In the time we’ve been home, I have questioned everything I thought I knew. My faith has been shaken to its core. Stripped to the very raw truth that I am not in control. I have one job…to believe. To believe what He says He will do, who He is, & how He loves.

The decision we both had in our hearts to adopt came from Him.

The children we would choose to go after…Him.

Grant money & donations…all Him although I would say this is a perfect example of learning the faith walk. I had to complete the applications and search them out. The Bible works the same way. Some grants we got immediately, some exactly when we needed, and others were a promise for post-process.

I have received promises from the word the same way. Some I’m still waiting for but know they are coming.

These children are an answer to a promise God put in my heart 40 years ago. I was born with the promise. These have always been my children. I just didn’t know it until 2 years ago.

Hang on to your promise. Don’t lose hope. That is the essence of faith…things hoped for.

I understand when things are so hard that you can’t breathe. Those times when you can gain or lose 30lbs because food and coffee is your comfort.

Don’t give up.

Things change.

Pray.

Breathe.

Stop fighting & let Him be in control.

Definitely don’t forget the coffee!