Laura Story “Blessings”: Simple Gift Sunday

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I have to admit that I was rushed getting this post, Laura Story “Blessings” together.  I was even debating not sharing a Simple Gift Sunday post this weekend, but God reminded me of this song and my heart filled with such incredible gratitude.

I found out I’d be filling in for our pastor’s wife (at least part of the time) again this week at our ladies Bible study. Until last night  I hadn’t even done the study yet for Monday. Yikes.

After babysitting my nieces and nephew for several hours yesterday  I spent time catching up on this week’s chapter in Crazy Love by Francis Chan, a chapter all about love (fitting right in with our Valentine’s Day holiday).

This chapter challenges us to think about God’s love, the scope, the magnitude, the unparalleled breadth of it all. Francis Chan says, “This is how God longs for us to respond to His extravagant, unending love: not with a cursory ‘quiet time’ plagued by guilt, but with true love expressed through our lives.” I immediately wrote in the margin, “how?”

How is our love for God expressed through our lives?  I know that one complicated, challenging, life altering decision made in the year 2000 has taught me more about love than I could ever have asked for or imagined. Our adoption of a sibling group of three children radically changed our world and turned it upside down.

It is only with retrrospect and wisdom through experience that I understand a tiny piece of what God’s love is like.

His love knows no bounds. Our love for our adopted children couldn’t break through the chains upon their hearts.

His love never gives up. We have loved until our hearts practically burst with pain and ours eyes could see nothing but fear ahead.

He gave everything He had.  We’ve given our hearts to our children, trusting God’s faithfulness that the seeds we have planted would not return void.

God’s love changes everything.

Our love for our children has changed their lives from a place of brokenness and helplessness to a place of healing and hope and beauty from the ashes.

I weep  because I can not fathom how God could love me in my wretchedness.

I weep for the lives of my children who have been redeemed by the love of God that gives them life.

I am so speechless at who God is and how He loves me.

For our Valentine’s anniversary our 14-year-old adopted daughter wrote us a letter which included this:

“The first thing I want to say is, thank you for adopting me! I don’t know where I’d be without you and I don’t like to think about it, but I know I would be in a bad place. Mom and Dad, you saved my life.”

And I weep with streams of tears running down my face with gratitude pouring forth from my soul. I couldn’t possibly ever express my love for my children any better than through God’s example of the Cross.

“Blessings” by Laura Story

Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops

I don’t understand why the rains had to come, children of my heart if not of my physical body.

What if Your healing comes through tears

We have both shed untold tears from our losses and struggles.

What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near

As your adoptive mama I have spent countless nights unable to release the hurts of the days, the uncertainties of this life, the sheer exhaustion of living.

What if my greatest disappointments,

Yes, my adopted, chosen children, you have had so many disappointments.

Or the aching of this life,

I ached for  you during the years you couldn’t even  touch that wounded heart of yours.

Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy

Oh, sweet children, do not search for things that cannot be found in this empty world.

What if trials of this life

One step forward, two steps back. These are the trials of our lives.

The rain, the storms, the hardest night 

Letting your bio sister go to try and find healing when the rains seemed to never end.

Are your mercies in disguise?

I would not be who I am without the wounds and scars that these last few years have impressed upon my heart.

Yet, I wouldn’t change one moment because it led me to the Cross.

To the one whose nail scarred hands cover mine.

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This is my Sunday gift for you.

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We pray for blessings, we pray for peace

Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
And all the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things

Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise?

We pray for wisdom, Your voice to hear
And we cry in anger when we cannot feel you near
We doubt your goodness, we doubt your love
As if each promise from Your Word is not enough
And all the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we’d have faith to believe

Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise?

When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win, we know
That pain reminds this hearts,
That this is not, this is not our home…..
It’s not our home

Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise?

What if my greatest disappointments,
Or the aching of this life,
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy.
What if trials of this life,
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are your mercies in disguise?

Linking with: The Better Mom, Modest Mom Blog, A Mama’s Story, The Alabaster Jar, Time-Warp Wife, Far Above Rubies

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Comments

  1. I found your blog for the first time todau and eas very blesseed by this post!Have awonderful day!!

  2. I love this post! I also love that you have successfully included your heart and faith in your blog, something I’ve tried to do, as well. (Wasn’t sure it had its place, but I am sure I want it there!) Thank you for sharing and for your faithful encouragement.
    Kim Hood

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