He heals the broken-hearted

'The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit' Psalm 34:18. 

 

Turns out, Amazing Grace adoptions is not for us. Simply put, we can not afford it ($25,000+) . We have been looking at other agencies these past few weeks, and feel crushed by it all again. 

The good news is we have hope and trust that God will provide a way. Think about what He has done for his people, saved them from a flood, from slavery in Egypt, from a giant, provided them a promised land, and then sent his son to earth to die so we might be free. 

I trust you Lord, and know you will provide for us! 

hope for the hopeful

So these past two weeks (really a lot longer than that) have been hard.  Not only that we can't have our own children, to which the doctors just stare at us in bafflement, but then we found out that we are not eligible to foster or adopt from the state.  Pretty much my reaction was, wait what??!!?? How are we not eligible? Two parents, financially stable, supportive home-life, and we are not eligible.
After many tears and a LOT of angry words, we have moved on.

I spoke with Amazing Grace Adoptions today, a small agency here in Raleigh that only adopt out to Christian families...and they gave me hope! We are eligible as long as we love the Lord and are willing to have a stay-at-home parent. Done!!

So, as we get more information I will happily share it, but I just wanted to rejoice, that our God has heard our plea and provided the perfect agency for us to work with!

am I even the blogging type?

The words, Hannah's hope, keep swirling around in my head. I sit in church, I open my Bible, and immediately I turn, I am drawn to 1st Samuel. Oh, to have the faith of Hannah. The hope of Hannah. Why don't I? Don't I believe that my God will bless me? Don't I trust that He has a greater plan for me?
Psalm 66:20 says, 'Praise be to God, who has not rejected my prayer or withheld his love from me!' YES!! This is true! He has not rejected my prayer, he has shown me the most amazing love of all! He sent his son, his ONLY son, to die. For me. 
I find myself crying into my pillow every night because I am unable to have more children.  The joy that having my sweet girl, my baby Grace, is indescribable. I crave more of this joy, dream of filling my house with little children. Yet, God had one son, and sent him to die. He knew what would happen, and did it anyway, because he loved me. 
How can I lay in bed and cry any longer? How can I not jump out of bed, wanting to shout praise and dance in my room?
So, this blog will be my outlet, my way to praise and shout, as well as cry for help to the one God who loves me enough to do what is best for me, even if it brings Him pain.