The entire week was abundantly joyful. And then comes the morning of departure. That morning is always difficult for all of the children at the orphanage. As we approached the vehicle, they began to sing a good-bye song and their tears started flowing. I asked the house father to translate to my children "I am trusting that God will allow us to come pick them up soon." Once we got in the truck, the driver realized he needed to re-fuel. In the meantime, my son came over to the window and fixed his eyes on me. I rolled the window down and for about 10 minutes while we waited for the re-fueling, I stroked his hand and offered the gift of reassuring, comforting words. It was a sacred moment. I have experienced several sacred moments along the way and it makes me smile as I remember that my son's name means Sacred Heart in French. He indeed has one.
As we made the drive back to the capital city, I told the house father that what I asked him to translate did not seem to comfort them much. He responded, "They know it, but for right now - they cannot stand the separation."
After I got back home, that phrase kept echoing in my mind. The Lord helped me see it as a tangible image of Romans 8:23 which says, "we groan inwardly waiting for the adoption." Once we are saved, we know we have been adopted into God's family. We are His child. But we have not yet experienced the physical fulfillment of that adoption. We should groan and long to finally be with Him face to face forever. Just like my son did. The touches of heaven we experience here should make us hunger and thirst for the full reality. Just as my affectionate touches upon my adopted son and daughter cause them to long for the day when they are finally in our arms, experiencing the full and glorious reality of their earthly adoption.
This beautiful reminder helps me understand my Heavenly Father's heart toward me and my heart toward Him. Adoption truly is a picture of the gospel. And that makes it worth every trial and hardship it takes until we are together at last.
