Touchstone magazine has just made available an article in which Dr. Russell Moore talks about what he learned from rude questions about his adopted sons. This is a poignant, punchy piece, and I highly commend it to you. Moore has a profound grasp of the gospel and a unique gift for communicating it. His basic contention is that common misunderstandings about adoption reveal how much we often fail to grasp our very real adoption as sons and daughters of God. Moore writes:
‘We fall for all our ideological idolatriesâ€”from white supremacy to genocidal warfare and beyondâ€”because we see our “brotherhood” only in our DNA. We engineer radical reproductive technologies that sever procreation from fatherhood and motherhood, precisely because we don’t want children so much as we want ourselves, our own genetic material living on before us. We identify more with our corporate brands and with our political parties than with our churches because we don’t understand the household into which we’ve come.
‘We dye our hair and Botox our wrinkles, fearing the Reaper, because we don’t really believe that a Father waits for us with a feast on the other side of the Jordan. And we live prayerless lives, paralyzed by our guilty consciences, because someone says to us, as to our Brother before us, ” If you are the son of God . . .” (Luke 4:3).
‘I don’t think about the adoption of my boys every day. But, when I do, I try to remember the rude questions I once answeredâ€”and sometimes still answerâ€”about them. And I remind myself that I’ve been just as far from “getting it” as the good-natured questioners I have resented.
‘It is difficult to see before us the day when the graves of this planet are emptied, when the great assembly of Christ’s Church is gathered before the Judgment Seat. On that day, the accusing principalities and powers will probably look once more at usâ€”former murderers and fornicators and idolaters, formerly uncircumcised in flesh or in heartâ€”and they may ask one more time, “So are they brothers?”
‘The hope of adopted children like my sonsâ€”and like meâ€”is that the voice that once thundered over the Jordan will respond: “They are now.”‘
Read the rest of Moore’s piece here.
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