I have a lot to write about the Tapestry conference last Saturday, but to be honest, I am just too tired to process through it all coherently right now.
In the meantime, here is a video of an adoption story in the works. I love so much about this story--the joy of a family together, the powerful articulation of the gospel, the parallels with our own adoption in Christ. But I hate a lot about it too. I hate knowing that this little boy has to live separated from his family for possibly years while the paperwork machine grinds slowly. I hate thinking of the emotional fallout of tri-fold trauma: living in an orphanage, seeing parents once every three months, watching them leave again.
I hate the many obstacles in the world of orphan care that leave children lonely, bruised, wary. I know there are excellent reasons for some of these obstacles, reasons meant to safeguard the children. But I also know there is no way to explain that to a child's heart.
The world is broken. And all those who are trying to fix it are broken.
All we can do is cling to a God who is whole, who is holy, who restores.
Hear the word of the LORD, you nations;
proclaim it in distant coastlands:
‘He who scattered Israel will gather them
and will watch over his flock like a shepherd.’
For the LORD will deliver Jacob
and redeem them from the hand of those stronger than they.
They will come and shout for joy on the heights of Zion;
they will rejoice in the bounty of the LORD—
the grain, the new wine, and the olive oil,
the young of the flocks and herds.
They will be like a well-watered garden,
and they will sorrow no more.
Then young women will dance and be glad,
young men and old as well.
I will turn their mourning into gladness;
I will give them comfort and joy instead of sorrow.
Jeremiah 31:10-13
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