HurriedPatience

If you are a follower of my blog, you may remember a little posty poo I wrote back in April titled, " Life: Adoption, Foster Care and Us " (if not check it out) which was the first time I was sharing publicly that I was okay if we never had biological children and a peek into my giant bleeding heart for foster and adoption. Well little did I know that only one month later I would be sitting in a doctor's office being told, " Congratulations, no antibiotics for you- you are pregnant. Ecclesiastes 3:1, "There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens." Why do I ever think I know what God is planning and timing is for my life? God continues to remind this planner obsessed girl that His clock knows better than mine. I have had to lean on that more than anything 8 months after that blog. My husband and I are still praying/seeking/interviewing for guidance on where God has laid out for us next in ministry, and currently will ...

I was in middle school attending a party of sorts at my friend Olivia's house, but this story has nothing to do with her. I had met her brother Colin ( who looked different than Olivia) before but it had not clicked to me that they were not a mixed family household like mine (Dad from England, stepmom and stepbrother from Mexico, stepsister half Mexican and blonde hair blue eyed me).  My Siblings and Me Incognito I lived in a bubble where I had not had much interaction or talk about the word adoption other than the Summer Camp and Christian concert pleas to adopt a child monthly(which after this moment I had to drag myself away from each time because I wanted to adopt all the kids but didn't have income of my own at 14 ). That night my eyes, heart and mind were blown open to the world of adoption. I do not completely remember the details of the night, other than walking away with the desire and passion for adoption. In the same explosion of the heart, I felt like I w...