A small flame

A small flame

Oooh Boy! I'm Adopted!

A few years ago, Dr Moore and his wife adopted two sons. The story of how they came to be family is so sweet. {Be sure to bring your tissues when you read this book!} I was struck by the similarities between the Moore boys' experience with settling into a new family and parts of my own transition from being an orphan to being a daughter of God.

"When Maria and I at long last received the call that the legal process was over, and we returned to Russia to pick up our new sons, we found that their transition from orphanage to family was more difficult than we had supposed. We dressed the boys in outfits our parents had bought for them. We nodded our thanks to the orphanage personnel and walked out into the sunlight, to the terror of the two boys.

They'd never seen the sun, and they'd never felt the wind. They had never heard the sound of a car door slamming or felt like they were being carried along a road at 100 miles an hour. I noticed that they were shaking and reaching back to the orphanage in the distance....

I whispered to Sergei, now Timothy, “That place is a pit! If only you knew what's waiting for you – a home with a mommy and a daddy who loves you, grandparents and great-grandparents and cousins and playmates and McDonald's Happy Meals!”

But all they knew was the orphanage. It was squalid, but they had no other reference point. It was home. . .

The trauma of leaving the orphanage was unexpected to me because I knew how much better these boys' life would soon be. I thought they knew too. But they had no idea. They couldn't conceive of anything other than the status quo. My whisperings to my boys, “You won't miss that orphanage” is only a shadow of something I should have known already.
Our Father tells us that we too are unable to grasp what's waiting for us – and how glorious it really is. It's hard for us to long for an inheritance to come, a harmonious Christ-ruled universe, when we've never seen anything like it.

We just can't imagine “the glory that is to be revealed to us” (Romans 8:18). That's why it's so important to have “the eyes of your hearts enlightened, that you may know what is the hope to which he has called you, what are the riches of his glorious inheritance in the saints” (Eph. 1:18). . .

We must learn to be children, not orphans. When my sons arrived in the family, their legal status was not ambiguous at all. They were our kids. But their wants and affections were still atrophied by a year in the orphanage. They didn't know that flies on their faces were bad. They didn't know that a strange man feeding them their first scary gulps of solid food wasn't a torturer. Life in the cribs alone must have seemed to them like freedom. That's what I was missing about the biblical doctrine of adoption. Sure it's glorious in the long run. But it sure seems like hell in the short run. . . .

Our adoption, remember, conforms us to Christ's image. So we'll walk this path to maturity too, the path Jesus walked before us. “For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear,” Paul tells the church at Rome, “but you have received the spirit of adoption as sons” (Rom 8:15). That has to be said. It's not obvious. It's hard to believe there's a kingdom waiting for us.

We don't fully believe that our new father will feed us, so we hang onto our scraps and long for the regimented schedules of the orphanages from which we've come. And when our father pushes us along to new tastes, we pout that he's not good to us. But he's readying us for glory, preparing us to take our place on thrones as heirs. "
- Adopted for Life Pp 43; 46-50


Donette said...

Wow. This does sound like a powerful book. I might have to pick this one up! Unfortunately, I don't have a seminary library from which to borrow, so I'll have to add it to my Amazon wish list!

Rachel said...

LOL! The seminary library wants their copy back, so I guess I'll buy the book too.