Very recently, my husband, son, daughter and I attended a beautiful wedding, of whom I call, "son of my heart." My husband and I had tried to adopt him 14 years earlier after loving him for 4 years. (You can read the story of our love and life, here, in poetry form.) For this post I wanted to discuss the glory that I found, when I allowed myself to receive it......... the BIG picture.
Being a wedding, it was WONDERFUL to see many people that I had cared about over the years. Being female.....and mother...... one of my main concerns was getting my PICTUREs. I really wanted an intimate picture of the bride, groom, and my family of 4 with them.
Son of my heart looked so handsome. He conducted himself like a mature, strong gracious man, ALL day long, never showing a sign of tension or stress despite the ceremony, photographs, photographs, more photographs..........over and over.............here and there........ I was a good mommy and I patiently waited my turn.
It was my turn. It was his turn to call his family up for pictures.
I did not get called, just me, my husband, son and daughter to join the bride and groom. We got invited up along with two other mothers, and another father......... I knew them all.
None of the others tried to adopt him. None of the other mothers prepared an intentional "forever place" for him, and took classes and had a home-study done, and hoped and dreamed....... anticipating he would share their family name, be at all future holidays, vacations....events, highs and lows together like family forever. But the other mother, and the other father........ were going to be in this picture for him, at his request.
"Lord, I know there is a praise here. Help me to rejoice and accept it- the BIG picture! Do I want this BIG picture of those other people, on my wall, my special wall? No.............. but I want to want to......... Help me Lord."
He did help me.
I loved those other mothers. I loved that other father..........his first and very good foster father. They had been there for son of my heart in ways that he needed, when he needed. All of us had contributed to providing LOVE, and an example of functional caring adults, that in some way helped this young man that I so admired and loved, to become who he is today.
I WOULD graciously, and with gratitude frame this BIG picture that includes two other mothers and another father figure, and hang it on my special wall. It will be a testament to the Lord's faithful provision, love and grace. That is the truth. I will hang it on my wall.
(When professional pictures come in, I will post the BIG picture for God's glory.)
Let not mercy and truth forsake you,
Bind them around your neck,
Write them on the tablet of your heart,
And so find favor and high esteem
In the sight of God and man.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
And lean not on your own understanding;
In all your ways acknowledge Him,
And He shall direct your paths.
To God be the glory for the great things he has done! To read more about His splendid grace and provision, I hope you will enjoy this poem linked here, about the back story to this wedding, in poetry form.
Grandma Mary Martha 💖