Do you ever struggle with the fact that God sees you holy and blameless in His sight? that He can look at you and see Himself? i do. i wonder all the time how a wretched person like myself could ever be seen as anything but, especially through the beautiful eyes of my savior! I mean, it's me...I'm a sinner so completely unworthy of Him even laying eyes on me, much less seeing His own reflection in me! today we were studying the covenant Jonathan made with David in 1 Samuel 18. Jonathan gave his robe to David. now back then giving someone your robe was as if you were saying "i give you my identity". we don't see such imagery today. For our clothing signifies very little about us as compared to then. certainly borrowing someone's shirt does not give others the impression that i am them, or even that i want to be. but God innitiated a similar covenant with those of us who believe. he said that we can put off our old selves, and clothe ourselves with Christ. it is because of our clothing ourselves with Christ that we begin to look like him. i was still struggling with this concept~that God could look at me and see attributes of His son, Jesus. Then the Lord brought to my mind my daughter, Makenna. she has asperger's and her symptoms have flown under the radar for years now, until that is, the last 4 weeks. we have had a severe increase in her meltdowns and anger outbursts. it has been trying to say the least. but my month has gone from sheer and utter frustration in not having a clue what to do, getting counsel, reading more books, attempting new strategies and thinking and praying for hours on end, to taking my sweet daughter and explaining to her how she has a brain that works just a little differently. and i beagn to be completely proactive in my attempts to talk her through these rages and meltdowns. many of you are thinking "what does a sweet 6 year old have to be angry about?" but the reality is...an asperger's kid doesn't need reasons and usually can't get to the source if you try either. Now that's a hard one to swallow. For four weeks i have been upset, a little angry and at my wits end in seeing my baby with such anger and my thoughts of her were becoming tainted with the outward appearance of her symptoms. do you ever get that way? sometimes the pressing issues are all you see? the people around you become defined by thier "symptom". they may be an angry person, a confrontational person, a prideful one, or maybe a compromising one. whatever outward symptom you see seems to push out whatever God could possibly see in them. but the more proactive, ready, controlled, submitted to God, and teachable i became, and the more she began to internalize what i was teaching her and practicing the skills i was implementing, i realized that i began to see her as God made her...PERFECT! just as He sees me. he doesn't look at me and see the filth and rags and all the stuff i need to work on: or my anger, my pride, my frustration...he sees Himself. He sees that because i have entered into a convenant with Him. i have put on His robe and clothed myself in Christ. and the more i do so, the more He, and others, see Jesus...not Sarah.
"Blessed is the man whose quiver is full" Ps. 127
How God Created a Miracle in Our Family...
Most people look at our family and either say "you're crazy" or "what a blessing". It is that statement alone that sets people apart in how they view what happens in life. We were childless for 6 years before God blessed us with our third foster child, Isaiah, whom we adopted. Our tiny, three pound, adorable baby boy quickly became the love of our lives.
8 months after Isaiah was born, my father-in-law gave a woman a ride. That 4 block ride changed our lives forever when she told him she was pregnant and giving up her baby for adoption. Oh yeah...and she was due in 8 days! Well, just 5 days later, we had Makenna Shea!
3 months later, after Dirk and I had just prayed to have another baby when Makenna was about 1, that same birth mother called asking us to take her next baby. Isabella was born 1 week shy of Makenna's first birthday!
The funny part of the story is when we found out that I, the one who could never get pregnant, was pregnant! Ian was born 7 weeks after Isabella! God had given us 4 children all under the age of 1 1/2!!! We were thrilled! Such a work of God's hands it was.
This year we added to our clan when we were surprisingly pregnant again (so much for not being able to get pregnant). We now have 5 under 4! And I now wonder how mom's manage with all those kids so spread apart in age. It may be hard sometimes, but we love our life!
Most people look at our family and either say "you're crazy" or "what a blessing". It is that statement alone that sets people apart in how they view what happens in life. We were childless for 6 years before God blessed us with our third foster child, Isaiah, whom we adopted. Our tiny, three pound, adorable baby boy quickly became the love of our lives.
8 months after Isaiah was born, my father-in-law gave a woman a ride. That 4 block ride changed our lives forever when she told him she was pregnant and giving up her baby for adoption. Oh yeah...and she was due in 8 days! Well, just 5 days later, we had Makenna Shea!
3 months later, after Dirk and I had just prayed to have another baby when Makenna was about 1, that same birth mother called asking us to take her next baby. Isabella was born 1 week shy of Makenna's first birthday!
The funny part of the story is when we found out that I, the one who could never get pregnant, was pregnant! Ian was born 7 weeks after Isabella! God had given us 4 children all under the age of 1 1/2!!! We were thrilled! Such a work of God's hands it was.
This year we added to our clan when we were surprisingly pregnant again (so much for not being able to get pregnant). We now have 5 under 4! And I now wonder how mom's manage with all those kids so spread apart in age. It may be hard sometimes, but we love our life!
Sunday, April 17, 2011
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