This is My Story, This is My Song

A few weeks ago, my husband took me to the movies. We went to see “The Blind Side.” If you haven’t seen it yet, it stars Sandra Bullock who brings a homeless teen into her home, makes him a part of her family and helps him become a NFL football star.

“The Blind Side” has become the first film in history driven solely by a female star to top the $200 million domestic box office mark. Pretty impressive. My husband and I loved the movie. We laughed and cried (really…I just love it when we cry in the same places).

But it is amazing that this film made box office history. It’s fairly clean. It’s rather wholesome. It’s got secrets of God’s kingdom written on it. And the world loved it.

The Story of Adoption

Why? Because it’s a story of adoption. This well-to-do family takes in someone from the other side of the tracks. They have little in common. Yet one mama opens her heart and lets her convictions drive her to generously give from what she had been given. “Freely you’ve received so freely give.” (Matthew 10:8) She had so much. Not only materially but she was blessed with a loving marriage and family. True riches.

My husband and I discussed this phenomenon and we believe the movie did so well because the world is HUNGRY to experience this kind of adoption. So many of us have been “orphaned” as children. Maybe not in the true definition of the word. But one or both of our parents were absent. Maybe they left. Maybe they checked out emotionally. Whatever the reason, when they did, they left a hole. The desperate ache to belong to someone. To be truly loved.

I believe this is what God wants to do in the Spirit. He is inviting us to be adopted. We are no longer children and yet our hearts can still ache like children if we haven’t met our true Father and Mother in Papa God.

“God created man in His own image, in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them.” (Genesis 1:27)  He is the perfect Father and the perfect Mother. We can call on Him to pour Himself into all the holes that were left from the past.

The Everlasting Father

It hit me the other day that He truly is the “Everlasting Father.” Not a part-time Dad. Not a Dad of convenience. But everlasting. On the job 24/7. I am blown away by His all-sufficiency and how He wants to penetrate my lack.

I want this to be increasingly my story and my song. Emmanuel, God with me, calling me His own, calling me His daughter. It’s kind of funny learning to be a daughter at 34 years of age because I didn’t have a lot of practice at it as a little girl.

But I am looking forward to the journey with Papa God…because He’s safe, because He’s Love, because He’s faithful and true and because He’s leading. He knows what family is supposed to look like and He is constantly teaching me. It is never too late.

I believe learning to rest in my position as a daughter will make me a better mother. First, you must be able to truly receive love in order to really give it. A daughter is truly and securely loved because she is…not because she does. I don’t understand all this yet. I just know that He ordered it that way.

But if you’ve missed a step, never fear. God, who transcends time, can reach back into the past and redeem it!!!! He gives us so many reasons to hope.

The Glorious Exchange

“It will no longer be said of you, ‘Forsaken,’ Nor to your land will it any longer be said, ‘Desolate;’ But you will be called, ‘My delight is in her,’ and your land, “Married”; For the Lord delights in you, and to Him your land will be married.” (Isaiah 62:4)

He really is this good. We can lay down at the cross the feelings of being forsaken. We can lay down at the cross the barrenness this produced in our lives. We can receive and live out being delighted in and being chosen.

Thank you Jesus! Thank you for the cross!

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