It's a . . . WHAT?!?

When we began this journey, we both said we would adopt a girl. We had chosen a girl because of Ind*as staggering and ever changing rates on child trafficking and the number of young girls involved in the "red light district" business. We felt if we rescued ONE, that would be one less that the enemy could use in a horrible lifestyle.

And then I wrote this post. And we began a journey that can only be planned by Christ.

The following will be a list of things that have stood out in our minds over the course of a very short to us time, which leads us to where I am going with this glaze your eyes over post, but I am begging praying that you will read to the end.

*FOR YEARS we have had friends who worked with agencies who have sent us emails with precious children's faces from all around the world and other than that little indian girl who captured my heart years ago NONE have made me long for them, they made me pray harder for their future and their home and that when the time was right the Lord would show us....I even confess to searching T.A.R.E. for children that maybe God would somehow let me know if that was our child. :)

*In January some sweet and amazing friends family came for a week of laughter, sillyness, political "discussions" and how to solve the worlds problems in five days. With them they brought their totally cool and awesome sons size 5 and 6 wardrobe. I was GRATEFUL, but on the inside I was selfish! "Where will I store these for the next 3-4 years until Hunter can wear them? is what I said on the inside" SELFISH, I tell ya! Oh, how I am a terribly ungrateful friend! I tucked the clothes away and never gave them another thought.

*All summer long we spent looking for bunk beds for the girls room, we started hunting even harder once we moved (hey, one less thing to move we thought) and our search kept coming up empty. A few weeks ago I searched psycho'slist and found some really awesome looking bunkbeds but they were far to manly for a girls room. I shot the owner an email and she replied back offering them to me at a significantly lower than listed price. REJOICED for this awesome find! Then we realized, crud the boy needs a mattress (he has been on a full size bed until now). But wait, SHAZAM a city down the road's groupon was for Mattress firm! Holy smokes, God you are blessing us with some awesome finds! THANK YOU, THANK YOU LORD!

We were so grateful, Hunter loves his bunk beds with built in desk and dresser, but we continued the hunt for some girly ones for the girls room.

(get up and stretch your legs, it is about to get good!)

From about mid-week of the first week of August I was awaken every. night. with dreams/visions of a little boy. He had dark hair, dark skin, dark eyes, and the whitest teeth you have ever seen. e.v.e.r.y. n.i.g.h.t. This beautiful little boy had a name. I told my husband about it, and we both felt it was the Lord telling us we had a little African American boy here (via foster care or maybe answering Willows prayer that one day we adopt from Africa) that HE had set aside for our family. His face started coming to me during the day as well, I literally could see his entire face. I felt crazy, nothing like this had ever happened to me before. So with that craziness I kept asking God for clarity on what this meant.

Then I put all our business on facebook and wrote that post about how we knew God was going to knock our socks off....

Someone sent me a private email offering someone else's info who was adopting from India as well. I shot this other person an email with a link to this blog (gasp, someone would know what I am writing now!)and introduced myself and told her since there were so few of us adopting from India I thought it was a HUGE blessing to be able to follow someone elses journey.

She emailed me back and said these words "I know of an incredible 5 year old boy who would be a great son!"

Son. Huh. 5 years old. Huh ( This post talks about how one of us felt led to a 5-6 year old. ) I replied with something and went and spoke to my husband.

We sat in the office and chatted about all sorts of things. Every hair on my body stood straight up and I glanced at the computer to see that this woman had replied. I clicked on her email, and there in front of my face was the VERY SAME BOY that the Lord had sent to me in my dreams for weeks! E.X.A.C.T.L.Y I could not hold back the tears, what in the world does this mean Lord? I sobbed. We sat confused, full of questions, and prayed. We filled Heaven with prayers asking for wisdom and guidence...and cried some more.

If you don't believe the Lord can move in amazing ways, you better not read the next post because I can guarantee you, you may be forced to admit that this world is not Mother Earth and that we did not just all get here by happenstance!

Part two can be found here.