This poem is in honor of Joshua’s birthmother and also Elizabeth’s birthmother. We don’t know who our daughter is yet, but somewhere in Asia she has a birthmother who is grieving over her tough decisions. Mother’s day is especially hard for birthmothers, and it’s a day when we as adoptive mothers remember their sacrifice so that we could raise their children.
Once there were two women living half a world apart. God joined these women together with a common thread between their hearts.
In one, He created a life, a beautiful baby girl. In the other, He planted an idea, weighing it heavily on her soul.
The first, heartbroken, faith strong, knew the baby wasn’t hers to raise. She watched as the baby was taken, and knelt down to God in praise.
The second, frightened, faith strong, asked God to hold her hand as she traveled toward a dream to an unfamiliar, distant land.
The baby, she was beautiful, an angelic Asian face. She stared, wide-eyed and curious, as into her mother’s arms she was placed.
And there were tears full of sadness as one mother’s heart wept. And there were tears full of gladness as one mother’s heart leapt.
Two very different women with a common circumstance. Each asking for God’s guidance instead of leaving life to chance.
Two very different women who love the same little girl, praying to God daily to guide her through this world.
And though they’ll never meet, they are forever joined heart to heart by the same awesome God, lands apart.
Written By: Adoptive Parent, Shannon
Such a beautiful post and I know how true it is. I have a special place in my heart for one young women I met some 30 years ago.