This past year was one full of discovery for me. Through blogging, I have been reminded that everyone truly has a story to tell. We are all story-tellers in our own ways. Art, in its purest form, also speaks volumes of insight and revelations about the world we are living in. Some speak through poetic ramblings and short-stories. For others, the lens of a camera captures images that their eyes first took notice of. Each photograph tells a story. Writing really has become my therapeutic release, my story-teller, my window to the world, my humbling remembrance of how blessed I am, and an extension of the yearning to live out my faith in Christ.
I continue to learn that parenting is an art form. Like most artists, parents don’t just figure it out with one stroke of a brush. Mistakes are made, and often, we are our own worst critics, Parenting is also something that love and passion is poured into. I have yet to meet an artist who is not passionate about his or her masterpieces. Children are the masterpiece that we are always working on, and for that, I am grateful for “do-overs”, grace, and the simplistic forgiveness of children.
Throughout this year,I have been made keenly aware of the tightrope we all walk when it comes to protecting children in our own backyards, and around the world. Not to sound cliché, but they really are our greatest resource for the future. Through this blog, I have been able to express my deepest desires for my children, and for others as well. I have also been able to connect to the child I once was.
I began this road of writing because I felt I had a story to tell. I felt I needed to speak of infertility. I knew there were others out there suffering from the sadness that comes when the desire for children is not fulfilled. I also felt that my story of barrenness includes the incredible journey that is adoptive parenting. I may stray from time to time from the topic of infertility with the posts I write, but it is never too far from my thoughts and my heart. I am deeply compassionate about others who continue to search for answers, and who live daily with the unfulfilled longing for children. I hope my words will encourage each of them to believe in joyful beginnings and happy endings.
I am not sure what the Lord has in store for the road I will walk in 2013. Will I be inspired to venture into other areas of writing? Will there be heartbreak and heart-joy in this next year? Will some doors open while others shut? There is no way to tell what is destined to happen, but my faith in the Script-Writer of our lives is greater than the unknowns of the future.
May this New Year’s Road lead you all to delightful discoveries, faith-building experiences, and life-affirming moments that bless your sojourn in the world.
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Beautiful blog you have! As an adoptee I can truly say that God does indeed have very special plans for moms and kiddos on both sides of the adoption fence! Blessings in 2013!
Thank you! I love hearing perspectives from adoptees.