My other 5 children were all adopted when they were older. They ranged in age from 9 to 13.5 the day they walked through our door as our children. I don't have cute baby pictures. In fact, my children don't have baby pictures of themselves. I've seen them cry because they sometimes feel like they've lost their past.
Adopting older children is nothing like having birth children and is even vastly different that adopting a child at birth. There are years of their lives we know not of. There are things that we, as their parents, are blamed for when we didn't even know them yet.
I've thought about it a lot and there is a strong spiritual lesson here. We, the saved, are all adopted into the family of God. As adoptive parents, the number one character quality we have had to display is tenacity. We've had to stick by our kids when the last thing they wanted was for us to exist, let alone be part of thier lives. We do that to God. We get mad and blame Him for messes that were made before we became His children and then we want Him to go away. But He doesn't, does He? He's right there, being patient, working to bring us to a place of understanding or even just acceptance.
I have a whole new respect for how hard that is.
Galatians 4:4-5 "But when the fulness of the time was come, God sent forth his Son, made of a woman, made under the law,
To redeem them that were under the law, that we might receive the adoption of sons."