It's all about him....

I know I said the next post would be about the nursery, and it will be coming soon, but I had something my heart I just needed to write.

I have known from the beginning that this adoption journey is not about me.  We decided to adopt because we wanted to respond to God's calling to us, to bring a child into this family we are so very blessed to have been given.

But somewhere in all the paperwork and the preparation and the fingerprints and the adoption acronyms, I feel like I've gotten lost.  I've become so caught up in the details of traveling and completing forms that I think the gravity of our mission has been buried. 

And it just hit me again....

Charlie is our son.  He needs a family.  He needs a mom to kiss his boo boos when he falls down and rock him to sleep at night.  He needs a dad to do tickle fights with him on the floor and tell him he's so proud to have him as a son.  He could care less what types of pants I pack or international cell phone plan I have..... 

This is all about our son, Charlie. 

This is all about our Savior who made adoption possible to fix what the world has broken.  God will give me the patience I need to become a mom of two toddlers 10 months apart, the wisdom to answer my children's tough questions when they come and the ability to complete everything we need to get done before we travel.   

I just need to hand all the details and anxiety to Him and keep my focus on what this is really about...

Father, please help me to keep my eyes on you.  Help me to trust you've got the important stuff covered.  I want to shine your light into the life of this child and let him know how greatly he is loved.  Thank you for Charlie and for adoption and help the time to pass quickly until we can bring him home.  Amen.