15 Miles From Nowhere

“For we walk by faith, not by sight” 2 Corinthians 5:7 I’m pretty sure I’ve recited that verse at least a million times a day for the last few weeks.  Right now we’re walking in the dark.  It’s pitch black out and we’re following a pin prick of light ahead of us.  We know where we’re going, but have no idea how we’re going to get there.  It’s seriously scary. The weird thing is, for the most part I feel calm.  This is not our journey – it’s God’s journey.  Since it’s His journey I know that there’s nothing I can do through my own power to get to the end – He has to guide me.  That’s the weird thing about walking completely blindly – you can’t help but rely on the One that is guiding you.  You can’t second guess where you’re going, because you don’t know.  You can’t try to change the path or take a shortcut, because you don’t know where the path is going next.  All you can do is take the hand of your guide and take one step at a ...

Why Adoption? Why on earth are they adopting? Don’t they have enough kids? I’m sure these are the top questions on most people’s minds right now.  So I’m going to go ahead and put them out there and answer them. YES, we have enough kids!  We have 5 beautiful, vibrant, wonderful kids.  Two are mine from a previous marriage but 100% loved by my husband as his own.  One joined our family through a temporary guardianship and we later had the joy of adopting him.  Two are ours together.  The 7 of us are close.  As tight knit as any biological family, and I would venture to say more tight knit than many.  We are strong.  We've weathered challenges.  We've seen God’s glory.  We've cried, praised, worshiped, and conquered together.  We've learned that blood and genetics do not define family – love does.  YES, we have enough kids!  Our house is full, and our ban...

You’re doing what!?!? We’re adopting. Yes, that’s right, we’re adopting. (again) Yes, we know, that this might make us *officially* crazy, but, well, we don’t mind crazy.  We like to think of it as radical.  And not just any radical – radical for Christ.  Weird for God.  A follower, not a fan.  All in.  Jesus Freaks.  Whatever the terminology you prefer, that’s us.  Or at least, that’s what we’re trying to become.  Disciples.  That’s what we strive to be, but I don’t feel even close to adequate to compare ourselves to the disciples.  The disciples in the bible left behind their families, their professions, and their homes.  They were mocked, persecuted, and martyred.  All we’re doing is bringing a little girl home.  Well, first we’ll have to do a million pages of paperwork, raise $25,000, go across the world twice, and then we’ll bring her home.  But bringing home a little girl hardly seems to qualif...