I dream about the moment they lay a baby in my arms. Not because it’s never happened before, but because I know in my heart that there is one more. I have known it for a long time.
Right now I see a mountain of fees in front of us, though. If my faith is big enough to know that there is one more member of our family out there, why isn’t it big enough to believe that God will provide the money?
My friend, Amy, told me that $40,000 isn’t that much. “God can do that.”
My sister-in-law said, “$40,000 is nothing to God.”
My friend, Sarah, said, “I just feel like it’s gonna happen.”
And my friend, Kirsten, texted me this message:
“He owns the cattle on a thousand hills, remember? You just have to keep taking one step at a time. You got this! And if your feet get tired……I’ll give ya a piggy back ride. 😘”
Hudson told me this morning that he dreamed he was holding his new baby. He smiled and held his arms out in front of him the way he would cradle a baby when he told me.
All of these things reassure me that we are making the right decision. Jason and I have noticed so many little ways that our family has been blessed since the day we said “yes” to this adoption.
We had our introductory home study video call this morning. It went smoothly and reminded us of all that was involved in the first adoption. We have raised enough to pay for the home study, which we will hopefully complete in a couple of months. There is a stack of paperwork to complete, physical exams to schedule, fingerprints to record, and documents to dig out. Then we need to pay the $8000 fee to the adoption agency to start the actual adoption process.
In the meantime, I am playing with the idea of publishing a book about our first adoption to help raise funds. I have wanted to write a book since I was a little girl.
Is it possible that two of my dreams could come true at the same time?