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Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Inclusion


in·clu·sion

noun

  1. 1.
    the action or state of including or of being included within a group or structure.

     I was included this week by a very special woman in a very special way. God truly knows my heart. He really really does. He refreshes a thirsty and tired soul. Jesus truly has a love for His children that is immeasurable. I will leave out this lovelies name as I am sure she would rather see the creator we both so dearly love..praised via this post. I will tell you this, she is wise beyond her years and I'm sure her love for Christ also is a reflection of those who introduced her to Him..her parents. 

       We are adopting again. You probably know that. We are adopting two little ones from China. We consider them twins as they are nearly the same age. Adoptions are different in many wonderful ways. I don't beam with a belly but I am really loosing sleep from parenting,working,homeschooling by day and documents by night. I do carry the whole "belly" of documents as my very dear beloved is still only into English as his second language and cannot do documents or understand the steps as quickly or accurately in English. I am reading, taking classes, gleaning wisdom from parents and folding little clothes as I giggle with delight. I do suffer from occasional mind fog trying to organize a dossier and make appointments with doctors to prepare for every possible need of both kiddos. I do squeeze my sweet son and pray with him about the changes that will take place as our family grows. Its still very different though from a growing belly or biological addition. We have chosen this path by the Grace of God, so any and all children however they come into our family is great!

     So, I honestly never expected such a beautiful INCLUSION! 

    I have an expectant mom to be! We are expectant Mother's together! I just love the way she said it and the Blessing of her Joy..a Joy shared by another expectant Mom in the Lord.

    God is so generous.

    To Him be all the Glory!

    MY CUP OVERFLOWS!

    Psalm 139

    O Lord, you have examined my heart
        and know everything about me.
     You know when I sit down or stand up.
        You know my thoughts even when I’m far away.
     You see me when I travel
        and when I rest at home.
        You know everything I do.
     You know what I am going to say
        even before I say it, Lord.
     You go before me and follow me.
        You place your hand of blessing on my head.
     Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
        too great for me to understand!
     I can never escape from your Spirit!
        I can never get away from your presence!
     If I go up to heaven, you are there;
        if I go down to the grave,[a] you are there.
     If I ride the wings of the morning,
        if I dwell by the farthest oceans,
     even there your hand will guide me,
        and your strength will support me.
     I could ask the darkness to hide me
        and the light around me to become night—
         but even in darkness I cannot hide from you.
    To you the night shines as bright as day.
        Darkness and light are the same to you.
     You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
        and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
     Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
        Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.
     You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
        as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
     You saw me before I was born.
        Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
    Every moment was laid out
        before a single day had passed.
     How precious are your thoughts about me,[b] O God.
        They cannot be numbered!
     I can’t even count them;
        they outnumber the grains of sand!
    And when I wake up,
        you are still with me!
     O God, if only you would destroy the wicked!
        Get out of my life, you murderers!
     They blaspheme you;
        your enemies misuse your name.
     O Lord, shouldn’t I hate those who hate you?
        Shouldn’t I despise those who oppose you?
     Yes, I hate them with total hatred,
        for your enemies are my enemies.
     Search me, O God, and know my heart;
        test me and know my anxious thoughts.
     Point out anything in me that offends you,
        and lead me along the path of everlasting life.
    Footnotes:

    139:8 Hebrew to Sheol.
    139:17 Or How precious to me are your thoughts


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