Stepping Blindly

We submitted out adoption application.

And I don't know how to feel right now.

I am not excited.

It is a long and uncertain journey on which we are embarking.

I am not nervous.

God has shown me too many times that NOTHING is impossible for Him.

I am not feeling anything -- which is for me, a very strange way to be.

Or, maybe, it's because I feel perfectly content with however God wants to lead us.


One year ago, I knew exactly where we were going.

We were going to adopt the four children we had hosted from Latvia ...

And live happily ever after.

Duh!

But then they said no.

Simple.

N-O.

Our cart of dreams came to a screeching halt.

We disembarked in some strange new place we'd never visited before and, after stumbling around in a fog for awhile, discovered one stepping stone at a time leading us to yet another unknown destination.

The fog still swirls about our feet, and we sometimes teeter uncertainly on our single step, not knowing where or when the next step will appear. But there are also moments of breathtaking beauty when we catch glimpses of the intricately detailed work God is doing in our hearts and for our situation.

We don't know where this new road is going.

We only know we must follow ... and trust.

One.

Step.

At.

A.

Time.