have a baby!! Now this one I rolled around in for a while. Had a pity party and cried, honestly I will probably always wonder and question this. The new perspective didn’t come to me very quickly but when it did oh boy. All that changed in that statement was one word. Simply change “have” to “get”. We get to fight for a baby, we got to fight for this little boy, fight for his mom, fight for a family. Now we have a new little person to pray for. He may not be ours but he is still God’s.
Never in my life have I been given such valuable gifts. I can’t see them and it’s hard to explain them but they are there. They are in my soul and my mind. For me infertility and adoption have stretched my heart and mind into places of faith and trust that I didn’t know existed. For an emotional and anxious girl like me let me tell you it is a BIG DEAL.
This whole experience has been painful, hard, upsetting, confusing and the list goes on. But there is something else that means more than anything. It is what I am clinging to and finding hope in every single day. It was the fact that this was no surprise to God. He knew what was going to happen and he watched over us and protected us every step of the way.
Thank you to everyone who has walked this journey with us. You might have found yourself saying and thinking some of the things I did. Thank you for the protection you have over our family. You supported, prayed, encouraged and suffered right along side of us during this process. We felt your love and are better for it!