At a loss for words...

but still lots to say! It has been quite a week! It all started Saturday night when Mike made it known that he wanted to return to a church we had visited a few times earlier this summer. *Just as an update...still looking for a church. We have visited at least 15 now and have been prayerfully considering where to "land."* I immediately got a strange feeling in my stomach. You see, a while back I was reading "Wild Goose Chase." AMAZING book...so amazing that it took me a week to read each chapter because it was so much to process. As I worked my way through the pages and lessons of the book, I continued to have a sense that this was the church for us(check it out, if you'd like). Although I had concerns, questions and fears...I felt like this was the place. My fears overwhelmed those feelings and nudges, and I ran like the wind in the opposite direction. Actually, I have yet to read the final chapter of that book because I didn't want to admit that this was the church we should attend. I guess that's why Mike and I are married and why we are a great team...when one of us gets distracted, the other helps redirect.

So we went. This is where the no words part comes in. I could explain to you the countless people who remembered us, welcomed us and shared genuine excitement to see us again. I could talk about how the kids looked like they had been at that church for years. How Nathan ran into the nursery without one complaint, or how Paige saw her music teacher from school on the worship team and beamed from ear to ear. I could meagerly attempt to share how genuine and real the message was, how it touched me at the deepest places of my heart and brought me to uncontrollable tears. What I am not able to do is explain exactly how it felt to know that this is where we belong...that this community is now our community...that this church is "home." We are excited. Not just that we have found a "church," but that we have found a place where we can learn, grow, share and give.

Then last night...it happened again...NO WORDS! To spare you all the long story (it is late and this post is getting far too lengthy), my boss from the adoption agency in NY called last night to inform me that the local office is looking to hire a full time social worker and wondered if I would be interested. Please pray for us! I have the job of my dreams right now. There is nothing I would rather be doing than raising and loving our kids all day, every day. Right now, I have no desire to return to work. But, there will come a time when I must return to work. If I could write my own job description of what I would like that job to look like...THIS IS THE JOB!! The timing is all off, the details don't make a lot of sense...yet we are faced with a choice! I am trying to take my selfish desires out of the equation and determine what is best for our family in the long run. I love adoption!! It is, outside of my faith and family, my greatest passion! I love working with families and watching their dreams become a reality. I love that my own story of adoption allows others to find peace and see the love of Christ. I love that I get paid for a job that is fun, rewarding and truly reflects the grace of Jesus. My heart and mind are heavy as I close. Pray for wisdom, clarity and peace.