I didn't even know I had been waiting in line for the ride.
Well, maybe I did.
I guess I have been hoping to have this blessing fall from the heavens without taking the ride. We have rode before and it is not always tummy tickling. You see, this particular ride started at 10 am on Friday morning... I checked my email. It read something like this...
"AA girl born yesterday. Healthy. Mother can not parent at this time. Father left Mother when he found out she was pregnant. Mother would like a open adoption with letters and email updates. Please contact us if you are interested in this situation."
The "open adoption" should have been the clue... We are not open to an open adoption...But, the clacking on the cart on the tracks had already started... Click Clack Click Clack... Up my heart soared with the idea... A baby girl... Up Up Up it went. You can't just turn around once the train has started. You have to see it through.
We had not heard from this agency for almost 18 months. They did send us a situation last week. Not one that interested us. We had pretty much written them off... I guess our profile had resurfaced and the were hoping to help us out with a match.
My Marc-a-Roni, he is more careful. He only rides the rides he chooses. Me? I cant keep off them. I seem to hop right on and pull down the lap bar. I don't even glance back...
Of course we were not chosen to parent this baby girl... I'm sure her birth mother chose the perfect mom and dad for her. The mom and dad our Heavenly Father had in mind. It seem to work out that way... little spirits making it into the family God has chosen for them. I was just hoping it was us.
For a short time we were quite specific in the wants of our heart. We wanted a African American baby GIRL. But who were WE to ask for that? If we had stated that with our Noah... We would not have him. And OHHHH what a blessing this sweet boy is. I sure wouldn't want to miss out on another child because I was stubborn with the desires of my heart. I knew the moment I saw him he had made it to his earthy "home."
We had not heard from this agency for almost 18 months. They did send us a situation last week. Not one that interested us. We had pretty much written them off... I guess our profile had resurfaced and the were hoping to help us out with a match.
My Marc-a-Roni, he is more careful. He only rides the rides he chooses. Me? I cant keep off them. I seem to hop right on and pull down the lap bar. I don't even glance back...
Of course we were not chosen to parent this baby girl... I'm sure her birth mother chose the perfect mom and dad for her. The mom and dad our Heavenly Father had in mind. It seem to work out that way... little spirits making it into the family God has chosen for them. I was just hoping it was us.
For a short time we were quite specific in the wants of our heart. We wanted a African American baby GIRL. But who were WE to ask for that? If we had stated that with our Noah... We would not have him. And OHHHH what a blessing this sweet boy is. I sure wouldn't want to miss out on another child because I was stubborn with the desires of my heart. I knew the moment I saw him he had made it to his earthy "home."
Maybe Friday was my {wake up} call. Maybe our Heavenly Father was reminding me to enjoy my ride. To be open to every situation. Show our commitment maybe... It doesn't really matter if the baby is dressed in PINK or BLUE... What matters is that once again Our Heavenly Father has made sure the RIGHT spirit has found the right earthly family.
While Blog Strolling I found a PINK DOLPHIN. Isn't it pretty?
Jordie Girl was so surprised to find a PINK PRAYING MANTIS in her latest issue of Ranger Rick. As yucky as I think Praying Mantis's are... I would not mind having this beauty in my garden.
I am tickled PINK just at the site of my favorite Petunia Pickle Bottom Diaper Bag. If I could justify the price I would have one for my very own.
Just the other day my Wise Father reminded me that sometimes Heavenly Father gives us the desires of our heart... My desires are two fold.
First... I would be so grateful to be a mother to another child.
Second... It sure would be neat if she wore Pink!
If I were blessed with just my first desire I would be thrilled over the moon!
If I were blessed with just my first desire I would be thrilled over the moon!
7 comments:
I love your attitude. You are very inspiring to me.
I understand totally. About a year after we adopted Taylor I had the feeling that there was another baby out there.
Since we had adopted our last, I startef looking into (seriously) adopting our African Princess....from Liberia. About a month later I found out I was pregnant. It ended up being a boy.
Now we know that you never say never, and you take what you are given...he knows what is best.
Ohh man!! Sometimes it is so hard to just enjoy the ride!
loved the roller coaster analogy. May the Lord grant the desires of your heart in the most precise moment.
Kiera, It's wonderful to know that there are mother's out there like you. I can see a little pink bow baby coming your way...smile,pray,
lv.
Wow, I admire you courage and strength to get back on...but if at the end of the ride is something as sweet as Noah...I would ride again any day. Good luck.
I know that your roller coaster ride will end in exactly the right color - I can't wait to see which color that is!!
Ummm...thank you for making me fall in love with the best diaper bag ever. It speaks to me and unfortunately after a little googling, I have discovered that my hubby would not speak to me if I was to buy this gorgeous masterpiece. What is a girl to do.
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