Unity

Ephesians 4:2-3
2Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love. 3Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace.

God, I pray this verse from Your Word over my children. I pray that Freddy and I will be beautiful examples of this to our kids...

hmmm...

I have felt rather unbloggy lately--kinda like I don't want to do it anymore. What's weird is one of my new blog friends mentioned the same thing in her blog entry today.

I can't put my finger on it. I would miss everyone terribly if I stopped, yet still...

...and now we wait...

Everything's turned in.
All the necessary precautions have been taken care of.
I bought a carseat and a pack-n-play last night.
Now all we need is a baby.

I'M TRYING TO BE PATIENT.

I wish...

...laundry folded and put itself away.
...kitchens came with a 'self-cleaning' button.
...corndogs were good for you.
...I could meet my long distance blog chicas. :)
...every night was date night.
...I was a better manager of my time. (blogging does not help this issue AT ALL)

What do you wish?

Baby Things, Paper Work, & Fire Marshals

Paper work, paper work, paper work.

There is so much of it! But with each day we are getting closer to completing the necessary steps to become a foster family. Paper work is pretty much done--just a couple of minor things to finish.

The fire marshal came yesterday to inspect our home (I thought about you, Amy, and how excited Mason would be!). Everything is good--we just need to get our fire extinguisher serviced and then we're good to go. The 2 major things we have left are getting the dogs' vaccinations up to date ($$$) and all 6 of us need to get TB tests.

I am having so much fun looking at baby things! You'd think I was about to give birth to my own child or something! Still haven't bought anything, yet. We'll wait 'til next week when all our paper work is turned in. Did I mention there's a lot of paper work?!?

The kids don't have school tomorrow, so Freddy and I are going on a date tonight. Saltgrass! Once baby comes, that will be harder to do.

Testimony

Joey's fever is gone.
Gone.
Sleep peacefully, my love.

In my previous blog, I wrote that Joey was questioning why he was still sick, even though we had been praying. After reading Ashlee's comment to the blog I think I might know why. Maybe God wanted to strengthen the faith of Joey's precious classmates. They laid their hands on his desk and prayed that he would be healed. I was moved to tears...Joey was moved to tears.

God in Heaven, I pray that I will always rest in Your timing, not mine. If You had decided to heal Joey over the weekend, then Your power would not have been displayed to a room of 7 year olds. I pray that I will be joyful when You answer my prayers the way I want them answered, and when You don't.

Tough Questions

Joey is still so sick.
I can't seem to get his fever to stay down.

This was our dialogue:
"Mom, I sure hope I feel better tomorrow."
"I know, Bubby. I want you to feel better, too."

This is the part that punched me in the gut:
"But we've been praying, Mom...so why am I still sick?"

I am left speechless and tearful.