She loves for me to tell her how I ordered this doll before she ever came home. How I dreamed about the little girl that God had chosen for me. I tell her how I wondered about what she would look like, how old she would be, and what her personality would be like. I share how I loved her before I ever even knew her. The doll is a Chinese baby, so I'd look at it and wonder if my little one looked like this baby when she was really little.
This morning, as I was getting Elijah dressed, Abbey was playing with her doll. She put the Chinese doll in the baby bed and said, "I've got 2 babies now. I've adopted another baby" She then held up another baby doll.
Oh, I said, "Where is that baby from?" The little mommy replied, "America, I adopted this one from China and this one from America."
Abbey and her babies
I chuckled to myself and silently wondered if I should share that not all babies are adopted. Then I thought, no, we are all adopted. God has adopted all of us. With Jesus, we are children of the King of Kings, the Lord of Lords.
Now if we are children, then we are heirs—heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ, if indeed we share in his sufferings in order that we may also share in his glory.