Dear Adoptive Moms…discouraged moms….tired moms…
Purple makes one think of royalty, distinction, eminence, greatness and nobility.
What? You don’t feel royal?
Did you realize on adoption day that you were stepping into the throne room of the King instead of an orphanage or hospital waiting room, or that the social worker holding your child’s hand while removing her from abusive parents was actually the hand of God?
You couldn’t sense God’s presence?
That’s okay. The two on the Road to Emmaus couldn’t either…but that doesn’t change the fact that Jesus was there, as he has always been with you.