Fruitful Vine

Your wife shall be like a fruitful vine, within your house, your children like olive plants around your table.

Monday, February 28, 2011

Adopted For Life

Back on the treadmill. YES! But I need reading material. I have a HUGE stack of books next to my bed. It used to reside on my night table, but the pile got too big, so now it sits on the floor. sigh... But I digress.

As I read through Adopted For Life by Russell Moore, I want to write down things that hit me. Moore and his wife adopted two boys from Russia, and this is the book that came from Moore's thoughts. He continues to draw the correlations between adopting in society and our adoption into the family of Christ. How God has adopted us regardless of our past, our lineage, our gifts, etc. How we are all "brothers" and thus related. REALLY brothers. Moore's story is a defense of the priority that adoption should take in our lives, personally and church-wide.

I plan to add quotes as I read.

"Our adoption means, though, that we find a different kind of unity. In Christ, we find Christ. We don't have our old identities based on race or class or life situation.... When we find our identity anywhere other than Christ, our churches will be made up of warring partisans rather than loving siblings. and we'll picture to the world an autopsied Body of Christ, with a little bit of Jesus for everyone, all on our own terms." page 38

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VBA2C

Yep, a vaginal birth after two c-sections. She was a perfect candidate, having had her first baby vaginally. At 36 wks into her 2nd pregnancy, her doctor convinced her that her baby was likely 10lbs and therefore needed to come out. I don't know what he said to her. I wasn't there. The induction proceeded and failed. C-section. A few years later she was pregnant again, and agreed to a scheduled repeat c-section.

Then she moved away.

She came to our part of the world. She wanted her VBAC. No doctor would allow it. She contacted me. I believe in accountability and am now bound by the licensure laws in my state, so I could not help her in her birth journey. But I believed in her. I found a midwife who would attend her, and I was on call to assist.

And on Saturday morning, she pushed out her beautiful baby girl! Praise Him!

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