A Little Boy

I do not understand God sometimes. Many times. Yet, I believe in him.

Recently I had been thinking a lot about my son. He is adopted and came with lots of baggage. There were never days when he got it right and the entire time I was raising him I can't remember one "good day". Often I wondered why God put that little boy in our home. Many nights I stayed awake praying, or crying. There seemed no magic button that cured his problems and we spent thousands of dollars, endless hours and untold tears for our son. Yet, it seemed he was still the same crazy and mixed up child. We even had him anointed, but he remained the same.

Yesterday my son's boss told us he is the best employee he has had in 11 years. My son is living on his own and working; two things I was told would never happen. And my son is turning out to be a wonder and loving child. What made the difference? I am not sure. But he is different and I am very proud of him.

Years ago when I prayed that God would give us the right child to adopt, he answered. And when I was raising him God saw the "after" my son would become. I think it is the same way with his vision of us. Often we humans see others as totally off base. God sees us as "afters". He works with us and brings out the best in us. That is a mighty God!