"Little ones to Him belong, they are weak but He is strong!"
In the last few days, I have been confronted by a vision of something that has been more than a little unpleasant.
It was a picture of weakness.
It was a picture of myself.
Weakness is not something I like very much. It sort of makes me scrunch up my nose in disgust, and give a little shudder, for, you see, I like to believe I am capable of doing most things on my own.
But, of late, my Savior has been revealing to me that I am not capable. I'm not even able to live for Him on my own.
I am completely, absolutely, entirely incapable.
But, He has also been showing me something very, very beautiful ~ in Him, in His strength, I am able. In Him, I am able to pray and see my God do crazy, impossible things. But only in Him.
I've been waiting for the past four days for my little mountain to move ~ for things with our home study to get started. I know, I know, four days isn't very long to wait, but when you're as excited as we are about bringing our baby home, four days can seem like a lifetime to wait. In those four days, I've been reminded again and again that I must allow Him to open the doors. I must allow Him to do the work.
God has done some pretty incredible things the last few days ~ from providing for us to share a special time with friends, to steady jewelry sales, to bringing unexpected money for our adoption fund. God is and has been so so good to us.
Yet, the answer to our prayers had not yet come. Until today. Today I sensed in my spirit that my God was saying "Today's the day." And it was. And let me tell you, not even seventeen pages of paperwork can dim my excitement at this answered prayer.
All glory to His name!
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