It’s been strangely quiet at A Bushel and A Peck, and I’m not quite sure why, except that I have honestly been very busy, and very tired. Unfortunately I woke up at 3:15 this morning, and kept staring at my clock, knowing the alarm was going to ring at 5:00, which made it even more difficult to go back to sleep. I worried far too much, then prayed, then – sad to say, I worried some more. I finally got up at 4:40 when I knew sleep was not going to come.
I am still processing some of what we heard at the conference and thinking a lot about our children and how to help them heal. Beyond that, I’m contemplating how to bring healing to our entire family from all that we have experienced the past four years. There are so many children, young and grown, who need us, really need us, to give them our best. As Karyn Purvis would say, we need to “give them voice.” Their needs must be acknowledged and met to the best of our ability.
As much as we all hope that our newly adopted children will blend seamlessly into our families, they bring their own histories with them. Some of them come with significant trauma in their short lives, and no matter how much we love them, hold them, feed them, and try to make them feel safe, that history must be considered and we may need to invest a huge part of ourselves in helping them process it.
I feel sad just writing that. The suffering that young children experience is sobering and weighty, but we have the amazing opportunity to come alongside the children God has placed in our families and be present with them in the midst of it. We may not have the answers, but we can look in their eyes, hold them close, and tell them we are with them. We may even cry with them, I certainly have, and we may wonder if that is okay. Afterall, we are the parents, we should have the answers, but sometimes we just need to love them like Jesus would love them — then we need to work hard to find the help our families need.
I have so much more to say, but time is up. I wish I could sit down over coffee and talk with you – maybe we would laugh, or even cry a little bit. We could share our hopes for our children. We could pray. Know that as I press the “publish” button on this post, I will be praying for each one of you who is striving to bring healing to your children. You are not alone.
Have a wonderful weekend, friends.
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