Life Unexpected

Today is a monumental day. We have offically been a waiting family for one full year. Last year at this very time we were celebrating finalizing our Dossier and sumbitting it to our agency. We met my parents for lunch and celebrated...and then we waited...and waited...and waited...and yes, we are still waiting. While we haven't had the privilege of celebrating getting a referral yet, we felt like we deserved to celebrate making it through an offical year of waiting without emotionally falling too much apart (you all that are in the adoption process know exactly what we mean!). Nate decided we should go skiing (we have a season night pass) and then out to dinner, and then he even talked me into Starbucks (which isn't very hard). When we got to the ski slopes, we took a few runs, and then decided to venture over to one of the black trails. Two years ago, Nate had fallen on that trail and slid rather fast on his butt, with his skis in the air. I was just about to yell to hi

Well, we have been back from Christmas Vacation and a Mission Trip to Honduras and we have still heard NOTHING. It seems like every week we have several people ask how the adoption process is and if we have heard anything yet. Our response..."Nope! We are still waiting." These days I find myself longing for a new answer. At the same time, I realize and keep reminding myself daily, God's plan is far greater and far better than anything Nate and I could ever imagine. With all this waiting, I imagine it to be a pretty outstanding plan! I had the opportunity to sing with our worship team this past Sunday and we sang a song that really spoke to me, called "Made Me Glad," by Hillsong. Here are the lyrics... I will bless the Lord forever And I will trust Him at all times He has delivered me from all fear And he has set my feet upon a rock And I will not be moved And I'll say of the Lord.... You are my shield My strength My portion Deliverer My shelter Strong

It's been only 7 days and I miss Honduras like crazy. Last Saturday morning, at 2am, we returned from an amazing missions trip to Honduras. This was my fifth time in the past two years going to Honduras. I can't seem to get enough of it! if I could describe it...well it is just indescribable. Honduras does something to my heart. Before I left, I was really struggling to find joy over the Christmas season. I think with the disappointment of not getting a "Christmas Miracle Referral," I just didn't have a lot in me to give. I even second guessed my decision to go on the trip. But the second we landed at the airport in San Pedro Sula, I took one deep breath of Honduran air and I was reminded just how full my heart gets on Honduran soil. We were greeted at the airport by one of our favorite missionaries, Mr. Bob (don't worry Amy and Tom...if you are reading...you are the other favorite missionaries!), who is this missionary who has a contagious passion a