I'm back. I needed to hit the brakes and take some time to reflect on all I have discovered since I opened this new book titled:
"I had a goal to adopt but it turned into an eyeopening education on so much injustice in this world but don't worry you will meet amazing and inspirational people along the way and you now have an opportunity to join an army of dedicated and passionate people who are fighting for those without voices".
It's a great book - I'm only in chapter 2 though. But I'm back. Here, on these 'pages', I will record my adoption journey as well as my life journey into the world outside my own previously sheltered existence.
I've shed many tears over the past few months. I put my head down and wept. A few times, I curled into the fetal position and sobbed, asking my God WHY there was such injustice in the world. I've been in conversation with God and I've even shouted at him in anger. That's ok though, because He knows my heart even better than I do, and he can take a punch now and then. I've also learned that God has a sense of humor. When I'm done with my temper tantrums, complete with fist shaking up at the heavens, I inevitably find myself in the middle of an epiphany, with God just standing off in the corner with a lop-sided smile on His knowing face, arms crossed as if saying "I TOLD you to trust me".
Well, that's how I imagine it anyway.
So here I am, refreshed and renewed (more or less). I'm a bit battle worn and shaky as I prepare to take hold of the reigns He has trusted me with. This is gonna be some ride!
"I had a goal to adopt but it turned into an eyeopening education on so much injustice in this world but don't worry you will meet amazing and inspirational people along the way and you now have an opportunity to join an army of dedicated and passionate people who are fighting for those without voices".
It's a great book - I'm only in chapter 2 though. But I'm back. Here, on these 'pages', I will record my adoption journey as well as my life journey into the world outside my own previously sheltered existence.
I've shed many tears over the past few months. I put my head down and wept. A few times, I curled into the fetal position and sobbed, asking my God WHY there was such injustice in the world. I've been in conversation with God and I've even shouted at him in anger. That's ok though, because He knows my heart even better than I do, and he can take a punch now and then. I've also learned that God has a sense of humor. When I'm done with my temper tantrums, complete with fist shaking up at the heavens, I inevitably find myself in the middle of an epiphany, with God just standing off in the corner with a lop-sided smile on His knowing face, arms crossed as if saying "I TOLD you to trust me".
Well, that's how I imagine it anyway.
So here I am, refreshed and renewed (more or less). I'm a bit battle worn and shaky as I prepare to take hold of the reigns He has trusted me with. This is gonna be some ride!
