Not sure why-I just felt like writing a poem today…
Some days are busy, keeping my thoughts occupied-focused in the here and now;
In the quiet times my thoughts often turn inward-reflective, wondering why and how.
Sometimes I cannot help but be sad and grieve for what I have missed,
While at the same time so thankful of how my God has blessed.
The hurts I have felt: great loss, rejection, guilt and shame.
Those feelings are real, but they are not who I am.
I can see His hand of mercy, this amazing love He has lavished on me.
I am not the mistakes I have made; Jesus Christ is my identity.
I look at what the world says adoption is: helping the poor orphan have a better life.
God’s adoption cannot be compared-my salvation because His own Son became the sacrifice.
The world’s adoption is trying to make a family from another’s, broken from the start.
God’s adoption has been planned from the beginning, to make new the sinful heart.
Our plans cannot bring healing or change who a person is.
God’s plans are eternal; It’s grace that make us His.
Our plans should be a work of serving our brother who is worthy to be loved;
Knowing God has a plan for each-none of us are above.
When I am doubtful He can make my mistakes and bad choices into good,
I reflect on His mercy and grace as I study in His word.
I know my God is sovereign, He is not surprised by our choices.
He brings peace to the broken-hearted, and hears the cries of the voiceless.
He is a God of restoration and His promises are true;
I will purpose to remember when waves of fear and doubt come into view.
Thank You, Lord, for all you have done and for the work You are doing in me.
Help me be the wife, daughter, sister and mother You’ve called me to be.
kjp June 2021