A couple of weeks back, the minister at my church preached about adoption. The gist of the sermon was that we are all God's adopted children. That God made a covenant with his people (Hebrew scriptures, the Jewish people) that was handed down generation by generation, but through Christ, we are all adopted into the covenant. It's a lovely, biblically sound thought. I like it.
I'm a big proponent of adoption. I suppose that's because I'm an adoptee. My parents, that is, the people who raised me, are/were wonderful people (Mom's still around, but Dad died in 2007). They took me home and gave me a wonderful life filled with love and pretty much anything else I wanted. They drilled into me from the time I was able to speak that my birth mother had given us a wonderful gift, each other. It's why I always remind people that it's a good alternative to abortion in an unwanted pregnancy if you can possibly manage to get through the pregnancy. But I know it's a hard choice. I've met my birth mother (and father - they got married after I was born and had 5 more kids), and I thank God regularly that she had the sense to give me to someone else. A priest convinced her to do it. It's one of the reasons I'm so faithful. It was VERY hard for them, and I think it would be easier today with the semi-open adoptions where they get a picture once a year and can send small gifts if they like. But still a brutal choice.
So I believe in the gift of adoption. I know it doesn't always work out for everyone, but it worked beautifully for me. I'm both a child of God and a child of some pretty great people.