Sometimes fear seeps into my heart like a drink spilled on the carpet. So many questions about the hard road ahead. Fear. Worry.
It's not safe is it? Adopting. It's not safe. It's not safe for me, for my family.
Then I read things like this:
Christians and Adoption
Advocacy
James 127 and the Church
Is the Orphan My Neighbor?
and I remember: I'm not called to safe. No way.
He defended the cause of the poor and needy,
and so all went well.
Is that not what it means to know me?"
declares the LORD.
4 comments:
It is not safe. I am wishing your children home before too much more time passes.
You are one of the bravest women I know. I've thought that for a long time. Thank you for sharing this journey and being transparent about your fears but still pressing on--that's true bravery. Our family is still praying every day. Love you, friend.
When I read your post all I could think of is "by his wounds we are healed" and I can't figure out why I thought of that. I just looked it up and found 1 Peter 2:24. I'm still not sure how it all fits....
Anyway. We are so on your guyses team.
Anna
Thanks friends for your words of encouragement!
Jeana - I don't feel brave . . .just trying to be obedient even though it hurts. Thank you for praying - can't wait until our prayers are answered and so grateful you've been a part of it all!!!
Anna - thanks for being our teammate - means more than you know. I'll think on 1 pe 2.24 and see what He says :)
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