I have to get this out somewhere

and here is as good a place as any. We asked our social worker to inquire about a group of three girls, 8, 3 and 10 months, who are available for adoption in Oregon. I called the Northwest Adoption Exchange today, and found out that there have been 60 inquiries about these girls. 60. That's 60 families with certified homestudies done, 60 families that have done exactly what we did and contacted their social workers to contact the girls' social worker in Oregon. 60. We spent about two hours yesterday praying about these girls, and about our adoption in general. To hear that there are 60 families interested in these girls is, well, good news - a good problem to have, I'd say (and some good ammunition in a discussion with someone who believes abortion is a viable option because of the screed "every child a wanted child" - trust me, there are enough people out there like yours truly who want these children).

What a blessing, really, that there should be 60 families with enough love to want to bring these girls home. What an amazing place we live in.

Katrina just came in from getting the mail, and, like she often does, was able to put things into perspective for me. She just now told me that there are two possible outcomes to this situation: either the Lord's will is for these girls to come live with us, or it's not. If it is or if it is not isn't exactly the issue, because God knows what is going to happen - the issue is our obedience in seeking His will, even if it is to say "no" again.

Please pray. I, myself, am stretched pretty thin. Topping it off, I'm sick (no doubt because my immune system has been compromised by all the emotional ups and downs of the past month).

God has a plan. His plans are good. Of that much I am certain. This certainty is doing a remarkable job of keeping me centered and upright in these rather stormy seas.