Let the adoptions begin.

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“Some were persuaded by the things he said, but others did not believe. And after they had argued back and forth among themselves, they left with this final word from Paul: “The Holy Spirit was right when he said to your ancestors through Isaiah the prophet,” ‭‭Acts ‭28‬:‭24‬-‭25‬ ‭NLT‬‬

The Apostle Paul, formerly Rabbi Saul, trained and certified under the well known and respected Gamaliel, has made his case before his peers, the religious leaders. At first they were curious, “But we want to hear what you believe, for the only thing we know about this movement is that it is denounced everywhere”‭‭ (Acts 28‬:‭22‬). Paul did an excellent job presenting the gospel through the Law and the prophets. Some were even convinced, but others would not believe. Then he quoted a long and sad truth spoken by Isaiah: They would hear but not understand, see but not comprehend. Their hearts were hard and closed. Thus, they cannot turn to God and let Him heal them! All this time, all the cycles of grief and glee, they refused to listen to the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. And… it was necessary!

Their resistance to the Messiah was part of God’s plan. This is the moment that Paul made the formal announcement to most of the official Sanhedrin – “So I want you to know that this salvation from God has also been offered to the Gentiles, and they will accept it” ‭‭(Acts 28‬:‭28). It had also been the plan before time began. It was told to the leaders of Israel, demonstrated by many of the stories and prophets’ behaviors that were confusing to the religious leaders of that day. The plan of salvation was for ALL human beings. Israel was to be mentors, teachers and examples to the nations! Before there would be converts to Judaism, in what the Jewish people call a “righteous convert.” But now, millions upon millions would become converts to Jesus Christ, adopted by God and grafted into the Jewish tree! Their righteousness would not be in the fulfillment of the Law, but in the fulfillment of faith in the work of Christ to repair the breach between God and humankind, permanently eradicating sin for those who would repent and believe.

Paul became God’s first missionary carrying the message of hope and inviting all to be adopted and come into the family of God!

Prayer

​Dad,
It is so rare to see the simple moments that shift the future so profoundly. This moment that Luke recorded about Paul is subtle but powerful- I have, we have, been grafted into this beautiful tree, this root of Jesse. I am so thankful salvation and redemption has come to all! Amen.

Who is my mother?

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Who is My Mother?

When I was seven years old, I received P.D. Eastman’s best-selling children’s book Are You My Mother? as a gift. It was my favorite book for a long time.

In the story, a mother bird’s egg is about to hatch. The egg begins to rustle around, and the mother bird goes off to find her soon-to-arrive baby something to eat. The baby bird hatches while its mother is away, and he wonders where his mother is. The baby bird goes off to look for his mother but, not knowing what she looks like, walks right past her.

It was at a Royal Family KIDS training and after forty years of pushing “mom thoughts” out of my mind – it happened.

It took me right back to the feelings I couldn’t put words to or explain as a child. I realized that I didn’t know some very important pieces of information about my birth mother. I didn’t know what she looked like. I didn’t know what her voice sounded like. I didn’t know what she smelled like. I began to heave sobs. Somehow that little guy’s voice and the yellow words in the darkness became a long-lost key to a door that had been locked for over 40 years.

THEN… Just before my book is released, my cousin calls and says, “are you ready for some news?”

Robin and I were sitting outside our daughter’s (Ally) work.

It turns out that my cousin found my birth mom. She’s 78 years old and has been living in Lakewood (where we lived for 25 years) for the past 9 years. What?!

You mean I actually could have passed her in the grocery store or at the mall? Yes. At present she doesn’t want much to do with me. Realize, this is a lot to spring on a senior after 50 years of trying to forget. I sent her a copy of my book and told her that she has three additional, beautiful, grown grandchildren and that I’m doing well. I hope somewhere inside this brings her comfort and a little bit of pride. Believe me, my life would have turned out very different if it hadn’t been for Jesus and my wife, Robin.

So today I’m reflecting on Mother’s Day very differently.

I miss my adopted mom very much. She died in 2009. I always dedicated my “mom thoughts” to her on this day.

But now my mind also shifts towards the woman who gave me life. She carried me through 9 months of vague, tumultuous relationship with my bio dad. She had 9 months of wondering what to do with the youngest of her 7 or 8 children (possibly from different fathers). After I was born she was instructed to leave and never have anything to do with me. That’s the way it’s been for 50 years.

The story continues. I’ll keep ya posted as I find out how things turn out.