Okay, I admit it. Having been indoctrinated in all that is politically correct in my various jobs, I was a little put off when I first saw the adopted children set apart, wearing shirts that suggested they were, well, different. Having a niece who would be wearing one of those shirts at the beginning of the song, I don’t think of her as less related than my other niece. In fact, I often joke about how she inherited a particular family trait only to remember she doesn’t actually share my genes. So to have their “adopted” status highlighted, it made me uncomfortable.
But by the end of the song (after the gasping “Oh, I get it!”), I was in tears. Admittedly, that’s not hard to do for me—but WOW! The video is a poignant reminder of who our family really is. Who is our brother and sister, regardless of our “birth” mother or “birth” father. In fact, my brothers and sisters are not just white, like me, or black, like the younger Powell children, they are Asian, Native American, Slavic, Middle-Eastern and every race and color in between. All children of God, and adopted—chosen—by Him!
Romans 8:23b-24: We … groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies. For in this hope we were saved.
Oh, and the artwork is my daughters :o)!
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