The faith of a child

I’ve always heard that children are the best teachers- especially when it comes to God and faith. I’m learning this more and more lately. My little guy is almost five and he never ceases to amaze me with his curiosity and questions.

Our family is in the adoption process and we pray often for God to bring “baby sister” home and we even pray for her by name. M has been talking about baby sister a lot lately and about all the things he’s going to do with her and keep her safe from (“baby sister may choke on my toys.” I need to keep baby sister from this..” The other day in the car, he said “God is going to bring baby sister home.” For just a moment, I had a crisis of belief and I thought in my head, “Well maybe. We hope so.” Then I realized later that was simply a lie from the enemy. God is faithful, He does keep His promises and He hears us.

Lately, I’ve been reminded of Abraham and his faith. God had told him to sacrifice his son Isaac on the mountain. “ Early the next morning Abraham got up and loaded his donkey. He took with him two of his servants and his son Isaac. When he had cut enough wood for the burnt offering, he set out for the place God had told him about. On the third day Abraham looked up and saw the place in the distance.  He said to his servants, “Stay here with the donkey while I and the boy go over there. We will worship and then we will come back to you.” Genesis 22:3-5 NIV (emphasis mine). Abraham may not have understood how it would all unfold but he knew that God would provide and keep His promises.

That reminder of God’s faithfulness from my little boy could not have come at a better time. It had been a rough week- my FB had been filled with posts about National Infertility Awareness week (I get the point of the week, but part of me was like “I don’t need to be aware of this- I’m aware every day.” ), it seemed like everywhere I turned, I was hearing pregnancy announcements, ( I’m happy for them but it still stings at times) and I was just having a really hard time with the waiting of adoption.

Every adoption process is different and this one is certainly different from our first adoption. Paperwork delays, a crazy adoption fraud scam (it could have been a Lifetime movie), a potential situation that the door quickly closed on, being a waiting family with attorneys and no movement. Our first adoption moved rather quickly- about six months from announcing our adoption to a phone call that made us parents in about 12 hours. We announced our adoption plans to our family and friends about this time last year. I honestly thought we’d be a little further along on the journey than where we are right now. At times, I feel like it’s never going to happen but then God gives me reminders that He is faithful.

So wherever you are in the waiting (because let’s be honest, we’re all waiting for something!) trust that God is faithful.