At Long Last...

It is no secret to anyone who knows us that we have spent the last 4 years waiting. Oh...don't get me wrong...we have been plenty busy during these 4 years, but in the midst of our busy-ness we have been waiting.



We have celebrated a child graduating from high school and another graduating from college. We have seen one child go from a shy pre-schooler to a confident 2nd grader and we have watched a young swimmer become a district champion. We have added a sassy kitten and a crazy yellow lab puppy. All of this has happened while we were waiting.



Along the way we had moments of frustration, moments of anger, and more than a few moments of despair. We have doubted the process, but we have never once doubted our God who called us to this adoption journey. Our confidence that we were being obedient is what sustained us.



So now...4 years later we will show you the result of our wait, the face that we saw when we knew it was right and we knew that His ways are higher than our ways...we knew that really...it's all out of our hands.

Meredeth Meishi...referral pic.

Ballerina Dreams

I got to share in a part of a dream last Saturday night. Lindsay was dancing at the Winspear Theater in Dallas. It is a beautiful theater. She was dancing Seranade...a beautiful ballet. It was all breathtaking, really.

Like so many little girls. Lindsay started ballet before her 4th birthday. She wore a baggy leotard and had her hair in pigtails. We had a lot to learn about ballet etiquette. What began in that little studio in Vermont grew to something none of us expected. Many of us have things that we enjoy doing. Some would even say we love our activities. For Lindsay we have watched her love of ballet grow to so much more than that.

For her, dancing is as essential as breathing. For her the beauty of ballet is exhilarating and can also bring her to tears. She cannot imagine her life without it. I can't imagine her life apart from it. I drove her to that first ballet class all those years ago where she would discover the gift of dance that God had for her. We really never expected that this would grow from something fun to something she loved to a true passion. I love seeing God's plan for her life unfolding. Because really after I drove her to that first class it was all out of my hands.

Starting Out

The more I run this race called life the more I plot, the more I scheme, the more I plan...I learn that I am a participant in the race, not for my place on the podium. Not for my personal glory, but really only for the glory of One. So as we continue our training we figured we would bring anyone along for the ride that cares to peek in.

I am sure what we share won't always be pretty, or funny, or interesting, but it will always be from the heart. The race we are training for right now has been a test of our patience, our willingness to be obedient, and our desire to be the family we are called to be. This race will be leading us to China for a second time. We covet your prayes as we continue on, because this journey will not be for the faint of heart.

Isaiah 41:10 says, "So do not fear for I am with you, do not be dismayed for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hnd." That is good news! We are thankful for hands we can trust, because the truth is..it's all out of my hands.