Friday, August 26, 2011
Reflections of An Adoptive Father
Hurray! Our sweetie is home.
What a journey this past MONTH has been. Hailee's fevers started three weeks ago. Last week, as you know, we took her to ER and they admitted her, running tons of blood tests.
A couple of days ago, the earthquake happened (while Hailee was in the hospital). Now, Hailee's home but still fighting fevers. Thankfully, they're not as severe as they were. But they're still there, nevertheless. After taking her back to the hospital to read her TB test, the doctor said she's most probably fighting "some sort of virus." But do they really know?
Now we're preparing for a hurricane.
And I heard next week we can expect a plague of frogs and locust infestation.
OK, everyone laugh with me. Go ahead. Let me hear you.
What? You don't think it's a laughing matter? Of course, it is. Doesn't the Word of God say:
"Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, when you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance." ~ James 1:2
Shakespeare called it a "comedy of errors." Circumstances are so bad that you just have to laugh. I don't know if Shakespeare knew the Lord, but he was onto something. The difference, though, between Billy and us Christians (maybe he was a believer, I don't know) is that our laughter comes from a deep-rooted joy that can only come from God in the midst of horrible circumstances.
And I know that you know what I'm talking about. Many of you reading this blog can write a saga or two that puts our little short story to shame. Many of you are dealing with circumstances that just won't go away. Maybe your child has a life-long condition in which God can call them home at any time. Or maybe you've already lost a child. Or two. Or three.
And what can compare to what the early apostles endured? When Paul and company talk about "suffering" and "trials," they were getting sawn in two and crucified.
So were they laughing? I don't have a clue. But if they weren't, there was still that profound, in-your-gut joy that rose up in them, that sense that ALL IS WELL WITH MY SOUL!!
And so I can hold Hailee like I did in this photo, look at all the things stuck on her and stuck in her, look at her weary eyes and say to her, "It's all alright, sweetheart, all is well with our souls. Jesus is the healer and He is in control."
And then we prayed for you--the "you's" out there enduring more than we are. And after Hailee and I prayed, we knew that the Lord was sending joy your way.