November is National Adoption Awareness Month!
I've been meaning to post for some time about what a blessing adoption has been to us. I had the privilege of sharing our adoption journey with an old friend last week. So many emotions came rushing back....Excitement, doubt, fear, curiosity, but most of all HOPE. If our adoption journey has taught me anything, it was to never lose HOPE. There were days, actually weeks and months, when the longing to be a mom was almost more than my heart could bear...but deep down in my soul, I knew God was holding my hand all along. Little did I know, he already hand picked our sweet little Turner.....just for John & me. Our GOD is so much bigger than we can ever imagine, guess, or request!
I came across this poem the other day and couldn't wait to share it on our blog-
Once there were two women
living worlds apart.
God joined these women together
with a common thread between their hearts.
In one, He created a life,a beautiful baby boy.
In the other, He planted an idea,
weighing it heavily on her soul.
The first, heartbroken, faith strong,
knew the baby wasn't hers to raise.
She watched as the baby was taken,
and knelt down to God in praise.
The second, frightened, faith strong,
asked God to hold her hand
as she traveled toward a dream
to an unfamiliar land.
The baby, he was beautiful,
an angelic brown face.
He stared, wide-eyed and curious,
as into his mother's arms he was placed.
And there were tears full of sadness
as one mother's heart wept.
And there were tears full of gladness
as one mother's heart leaped.
Two very different women
with a common circumstance.
Each asking for God's guidance
instead of leaving life to chance.
Two very different women
who love the same little boy,
praying to God daily
to guide him through this world.
They are forever joined heart to heart
by the same awesome God.
God bless those whose lives have been touched by the gift of adoption
I've been meaning to post for some time about what a blessing adoption has been to us. I had the privilege of sharing our adoption journey with an old friend last week. So many emotions came rushing back....Excitement, doubt, fear, curiosity, but most of all HOPE. If our adoption journey has taught me anything, it was to never lose HOPE. There were days, actually weeks and months, when the longing to be a mom was almost more than my heart could bear...but deep down in my soul, I knew God was holding my hand all along. Little did I know, he already hand picked our sweet little Turner.....just for John & me. Our GOD is so much bigger than we can ever imagine, guess, or request!
I came across this poem the other day and couldn't wait to share it on our blog-
Once there were two women
living worlds apart.
God joined these women together
with a common thread between their hearts.
In one, He created a life,a beautiful baby boy.
In the other, He planted an idea,
weighing it heavily on her soul.
The first, heartbroken, faith strong,
knew the baby wasn't hers to raise.
She watched as the baby was taken,
and knelt down to God in praise.
The second, frightened, faith strong,
asked God to hold her hand
as she traveled toward a dream
to an unfamiliar land.
The baby, he was beautiful,
an angelic brown face.
He stared, wide-eyed and curious,
as into his mother's arms he was placed.
And there were tears full of sadness
as one mother's heart wept.
And there were tears full of gladness
as one mother's heart leaped.
Two very different women
with a common circumstance.
Each asking for God's guidance
instead of leaving life to chance.
Two very different women
who love the same little boy,
praying to God daily
to guide him through this world.
They are forever joined heart to heart
by the same awesome God.
God bless those whose lives have been touched by the gift of adoption
