Headed to Atlanta? For real?

I followed it via USPS.com from Indiana to Atlanta to Memphis and then back to Atlanta again...And I am thrilled to say, thanks to my new best friend Doug, an exceptionally helpful postal worker in Georgia, our dossier is safe.  After 12 days of it MIA, it is now in the hands of our awesome friends, Joe & Kelly, who retrieved it from Doug this afternoon. Tomorrow we will be reunited with it before we take it to the Honduran consulate in Atlanta on Thursday. We will receive  one more document and mail it to Honduras! Finally! After almost 6 months...After work today I ran to my doctor's office to get copies of blood tests (which our lawyer told our agency we needed yesterday), the hospital to get the boys' and David made a trip to his doctor. It is going to be such a relief to have that thing on its way to Honduras. Of course we know that once it is reviewed there additional documents will be requested...but still, for us this will be huge.

Control

This summer I have been (slowly) doing a bible study called "No Other Gods" by Kelly Minter. I have identified two of my "gods"- comfort and control. I feel God using this adoption to teach me...over and over and over...that I am not in control. He is. I know it in my mind, but I feel so much better when I think it's me. Nothing has been easy about this whole process. The little things- the things no one else seems to have a problem with- have smacked me down. Our dossier seems to be lost somewhere between Indiana and Georgia and I can't talk to a single person who can help me today. So very frustrating. But God knows. I know He has a plan. And I know she will be worth it.

On Sunday our Life Group worked at the Ronald McDonald House in Nashville. It was wonderful. Those families know who is in control. While some cooked breakfast others cleaned, dumped pull tabs into big containers and prayed over rooms the families stayed in. David and a few others "worked the room." Not a natural tendency for David, but that's probably why God gave him the opportunity. He shared communion with one man and listened to several others share their stories. A man from Kentucky was visiting his brother's child and staying at the RMH for the weekend. He & David began to talk- he and his wife had recently adopted their daughter from China. Before we left, the man (we didn't even get his name) came into the living room and handed David some money...for our daughter. It brought tears to our eyes and immediately humbled me. We cannot outgive God. We spent a morning trying to show His love to hurting families and He turned right around and showed His love in such a beautiful way.  I'll never forget it.