Who Knows?

I rested. Then I woke up. In a lot of ways.

I've been reading a lot and writing less. And I've taken a break from fiction after reading This Present Darkness. Back to my favorite books. Non-fiction. I've got a ton. Particurarly a mountain of John Piper books (love his work). George and I are reading Future Grace together and working our way from the front of the bible to the back. This will be the second time for me. How do I forget so much?

I should read the Bible more often. That's what I've learned. Scripture wouldn't be so hard to remember if I constantly immersed myself in His word. Lord, through Your grace may I be disciplined and thirsty for Your word.

Aside from all that reading and rest, George and I have decided to stop talking so much about the passions God has given us and live them.

Instead of sitting around and waiting for "the right time," we've decided to pursue missionary work and adoption.

Now, what does that mean? Are we going to adopt right away and be in Africa (or wherever) tomorrow?

No.

We're simply moving forward instead of waiting for a sign. We're opening the door and allowing God to lead us through it in His timing.

We're moving forward with the missionary development program at church. And adoption? Our first steps are to, well, get our car back and perhaps find somewhere to live where we will have more space. We're praying that God will lead us and provide for us so that we can care for an orphan.

Who knows where these steps will take us. Maybe we will end up in another country, maybe we'll stay right here. Maybe we'll be able to adopt an orphan soon, maybe not. Who knows -- maybe we'll be in Switzerland by December with four kids.

There is one who knows. And our lives are in His hands.