“Call us if you need us then,” we texted. Another heartbreaking end to an adoption situation gone awry.
For the life of me I can’t understand the type of thinking that goes into planning out a scam. And it was a scam, plain and simple. There was no crying mother, holding her child, unable to give that child to another couple to raise. I can understand that. This was a woman who falsely filled out paperwork and was surprised to find out that we wouldn’t give her funding or match her to a family until we met her face to face; even though we had to fly to Texas from Georgia to do it. This was someone who was trying to extract money and break the hearts of a trusting couple that will not have the ability of bringing life into this world on their own. Not only do I not understand it but the Christian in me is tested.
In a world where things go wrong because of people knowingly making poor choices it is difficult for me, at times (okay most times) to love my neighbor and pray for those who persecute me. I try to remember, in I Peter 3:14 it says, “Do not dread or be afraid of their threats, nor be disturbed,” but I do dread these encounters. I don’t comprehend the manipulation and malice it takes to put a plan like that into action.
So last night I laughed. My mother used to say, “You have to laugh. Or else you’ll cry.” I laughed with a group of friends at a comedy show put on by a local church and I haven’t felt that type of release in a long time. Ninety percent of comedy is about normal life and that is pretty funny sometimes. Of course it’s always funnier later, but it can be funny.
There is, “a time to weep and a time to laugh; A time to mourn and a time to dance.” I am praying for your laughter today. We both need it.