To my adoptive friends, do you ever get this question? I suppose you could and probably do get this question for any number of things that you do purely from an "obedience to God" standpoint, but let's use adoption as a specific.
The question is asked out of sincere concern. Honest fear that choosing to add children to your family is somehow going to be unfair to the the children who already live with you. While I realize the questioner thinks they are asking out of love, the question always appalls me. I struggle with the desire to scream about "what's fair". Is it fair that there are children who have to watch their parents die because there is no medicine available? Is it fair that a mother feels compelled to place her child for adoption because her husband has died, 2 of her children have also died, and if she doesn't seek help from an orphanage NOW, this precious child whom she loves will die as well? Is it fair that people are starving to death even as food rots in my refirgerator? That I can pay $10 and see a doctor whenever I want to, much less need to? Is it fair that I keep getting to be the mom who loves her kids so much that I get to be the one who hugs, and kisses, and raises them, and each time some other woman has to be the one who loves them so much that she has to be the one to let them go?
IS THIS FAIR???
So the questioner is asking if it is fair to give this child a home when it will require 3 kids to have to share a room.
I take a number of deep breaths and simply say that I don't think it's wrong for kids to share a room. That personal space is not my highest priority.
But it is so much more than that. The person really means well in asking the question. Really feels that she is being an advocate for my children. I know that, but it breaks my heart that none of the stuff about the children I am bringing home is even a thought in her head. Those problems aren't real to people who ask this question. They haven't heard, haven't seen, and more importantly, aren't looking.
Well my eyes have been opened. I can't un-see. I can't un-know. And I don't want to. I need it to be an open wound that never goes away so that I don't ever stop doing what God wants me to do.
So to answer the original question- How do I know it is God asking me to do this and not satan whispering in my ear to destroy my family?
I know because the Bible says so:
For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, .....The King will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me'.--- Matthew 25:35,40
For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
God sets the lonely in families.--- Psalm 68:6
"I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you.
Religion that God our Father Accepts as pure and faultless is this:to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.--- James 1:27
This is my answer. This is how I KNOW.