When you say "Yes" to God. It doesn't always end up the way you thought it would.
We learned that lesson the only way one truly learns it-- the hard way-- years ago.
And after that season had passed and we could see the whole piece of our lives mural that God was working on?
Those rough brush strokes and black paint made sense.
But this truth remains... That refining fire?
Is still going to burn.
So in the last 18 months as we journeyed with faith and frustration and worry and doubt and longing and love, we've guarded our hearts.
But we continued to say Yes.
We waited for God to do whatever He had in mind to do.
And we were still.
It was painful. And hard. And frustrating. And I wanted more control. Any control
But we remained.
So when the call came this time.... the one that we always were sort of waiting on.
It simply confirmed our initial suspicions. The thoughts that had lingered as we walked out the last 18 months.
We had been called to be advocates. To pray and love from afar. And to fight for her story. her truth. Her best plan.
We had not been called to be her family.
But there it remains.
That desire. That love. That longing.
We ARE someone's family.
This desire in our hearts for a home filled with laughter and noise and brothers and sisters growing up together.
That gnawing in our souls that the need is still great. And while this path isn't for everyone, we are confident it is for us.
The passion for children to be tucked in at night, kissed and hugged, loved with the love that only a family can give.
These things? did not come from the natural order of life.
They came from the refining fire.
So while we can barely see the next step in front of us.
We are confident we're still on the right path.
“I am the LORD your God, who teaches you what is best for you, who directs you in the way you should go.”-Isaiah 48:17
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