Abba

Stan and Miranda

The word Abba is an Aramaic word that would most closely be translated as “Daddy.” It was a common term that young children would use to address their fathers. It signifies the close, intimate relationship of a father to his child, as well as the childlike trust that a young child puts in his “daddy.” Abba is one of the many names our HEAVENLY FATHER assigned himself. There was a time in my life I viewed HIM as a distant dictator. Punishing those of us who would never measure up to HIS or anyone else’s standards. Thankfully GOD doesn't love us because of our “good behavior”. HE loves us unconditionally. I have come to know GOD as Abba/Daddy over the years. HE has bound up my wounds and healed my broken heart just as the father described above.

As many of you know my four children are adopted. I wish I could tell you adoption is something I always wanted to do but honestly it wasn't. I was afraid there would not be any bonding between myself and children who were not biologically mine. I was selfish. I wanted to be in “the club”. You know the one, the ladies who get to talk about what they craved when they were pregnant, how their husbands got to put their hand on her belly and feel the baby kick, and the experience of rushing to the hospital in the middle of the night to give birth to the most beautiful child in the whole world! I was vain, I wanted to see what a mixture of my husband and myself would look like as act like. Would they have brown eyes like him or blue like me? Would they be competitive like him or passive like me. However, that was not to be. I had to let those things go. I had to come to accept the LORD had a different plan for my life. Proverbs 3:5-6, says “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.”

Eventually we ended up adopting four children who are one of my greatest joys in this life! GOD knew what HE was doing. HE heard me and even blessed me with many of the desires of my heart! We adopted twin girls, one looks like me and one like my husband. One is laid back and one a little more outgoing. I am in “the club” so to speak because, I got to go to doctors appointments and even be there for my son’s birth. GOD loves me so much HE cared about the little things that were important to me. Yet HE didn't give into my tantrums when events didn't play out the way I wanted. If HE had done things my way, I would have missed out on MY BABIES! They are %100 mine...No children could be any more loved or cared for by husband and myself. I often even  forget they are adopted.

For Father’s Day my oldest daughter Miranda,who was sixteen and pregnant when we first met her, wrote a letter to my husband which is a beautiful parallel to how our HEAVENLY FATHER cares for us. I asked her if I could share with you. I hope by reading about the tender provision of her adopted earthly father, you will gain a small glimpse of the love your HEAVENLY FATHER has for all those who would call on HIM as their LORD and SAVIOUR. (Eventually we ended up adopting Miranda and the child she was pregnant with)

For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11

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Dear Dad,
wanted to write you a letter this year for Father’s Day to let you know how special you are to me and how much you have changed my life. As you know I didn’t have a father growing up. Most of the time it didn’t bother me because I didn’t know any different, but the older I got the more I imagined what it would be like to have someone who I could call dad. I would dream about having a father who would be protective of me, who would put the fear of a father into a boy I would bring to meet him, who would walk me down the aisle, dance with me at my wedding, teach me things, and just love me. When I entered into my teenage years I gave up that dream because I knew that would never happen until I met you. The first night I met you I was so nervous and scared. I had never had any kind of relationship with a man before, and the one I did turn horrible. I was scared you would look at me as disgusting and judge me, but when I sat down at the dinner table next to you and started talking to you I got this overwhelming feeling that you were just like the dad I had always dreamed from. The way you spoke to me, your demeanor, and your strong but gentle spirit. At that moment I thought even though I will never get to experience having a father I know now that my son will get to have an amazing father and that made me so happy. I know that none of us expected our relationship with each other to turn out the way it did, but I want to thank you for letting it happen. I think our relationship took the longest to develop into what it is now but I want you to know I will be forever grateful for it. You took the time to develop a relationship with me. You spent time with me and asked me questions about myself. You try to pick on me about boy but what you don’t know is I enjoy it. It makes me feel cared about and protected. You have guided me through all the bumps in the road. You have come to my rescue several times. You have shown me what a godly man looks like. You and mom have shown me what a godly marriage looks like. You have protected me. You have given me unconditional love, which I thought I would never have. You have helped grow me into the woman I am today. You have become the father I always dreamed about having. On the day you and mom adopted me everything changed for me. I am now part of a family. A family I know was put together by God. You really are the best daddy in the world. You mean more than you know to me. I hope that I have and will continue to make you proud. Thank you for becoming my earthly father. Thank you for giving this orphan heart a chance to have a new heart.

Love,
Miranda