All sorts of packing around here this week.
Packing for a wonderful girls' weekend north of Atlanta this weekend,
~~~an adoptive Mama's dream~~~
a conference devoted to all things adoptive parenting like:
*Adoption Right From the Start For the Little Ones – (Birth to Age Four)
*Post Adoption: Joys and Challenges
*African-American Girl's Haircare
and lots of
laughing, crying, staying up late and chocolate! fellowship
as Andrew refers to it:
"Lots of 'Babies, babies, babies, DESTINY!, crying and Babies.'"
Either way, this weekend arrives in a timely manner.
After a rollercoastery month of disillusionment this conference is refreshment for me.
have been packed for 2 days am packing and heading out in the morning.
Many folks have spoken such love to Andrew and I the last few weeks, walking through the discouragement with China with us faithfully.
MANY times people have encouraged us that our daughter is out there.
Affirmed that we will bring her home.
That God has a plan.
Yes, that's all true.
there are times when it has not felt true.
Some days I have felt other people were more certain than I was that she would ever come home.
That she will be a reality.
Convincing words only made me wonder.
As sure as I am that we must obey God and keep walking
one...foot...in front...of the other...
I have felt in some moments unconvinced that this would all end with
maybe we are just obeying to obey
maybe it's a trick
maybe obedience will not pay off
maybe this won't work
After all, In the Wilderness,
The Promised Land was always around the bend in the road
but some Israelites never entered in.
Maybe. that's. me.
And THEN, I heard something wonderful.
"When you need to find faith?
PACK. IN. THE. WORD."
It's got to be willful. Intentional. Forceful, even.
So we've been packing.
Some days every few hours, deliberately going to the Word, looking for the Lord
So, we've been packing.
Packing bags, packing in scripture, gearing up for the Journey ahead.