Tuesday, October 4, 2011

A Different Kind of Prayer

I have been praying a lot when I go to bed. My prayers are not what you might expect from a mother waiting to adopt a child. I do not pray for God to bring our son home quickly and safely. I feel selfish in that prayer and it weighs on me. Instead, I pray that whomever God chooses to bring into our family is safe tonight and happy and healthy.

When we get an email or phone call that a child is available for adoption, it will say one thing first, his family could not care for him. His family has made an excruciating decision and they are in pain for surely, no one leaves a child at an orphanage lightly. This boy will be forever changed by this event. It will follow him and change the trajectory of his life. He will wear this new identity forever and it will be our jobs as his new parents to make him whole again by providing a loving home where he can heal and grow and thrive. This is the job that our whole family will embark on, the kids included.

So tonight my prayer is this,

"Dear Lord, please watch over him and keep him safe.. whoever he is and wherever he is. Help me to remember that joy for us in expanding our family will mean heartache and uncertainty for our new son and his family. If there is a way for this child to remain with his mother, please Lord, help them find a way. If he must leave his birth family, help us to bring him home quickly so that he may begin to heal from his loss and grow into the man you intend for him to be.
In your loving name, I pray.
Amen"

I fret over praying just the right prayer. I know the Lord knows my intentions but I work on that prayer every night as I doze off to sleep. I want so badly to get the prayer correct. To put this boy's needs above mine, to put God's will above all and to be humble in my desires.