This past week has been quite the emotional roller coaster. A week ago, I spent almost the entire day thinking about our first baby. We would have known by now if they were a boy or a girl. I could have started decorating the nursery by now. But, God had other plans. As much as I was missing our first baby, last week was filled with excitement too. We officially submitted our application to adopt a baby! We could not be more excited!! It is a really awesome experience to know that we have so much to look forward to, and we are so eager for God to surprise us with His plan for our lives!
Without boring you with the details, we ran into a bump in the road a couple days ago. We received a phone call that we thought was going to put our adoption process on hold. We prayed for God to reveal to us His plan through all of this. We prayed that if we did move forward, that the Lord would provide financially for this adoption, in ways we never dreamed of. We also prayed that if this was God's way of having us hold off, that we would feel a peace about our decision either way. Somehow, in the middle of this anxious waiting, I started reading Romans 8. This is probably one of the chapters in the Bible that I've read the most throughout my life, but sometimes, the Lord reveals new things in His word that pertain to whatever situation you are going through.
I read the entire chapter, but I was completely hung up on verse 15. I could not get it out of my head.
For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, "Abba! Father!"
Just like we want our adopted child one day to love us, and trust us; God wants me to trust Him! He has adopted me! I have absolutely no reason to be afraid, to live in a spirit of fear. I have the greatest adopted Father there is!
We spent two full days praying about this bump in the road, praying that God would take away our fear and anxiety. Praying that He would show us clearly what our next step should be. As we were laying in bed last night praying, I got a text, at 10:16pm. Not only did God answer our prayer, but He made it abundantly clear that we are moving in the right direction! The bump is gone!
That's not to say there wont be other bumps in the road. I am confident that this is not the last one we will experience. But more so, I am confident that I can cry out, "Abba! Father!" and one way or another, my adopted Father is going to make His plan evident in my life!
We are praying every day that we get to experience the joy of adoption and pregnancy! We cannot wait to see what God has in store for us!! We love you!