December 22, 2010
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Stirred
My soul is stirred tonight. I feel the presence of my Lord moving within me. I listened to a good friend tonight talk about the decision she made to say yes to something that God laid on her heart. It was something that did not makes sense in the natural, yet everything within her spirit told her that it was the right thing to do. I told her how very excited that made me. This is what Christianity is. It is making a decision to live by God’s standards and not the world’s. Its a decision to be okay with being thought of as a little crazy by everyone else if it means that God knows that your heart is His and His alone.
A friend of mine just got a steam cleaner for her tile floors. She raved to me about it and told me that I really needed to get one. I told Blake about it on the way here yesterday. Then I sat there and thought about how really great it would be if I were to get one. I greatly dislike mopping my tile floors. My whole downstairs is tile floor, and I am always sweaty and breathing hard afterward because its such hard work. I dread it every week. It would be so nice, especially after our baby is here, to be able to eliminate that chore. I didn’t pray for it, but God knew my thoughts anyway. This morning my mother-in-law said, “Have you ever seen those steam tile floor cleaners?” “Yes,” I answered. She said, “Well I just got a free one, but I already have one so I put the new one in there by your bed for you to take home.” I am grateful to my mother-in-law, and my heart fell a little more in love with my God. It was as if He embraced me and said, “See, daughter? See how special you are to me?”
Tonight as I was brushing my teeth I was pondering the amount of time I spend thinking about our Ethiopian baby. I have times when I get sad that not a word is said about our adoption unless Blake or I bring it up. I compare it to when I was pregnant and find myself frustrated that there is not as much excitement from others on this road we’ve chosen. I had this specific thought, “Maybe I just think about it too much. No one else thinks about it this much.” And then I heard God interrupt my conversation with myself and say, “I do.” I remember for the third time today….He is who my heart belongs to. There is none before Him in my life. He has called me to something that was on His mind first. He loves this little guy we are adoption more than I can even imagine, and He is beside Himself with excitement that this baby is going to have a family that will love him as their own. So as I turn the lamp off tonight, my heart holds tightly to my little one in Ethiopia, and even tighter to my loving God.
