Adoption. The acceptance of responsibility to love, care for, and provide for someone who is of the age to be considered a child but who is not your own biological offspring. (definition my own)
When I think of adoption I think of it as a natural occurrence and one as old as the history of mankind. We’ve certainly managed to “fine tune” the process through the years as laws came into the process. Which, by the way, isn’t a bad thing.
Adoptions occur every day in courtrooms and law offices all over the world. It also occurs when one family or person takes in another and that is that, a new family member is added or a new family is made. God adopts us as His children, so our adopting His children as our own makes for a wonderful follow through on the example of His love for us and our love for Him.
It always saddens me to learn of an adoption where the child or children are unloved, where their basics needs are unmet, where they are abused and even worse, when the child dies at the hand of an adoptive parent. Laws exist to prevent this type of unsuccessful adoption.
Sadly, they don’t always work. Whenever you mix imperfect humans in anything there are going to be mistakes, deceptions, inabilities, good intentions with bad results and sometimes, plain ole’ evil to contend with.
November is National Adoption Month in the United States. An entire month set aside to bring the subject of adoption to the forefront of people’s minds. I’d like to help with doing that so I’ll be posting about adoption throughout this month.
Adoption is personal in our home. My husband and I adopted our daughter, who is a biological relative, and so the courts made legal what our hearts had discovered long before. All three of us are also God’s adopted children. Our forever family has eternal roots.
Sharing adoption stories are important. Besides sharing ours, I’d love to share your stories as well. Please leave me a message/comment and we can work from there.
Meanwhile, adoption, it is a forever good thing!