I thought it would be a while before we started our next adoption.
I thought our next child would be from Ethiopia.
I thought we would use our previous and familiar agency.
I thought we would adopt a child with a correctable or at least manageable special need like HIV.
I thought I was prepared to say yes to almost anything.
I thought an addition of another child would not significantly alter our comfortable lives.
I thought we would end up joining my sister’s family in Ethiopia someday.
I thought my child would have to fit in that box.
I know that our lives will never be the same.
I know that is a good thing.
I know that my life is not my own.
I know that our little girl is an incredible gift and we are amazingly blessed!
I know that I cannot wait to bring our daughter home and to give her the opportunity to become all that God has created her to be.
I know that God continually amazes me by giving hope at the right times, alleviating fears, and connecting us to people.
I know that even though my plans have all come crashing down, I can rejoice in the new direction our life has taken because God is writing this story and His plans are infinitely better than I could ever imagine.
Many are the plans in a man’s heart,
but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.