Just wondering, because I’m about to use it again. Just like I overuse commas. So… on to the blessing. Last night Calvin and I met with our Pastor of Volunteers/Adoption. I know what you’re thinking, who has a Pastor of Volunteers?? Long Hollow Baptist Church ladies and gentlemen. Pretty awesome. Any way, we met with Rob and it was so reassuring to find out that our church offers us some pretty amazing services when it comes to adoption. They have access to a lot of information that will be abundantly helpful as we are preparing to welcome our next child. They will help us go through all of our paperwork with a fine tooth comb, so as to ensure we don’t get stuck in Ethiopia or some other potential disaster. And on top of those wonderful things they have paired us with a family who has completed an international adoption… mentors! My anxieties are eased. However, if you know me very well you would say “what anxieties?” True, true. I tend to leap before looking. Perhaps a little anxiety is a good thing. If we don’t prepare for potential problems we won’t know how to handle them when the inevitably arise. So thank you Lord for Long Hollow and their commitment to adoption. Thank you for your provisions!
Side Note: Rob gave me a bracelet (live strong style) that reads: “Share the Joy of Adoption” and I snatched it out of his hand like a two-year-old and slid it onto my wrist all the while admiring it like it was encrusted with diamonds. Yes, I would say I’m in the romantic stage.