Five years ago today marked the day when you were born. We had lost a child in a complicated adoption world, experienced the death of our first child in utero, and were convinced God was telling us that kids were not a part of His plan for us anytime soon.
Then, there was you.
Many believe your name means "wisdom," and while King Solomon was gifted with wisdom, his name actually means "peace." Before Solomon was born, King David committed a grievous sin with Bathsheba and bore a child together. When Nathan confronted King David with the law and his sin, King David repented, but with this sin came the loss of that child. He mourns this loss greatly and speaks the undeniable and joyous truth of, "I shall go to him, but he will not return to me." Such great comfort has been given to my soul with those few words from King David's mouth. For our first biological child will not return to us, but we shall meet again. Following this tremendous loss in King David and Bathsheba's lives, God gifted them with Solomon. He gifted them with peace.
This is how you got your name, our son. And while we know that real peace is only found in Christ, we are thankful for the many and various ways God gives earthly peace to our hearts. You are that, our son.
So, to you on your fifth birthday, peace, son. May you always know what your life did in that moment for us and continues to do every day God blesses the world with you. Being a person who was adopted, there will be trials you will face that others do not. But never for one moment do I want you or anyone else to think that God didn't have a plan for what your life would do in this world. You were fearfully and wonderfully made, knitted in your birthmother's womb, and given to us. You were planned, as every single child is - not in the minds of mere humans but in the eternal knowledge of God. All this was with purpose and meaning.
You, our son, are a gift from God. Today we thank Him for the plan He had and has in your short-but-going-too-fast life.
Peace,
Your Mom
