Not my own, I am His!

Yesterday, while being treated to a wonderful pedicure, my darling nail tech asked about the baby. We giggled about his latest 8 month old discoveries. In her sweet broken English, she explained to another customer our story, by saying "She love another baby that not her own. Uh, how do you say?" I replied "Adoption" and she went on sharing. As she was talking it was as if time were standing still for a moment, a portion of my heart froze for a second as I contemplated what she had just said, partly because I'll admit it "stung" a little bit to hear someone referring to Eli as not my "own", but I felt God gently say  "Whether born of your body or not, he's still mine. Lareta, your son is one of my precious blessings not your own." Thank you for humility Lord and repeatedly patiently teaching me this AGAIN and AGAIN. Hee hee! In this one conversation I learned that the three beautiful ladies sitting beside me were all a part of adoption too! An adoptive mom, child, and sibling... Love truly does create family! God's family and it's great to know we are His!! I loved this picture from Christian Homes so I had to add it!! Too cute! Thanks for reading!!!