These past few months have been a whirlwind of activity at the Casa …
- new job
- Sweet Husband graduated with his Master’s
- accepted to seminary
- we’re adopting
Let’s take a moment to absorb that last bullet, shall we?
Sweet Husband and I are going to be parents. Of a sibling group. We promised not to limit God and so however many He gives us, we’ll take and call our own. We’ve found a group we’d like to be considered for. So we keep praying.
I’ve been asked if I’m ready for this. Is anyone ever ready to be a parent? My consistent response?
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”
I am so impressed with how Sweet Husband is leading us through the process. He’s so ready to be a father and he’s not wanting to wait any longer than is necessary.
My Quiet Times this past month have been all about getting off my keister and sharing my story. My story of how good our God has been to me: of the incredible grace He’s bestowed on me and Sweet Husband, of how much He truly loves us and has choreographed each divine encounter through both my life and this adoption journey.
And so, here I am, reading Sweet Husband’s sent-just-now text:
He doesn’t know how much these 8 words mean to me … but God does.
Now that is amazing Grace.