If you are looking for a perky, happy, make you feel good post, I would advise you to stop reading and go find some pictures of kittens. Here's a fat cat for your viewing pleasure before you close this web page (the day Sherman got stuck under the bed and Brandon stopped for a picture before getting him out- my favorite):
When this blog was started, the purpose was to document this journey through the DHR adoption/foster care process. I wanted to be able to go back and read everything once the process is complete and we have our happy little family the way I'd planned it all along. I prefer to share the highs, but I think part of that is to show the lows too. At the risk of being transparent and vulnerable, here goes... Today I feel absolutely defeated and hopeless. Before you scroll down to comment, I know for certain that there is an abundance of hope in Jesus, and that's where my strength comes from. I am not doubting this at all; I just am having a little pity
moment (not even a party) and I will get over it. It just seems like this is never going to happen. And I do thank God for the friends and family who will sit and listen and let me vent without preaching to me. That is a form of ministering to people and it is so important. Encouragement- yes; showing me the fault in my current theology- no, please, just no. Not right now.
I just read an incredible blog post by an incredible young woman. She was able to put into words what I couldn't even put into thoughts. The blog is called
Forming the Pearl and I would encourage you to go read it. She has some awesome words of encouragement and help for this
moment that I needed to read (and put into practice). The particular blog post is called "In the Meantime."
Another reason for being so transparent is so that the two people who read this blog (thanks Mama and Margaret!) will know better how to pray for me and Brandon. I never get tired of hearing people tell me they are praying for us! The LIFE Group lesson this Sunday is on prayer and it's a good one. I call it a "toe-stomper" because it didn't just step on my toes, it stomped on them! That explanation is for all of the engineers out there. ;) Oh I'm just kidding... sort of.
Ok, I have to end on a positive note, so here is another picture of Sherman. He was so glad to see us when we came back from the beach. I was just glad he didn't leave us any presents...
And some more from the beach...
Matching converse!
The whole group at the Back Porch.
Fun times. I want to go back right now.
You're welcome.
Attempting a selfie.
Me with my love.
And group shot on the last day after all of our football teams lost.