When you search the scriptures you will encounter adoption. I have been thinking a lot about it recently. Just last night ABC’s Extreme Makeover celebrated a story of adoption gone right. Picture three girls, neglected by their deadbeat parents, finally orphaned by the consequences of narcotic excess. After months of begging, they approach the eldest sister’s volleyball coach. The woman takes them in, raises them as her own. And she gets a multi-million dollar crib for it. The show makes me weep every time.
Yet something about this one really hit me. St. Paul writes in to his congregation in Galatia,
“But when the appropriate time had come, God sent out his Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those who were under the law, so that we may be adopted as sons with full rights. And because you are sons, God sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, who calls “Abba! Father!” So you are no longer a slave but a son or daughter, and if you are a son or daughter, then you are also an heir through God.”
These girls lost their parents and source of income. But what they really lost was trust in their nobility. The foundations of their God-given family crumbled and they wondered, “am I worth keeping?” We all struggle with that question at some level. We loose our confidence. And in moments of breathless anxiety, we search for that seed planted in us long ago. It harmonizes with the messages given from ages past: worthy, lovely to be loved, mine. Can you hear it today? Will you give it room to echo up into the doubt. When life is given, it is never in vain.