Our guest on this episode of Village Mama is Jessa Rodenburgh-Roberts. She credits herself as being an incredibly lucky woman to have met the love of her life when she was 21, and they’ve now been together for 19 adventurous years.
Jessa and her husband were incredibly blessed through adoption and brought home their beautiful son from Ethiopia 6 years ago. Infertility and adoption challenged, as well as solidified her faith in God more than anything. In her words, “God has been so good to me through all my struggles to become a mother, and then faithful during my struggles as a mother to a child with special needs. I need God each day to help direct my energy and spirit and help me be the mother that my child needs me to be.”
She lives with her family in Toronto, Canada and Jessa is keeping it real with us in this episode about adoption and mindfully parenting a child with special needs. We’re grateful to you for sharing your story mama!
+ Check out Jessa’s blog: La Belle Vie
+ Here’s her suggestions for adoption resources: Adopt for Life
+ Domestic Adoption Support Group
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Self discovery is an interesting thing. It’s described as, “the process of acquiring insight into one’s own character.” Looking back, if I’m truly honest with you (and myself), I realize my journey of self discovery has taken a decade. Ten years of bumbling around trying to figure out who. I. am.
“His handiwork is perfect.” [Tweet this]
Actualization came in drips and drops here and there like summer rain cascading through sun kissed leaves. None of it made sense, there were indications, feelings, dreams but nothing concrete. I rejected my natural gifts (encouragement, nurturing leadership, caring, faith) because they weren’t the ones the world considered important. Mine seemed too gentle, too nuanced, too heart centered. It took God moving within me, moulding me, shaping me; loving me. Ten years of assurance that His handiwork is perfect.
As I’m rounding this leg of my journey, the ultimate puzzle of ‘self’ is finally fitting together and I can see parts of the picture more clearly. Aristotle said, “Knowing yourself is the beginning of all wisdom.” I say, “acceptance of yourself is the beginning of change.” and “a desire for change opens the door for personal growth.” I am finally becoming the person I was created to be and I accept it wholly and completely.