We’ve been blessed.
Through our two adoption journeys, we’ve been fortunate enough (or oblivious enough) to not have been subjected to many of the odd things that random strangers seem compelled to say.
- Is she yours?
- What happened to her real family?
- Ukraine? Is that in Africa?
Yes, people say things like that. Many of our friends have heard far worse.
People seem to want to focus on the differences. People struggle with things they don’t understand.
We claim to want unity and profess to accept everyone…but only if they are just like us.
People think of family as the people that share your genetics.
Sorry, that’s crap.
Family is not about how or where someone is born. It’s not about differences. It’s not about pointing out things that we disagree with, putting people down, protesting or condemning their choices, ignoring their circumstances. Family is commitment. Family is respect.
Family is about who God puts together to live and love and stick together forever, no matter what happens. He introduces us. He makes us for each other. He didn’t say that only people of a certain color or genetic makeup or who like the same band should be family.
I have step-parents. They are as much my family as my biological parents.
Steps, halfs, inlaws, bio kids, adopted kids. All family.
Every one of us is adopted into God’s family. Chosen.
He is Father that each of us yearns for…a Father to forgive us our mis-steps, to teach us how to make healthier choices, how to get along, how to deal with conflict. How to be good parents. How to help our kids heal.
Being a family is not just a state of being. it’s a verb. it’s a choice.
What is your favorite thing about your family? Leave a comment…