Man, do I love this little guy! There is just something about him, he has such a charming, loving, engaging personality. He is just fun. He laughs, makes silly faces, makes up games. One of his newest games is he’ll have something in his hand and then pull his hand into his sleeve. Then he asks, “Where?” with his other hand up, out with palm up for added effect 😉 I am just flat out crazy for him. Whupped. Wrapped.
All of our adoption experiences have been so different. In fact, our experiences with all of our children has been completely different. With some, love has come so easily, naturally. With others it has needed more time to bloom. It’s crept up, slowly and often caught me by surprise. And with others, the love has come quickly, effortlessly, but other things, personality conflicts, bad behaviors, have made things more difficult. There is no doubt in my mind, that regardless of how I “feel” about each child or each relationship at a given moment, that God has a plan. Each child was meant to not only fill my life with joy and blessings (chaos and occasional sorrow also ;)) but to teach me things, mold me, change me more and more into a person that God can use for His purposes. While sometimes I don’t allow myself to be molded easily, and often I make my own life more difficult by trying to do things my way, I can see how God is constantly changing me, slowly, purposefully. I fail many times, but God patiently waits for me to get up, dust myself off, ready to have another go at it. This time, His way.