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*Disclaimer: In this post and all other adoption related posts, please know that I do not claim to be an expert. I am merely expressing my thoughts as I am learning and growing. So be kind to this clueless girl. *
As I have been learning about this crazy adoption process, one term that was new to me was "Gotcha Day". If you are also unfamiliar with this term, my good friend Wikipedia describes it as "a day celebrated by American families of adopted children to recognize the day they received the child." And if you hop on Youtube, you will find plenty of videos commemorating this glorious day, just as you would the birth of a biological child. (warning: if you do view these videos, please do so with Kleenex box in hand.) There is much build up and anticipation leading up to this big day. It's when all of the labor of paperwork, fundraising, traveling, waiting, reading, etc. finally result in the addition of a precious child to your family.
And while this is rightly a day to be celebrated, it is not the pinnacle of the adoption process, it is just the beginning of a new family life! Once the child has joined your family, the journey gets real (or so I hear). The hard/wonderful healing process begins as the family grows together.
Now maybe this is a stretch, but as I was thinking about Gotcha Day, I couldn't help but compare it to the day that God adopted me into His family. Sometimes Christians say things like "Share your testimony". I always thought this meant that you tell about how you came to know God and the moment that you became a Christian, since that is what most people will share when asked this question.
But my testimony is so much more that just my Gotcha Day. It is the journey that God has been leading me on my whole entire life. From the moment that He created me, He has been weaving me into His story and continues to make Himself known to me. The Bible says that even the angels in heaven were rejoicing when it was my Gotcha Day and I joined God's family. But after that great day, it just gets better and better (with plenty of ups and downs of course) as God does the hard/wonderful healing process in my heart.
So I will celebrate Gotcha Days wholeheartedly, both physical and spiritual. Preferably with cake and ice cream and thanksgiving to the God who just keeps loving me.