Tuesday, August 14, 2012

The Love-Hate, Hate-Love Thing

To some it sounds strange when those in the adoption community herald how important it is to God that orphans find their forever homes.

“Why would God care so much?”

“Aren’t orphans better off where they are?  At least they’re given the essentials of life.”

“Isn’t God more concerned with ‘lost’ people?”

Or even something as heartless as this…

“If orphans die where they are, they’re going straight to heaven anyway, right?”

These questions often come up.  And if they’re not spoken or written, they’re in thoughts.

The simple answer to why orphans matter so much to God is this…Are you ready for it?...Here it comes…da-da-da-DA!...


I told you it was the simple answer.  But shouldn’t that be all that matters to us—that it matters to God?  I mean, why else are we here as Christians?  To do what matters to US and to let God take care of what matters to HIM? 

I recently spoke with a woman who’s dying.  She’s very lucid and conversant.  She also feels extraordinarily uncomfortable with the outpouring of love—cards, letters, phone calls, visits—from close friends and from those whom she hardly knows. 

So I asked her, “How does God show His love for us?”  She couldn’t answer.  He does it in many ways, I told her, but one very common way is that He uses people as His vessels.  That’s why we get checks in the mail with extra money that we prayed so desperately for.  That’s why when we feel down, we get that timely phone call from a close sister.  That’s why when circumstances are not in our favor, God spoils us by mobilizing people to help us, even though we never spoke to anyone about our plight.

God uses my hand to touch another.  He uses my arms to hug someone He wants to hug.  He uses my tongue to speak the things that build up another who needs to hear it.

So I ask you, How does God care for the widow?  How does God meet the needs of the poor?  How does God visit the prisoner?  The sick?  The orphan?

It’s me.  It’s you.  It’s our neighbor.

So if things like this are critically important to the Creator, then how do you think the devil reacts to it? 

It all comes down to this simple principle:

If God loves something, satan hates it.  And if satan loves something, God hates it.

It’s not rocket science.  It’s biblical logic.

Of course satan does not want orphans rescued from where they are, regardless of how long their lifespan will be—BECAUSE GOD WANTS THEM CARED FOR!

And that’s good enough for me, and it should be good enough for any Christian who lives to please his or her Savior.  This is what drives a couple to fly thousands of miles to a country so different from their own, not knowing what they’ll find in a dilapidated orphanage, not knowing if that tiny heartbeat encased in rice paper-thin skin will endure the plane trip back home, much less another day once they are home.

This is the stuff that only Christians have whose souls long for God “as the deer panteth for the water.”

Christians who love what God loves and hate what God hates…at any cost to ourselves.


  1. You and your wife are amazing. And I already know you won't take credit for any of your "amazingness", because y'all are just so gracious like that...and always point any of your goodness towards our Savior (rightfully so). But, here's the thing...you don't have to say "Yes, Lord". You don't have to...you just don't. But, you and your wife and children do say YES! And it is ispiring to me. Thank you for obeying God at any cost...regular ol' people just willing to say yes. Everyday, I hope to always be willing to say yes to God...with anything. Some days I am all in...others I know I fail miserably. So, I just wanted to say...thanks for being an inspiration to a family way out in the middle of the country...:) I am praying for your wife as she is visiting your newest blessings and I will be praying for God's continued blessing on your family.

  2. Thank you, Anonymous. Your words are very gracious. But if only you knew how ordinary we are. MANY days I fail miserably. MANY days I'm not "all in" by any means. In fact, I'm all out! But then we pick ourselves up by our bootstraps (since you're in the middle of the country, you'll understand that expression), slap ourselves in the face with a couple of handfuls of cold water, repent, and move on to the next thing.

    Still, if our humanness in the midst of our journey inspires your family to be all in, then wow, God's grace is at work. Praise Him!

  3. HA! Yes, I do understand picking oneself up by their bootstraps...:) I have a lot of practice in doing just that. :) Thanks for your response. Almost everyday I feel as if I haven't quite made the cut. You know... I lost my temper with the kiddos, I forgot a birthday, I haven't called a friend when I should have, I didn't get my "quiet" time in...if you can even call it that with 4 littles running around the house. You know...failure after failure after failure. It's exhausting and disappointing. When my heart just wants to please my Heavenly Father...and then I end up failing miserably...well, it's just heavy to carry that somedays. So, I guess I am saying...thanks for sharing your humaneness...it's encouraging to hear that y'all keep chuggin along even when you fail.


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