Lessons from Lovey

My breath grew shallow as I gazed at the five pound, dark skinned, curly haired baby girl sleeping in my daughter's arms. "Do you want to hold your grand daughter?" My firstborn asked. This precious life is entering our family through the fost to adopt branch in our county.

I wasn't sure. I was scared to touch her. I knew enfolding her in my arms meant allowing her into my heart. Deeply. Permanently. Forever. No matter what lay ahead, she would become part of my fabric. Such risk.

Taking her in my arms, mesmerized by her tiny face and delicate hands, my heart was gripped. The worship song, "You've stolen my heart, yes you have" immediately began pouring through my mind and hasn't stopped. Laying in bed that night, I pleaded with Abba to let her be in our family. I was advocating for her. Thinking about what could become of this innocent little girl left to 'the system'
causes me to shudder. Dreaming of what might be in her new home, brings me great hope. Either way, loving her today, is the right thing to do. And, she is delightful.

For the last few years my Shepherd has been drawing my attention toward His lavish love and it has transformed so much in me. I'm experiencing His love in ways that truly transform the way I see life and the way I live life. Transformed in how I think, what I do and how I make decisions. All because of His great love for me. His pursuit.  When I think about Lovey, I think of how much her life will be transformed by our love for her. She has no idea how many are advocating for her before the throne of grace; she has no idea how much we would do to secure her position in our family.

Thank you, Jesus, for being my advocate. For loving Your creation more than I can possibly imagine. I praise You that Your unfailing love endures forever. I am a risk, You took me in, and You've stolen my heart.