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Ode To Nate
Maybe better titled: Ode to a Faithful God, Who's Placed His Finger On My Husband Seven years ago today Nate and I gathered the masses to watch us say "I do." That felt like eons ago. We had no idea what we were getting ourselves into as we giddily pranced through...
Being Fully Convinced
As I wait, in an effort to better explain the significance of God's nature and character as revealed to me as I pray and mediate on His word, at times I think I take away from the strength of those words themselves (and His Spirit illuminating them). This morning I've...
Summer Nights
I am writing to update you that we have no update. There are some things in the works -- but nothing that is yet blogable. (Ooh, the mystery:)) The past weeks and months have been on the intense side in the Smith* home as the path to the finish line has become a bit...
Delayed Sweetness
The posts I've written and saved -- without making public -- are becoming a blog in themselves. Hard to believe that what you've already read on this blog has made its way through a filter, isn't it? I begin composing posts as an update but somehow my indiscriminate...
What To Expect When You’re Adopting
I could write a variation of the book that rests on many an expectant mom's nightstand, one I've even given as a shower gift (What To Expect When You're Expecting), for the adoption world. I haven't yet done a google search to see if this book has been written, but if...
Sacrifice of Joy
As I've said in earlier posts, struggling with infertility is a bit like grieving the loss of a loved one. There are times where the pain is intense and others where it's just a part of the backdrop of my life. Lately -- this past week in particular -- the pain has...
Surrender
Life's "bitter-to-sweet" circumstances over the past years have caused a shift in my thinking. My list of expectations for life and goals for my future is slowly ... diminishing. This is not for lack of dreaming and hoping -- instead it's because I'm coming to find...
Orphans
I can't shake this growing ache in my heart for them--not just "mine", but all of them. It's like a heartbeat that just keeps getting louder. Any of you who know me can attest to the fact that this is God. There's no conjuring going on here. Tonight a friend shared...
A Father’s Look
This morning Nate said to me, "I think when we get our girls I'm just going to spend a lot of time staring at them ..." Now, being one who has a chronic staring problem, I know he's not referring to the...
LIFE in the waiting
No real updates. We haven't yet gotten our immigration approval. I'm slightly concerned, as our social worker told us that the envelope has been mistaken by others for junk mail. I'm picturing a large envelope with a headline that reads: YOU, resident of 5555 Pine Oak...