I am not.
I came across this post awhile ago and it so spoke to me
cuz it's exactly how I feel.
We do get a lot of questions
we do get a lot of second glances
we do get into a lot of conversations
It doesn't bother me.
this could be because we've only been home about 5 months
it could be because I love that our family might just have small itsy bitsy teeny weeny part in planting some adoption seeds in other families
it could be because I live with a bunch of boys who aren't really chatty thus when given the opportunity to chit chat about darn near anything with darn near anyone I will.
it could be that Joey and Jacob's English skills aren't yet at the point that they understand the conversation that is taking place in front of them.
It could be a lot of things.
But for now, and hopefully forever,
what it isn't
I did want to share that I received my very first "interesting question" this morning.
I was talking to a lady who works at the hotel.
She is sweet.
She fusses over the boys
She brings Jacob extra eggs every meal and cherry tomatoes
cuz she picked up on how much he loves them.
But then she said
Her: "How many kids do you have?"
Me: "We have 6 boys and will soon head back to China to adopt our 7th son."
Her: "Do you have any of your own children?"
Did you catch that?
Do I have any of my own children?
They are all my children.
And I know what she meant.
And I know she didn't mean what I could have chosen to read into her comment at that moment.
Use it as an adoption education moment?
So I very nicely said that well, they were all my children and that we did have four biological sons before we were blessed by adoption blah-bibity-blah-blah.
Or I said something like that anyway.
In truth I was at the coffee station while this conversation was taking place.
It was early.
My hair nor teeth had seen nary a brush.
And my veins were screaming for their daily infusion of caffeine.
But truly, regardless of my current caffeine levels
We do have a story to share.
We all do.
No matter your life
One of my favorite shows is Sunday Morning on CBS.....granted.....it does make me feel about 65 years old....which I believe is their target audience....but nonetheless.....I like it.
I like it on the DVR anyway. It sadly comes on at the same time as church. Boo.
Saturday Morning on CBS would be so much more convenient for me.
And really, it's all about me.
Insert tongue firmly in cheek.
They used to have a segment called something like
"What's your story."
The correspondent would throw a dart at a US map and travel to that town whereupon he would randomly flip open the phone book and point to a name.
Then he would go find that person
and more importantly
find their story.
I love this.
We all have a story.
It's what you do with it that matters.
How much more valuable to shine a light on it, Christ's light on it, than to hide it.
Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. Matthew 5:15
So if I can use our journey to point people toward the glory of God
how valuable is that?
How much more valuable than to be easily offended by mostly innocent, though sometimes, mis-spoken questioning.
I don't suppose I have a point to this little story of mine
other than to say
ask me anything.
I won't be bothered.
Just let me have my first cuppa coffee first.
Otherwise I am liable to shout something at you that sounds a lot like,
"For the love of all that is good I BEG OF YOU TO GET OUT OF THE WAY OF MY FRENCH VANILLA COFFEE CREAMER."
Only I will say it with a smile on my face.
It's how I roll.
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