(Yes, we've been MIA for 4 months and then show up with this random post - forgive? There's actually been quite a bit of action that we will share soon but I need to get to bed early as I attempt to exile a long-lasting cold)
As you know (or last heard) we've been fundraising for about 9 months now. Inevitably in our discussions with people a question arises "why does such a good thing cost so much?". Its a hard one to answer. Of course there's bureaucracy and unfortunately we are human so there is bound to be some corruption. And then there is the fact that nobody does anything for free so everybody that touches that mound of paperwork wants a dime. Those are all logical answers for an inquiring number cruncher. But adoption is not really about that kind of thing. Its about impossibilities and miracles. And I've known that. I've seen and experienced the financial aspect being about His fulfillment in our deficiency.
However, tonight He spoke directly to the core of the matter. I was stitching the last bracelet of the evening listening to the Matt Redman album we recently purchased. I hadn't really listened to it all the way through yet so "Endless Hallelujah" was not familiar. Here's where it hit me:
I will see You as You are
Love You with unsinning heart
And see how much You paid to bring me home
Not till then, Lord, shall I know
Not till then, how much I owe
Everything I am before Your throne
We'll see how much He paid to bring us home. That's it. The cost of adoption is a gift from God. A gift which mirrors - so cloudily - the price He paid to bring us home. Being in the middle of this thing - that number with the zeros staring us down- that revelation is like honey. I am honored to walk out this price-paying, for in it I see more of Jesus. And now I have an answer for all who ask me. The Gospel. Sweet Jesus Gospel.
Thanks for listening.
