Fighting for Lives

          It is strange how something can be so alike but yet so different. I feel like I have been fighting for a child ever since she got to my job and she left today without what I feel like nothing getting resolved. I have been thinking a lot lately about adoption and how we are the adopted children of God in a sense too. When I think about it that way and see the children I do it breaks my heart. I tell it a lot from the "children's" point of view whether be Christ's people or the children I work with. I'm going to take a different turn and take about the workers (aka Christ).
           As I was trying to fight for this little girl, I got to thinking that I'm becoming more like Christ because one I am more outgoing and outspoken. Two I really care about these children and want what is best for them. I feel like we have messed up this little girl and did her no good at all because we kept changing her spots and there was no set routine with her either. She could go to different people and get different responses all the time and she knew that too.
           Aren't we like the little girl towards God? When we don't like something He says or it doesn't turn out our way, we turn and look at another person or thing or hope. We are hoping to get a different answer whether good or bad. We search everything until we can search no more and we always end up running back to God for the safety because we got ourselves in trouble. We would fight and scream and hit and say "no" but yet God still would love us and try again on us. We were try to play God and make deals with Him that wouldn't work. Just like this little girl needs to spend time with one person, we need to spend time with God alone so we can enjoy and listen to Him.
            What really got me lately was as I was fighting for her, I thought about Christ fighting for me on the cross. Adoption is a story of redemption and the church should be involved. I have felt so sleepy after work everyday for the past two weeks trying to fight for her and my emotions run high because I wish I could do something for her. Don't you think that is how Christ felt on the cross? The Bible even says that He was sleepy and gave up in the end because He knew it was God's plan for Him and He loved us so very much. He took the beatings and the strength and the laughter and didn't care what anyone else thought. I have took some beatings lately and the funny thing is even the spit like Christ took. Eventually, people brought Christ down but for believers in Him that was just the start of something new.
            Christ fought for us all of his life. He got made fun of and no one believed what He had to say. I feel like I'm less and no one believes me even though I have been in this career field for years. I am starting to try to speak truth when needed and sometimes it goes one one ear and out the other but I am not giving up on these children. When some people see what I do though, they call me special because they know they couldn't do it. Didn't people call Christ that too? It is all how you look at it and for me I'm working for Christ and with Christ.
           Orphans are the most important thing on His heart because if it wasn't none of us would be here right now.