I am sitting in a spic and span, completely clean house - and I'm praying it will last until Saturday! A girl can hope, right? Saturday morning is our first home study visit. The representative from our adoption agency that we'll be working with is coming over to meet us. For the first time. Today was my only day to clean, so I had no choice! I've been told by a friend who has worked with this agency before that they will not be going through all my closets and cupboards. Articles online have told me that she will not take a white glove to all the surfaces in my home. But still. . . I needed to clean. I certainly don't want her to think I don't take this seriously or that it's not important to me. I resisted the urge to clean out our closets and scrub every nook and cranny. However, I did consider scrubbing the plastic mat that our boots sit on. :)
Shifting gears entirely, I have to write about what happened the rest of that Sunday morning in November. God is just too good not to share! At the end of the service we were given a chance to respond to what we heard from the front. Were our hearts opened? Did we acknowledge that God has a part for each of us to play in taking care of the orphaned? I went forward and got down on my knees before God and cried out to Him. Would He allow US - me - to take His light to the dark places? I sat and cried, praying over the precious little ones who need to know that they have a Creator who loves them with all He is. I asked God to show us what He would have us do and then give us the resources to do it.
Within 2 hours - I was given two $50 gift cards, 2 job offers (temporary ones), and $80 secretly slipped into my purse. I'd say God answered.
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