It's been a little quiet on the blog lately. It's partly because I haven't known what to say. Or, rather, what I could say.
But now, I have an announcement to make. And it's a pretty awesome announcement.
We are planning to adopt a little boy!
We have spent the past two weekends with him, and are absolutely in love. He is almost 6, loves Yarbo, and he already feels like a part of our family.
God has a way of timing things just right. And this time is no different. I really struggled with the timing of everything in adoption. I didn't understand why things seemed to take so long, why it was so hard to find kids we could take in and adopt, when there were clearly children in need.
A few weeks ago, during some particularly difficult days, I was reminded so much of God's faithfulness. I spent a lot of time thinking about that, and what it meant in my life. On Thursday, April 7th, I literally had just finished this post on God's faithfulness, when the phone rang.
Moments after deciding that I wanted to constantly thank God for his continuing faithfulness, no matter my circumstances, I answered the phone to hear the voice of a social worker.
"We have a little boy who needs a home," she said.
I instantly teared up.
She told me more of his story. "He is one of the sweetest boys you will ever meet," she said. "He's just such a great kid."
Once again, God's timing was perfect. And, I think I needed to trust Him more before I was ready for this blessing.
We have spent two weekends with him now, and let me tell you: I have lost my heart. Completely. When he leaves our house, it suddenly feels empty. He brings such joy to our hearts.
Thank you to everyone who has been praying for us - please keep praying! We will have a lot of things to work through as we transition him to our home. Please pray that the transition will be as smooth as possible, and that God would give us the wisdom we need to best parent this precious child.
The morning we got the call, I called Dave and was so excited I could barely talk, so he asked me, "What's his name?"
"Isaac," I said, somewhat breathless from excitement.
"How fitting," he said. "In the Bible, Isaac was the child of promise."