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A few weeks ago, I was complaining that I really wanted to bless a couple of women who were going through hard situations, but these women simply wouldn’t let me. “I keep sending little texts offering to bring them a coffee or a favorite diet drink, but they keep kindly rejecting my offers! What can I do?” I asked my girlfriends, exasperated. “Part of me wants to leave an anonymous note in all caps at their doorsteps saying, LET ME BLESS YOU!”
There is always something to do. As a working mom, there are never-ending demands on my time and energy, so my to-do list never seems to get done! I know the struggle is real and I know the only way to get through each day is by being alone with God.
I wasn’t sure whether I was a loving mother when I, at times, was crippled by fear of how I was mothered. I felt so heavy-hearted during these times by the thoughts of not being loved well as a child and fearing the worst—that I could be that way to my children. It left me paralyzed, not seeing the amazing ways that God was already loving through me.
When God first told me to adopt my daughter, Ella, from an orphanage on the other side of the world in Vladivostok, Russia, I was scared out of my mind. Every doubt I ever had about myself was whispered into my ear. I questioned whether I was a good enough mother to the children I already had, whether I was a strong enough Christian, whether I could handle making three separate trips around the globe, whether I was even nice enough. I thought adoption was for perfect, saintly people who had it all together. But God made it clear to me over and over that, yes, He really did mean me. I was the one He was sending, and He would work out the details.