Sunday September 20, 2009

This was a wonderful weekend.  I had traveled to Gatlinburg to attend a woman's retreat where my dear friend Tina Hutchison was the speaker.  The event was powerful and I left there knowing God was calling me to something huge.  If you have a women's event to plan at your church I highly recommend her, God has truly equipped Tina to lead his people.

I had made this trip with a dear friend of mine, her name is Loretta.  We had decided to stay an extra day in Gatlinburg, we both could use the rest and time of just laughing and sharing our hearts.  Life can be crazy and sometimes you just need good ole girl time. 

I share a lot of things with Loretta, she knows my family intimately and she is a spiritual mentor and friend.  I shared with her that I felt God was calling James and I to "more."  He and I both feel their is much more to our lives.  I had shared with her a comment that James has said 10 days earlier.

To give you a little insight, we attend a church that has a heart for adoption.  We have been blessed to see many families walk through the journey of the adoption process.   We have lots of little ones in our church that truly are miracles and it does something to my heart.

James and I were discussing a family who were fixing to travel to go and get their forever son.  How excited this couple was.  James said to me "Maybe I should be going to get a little boy."  10 little words! Spoken from another room.  I didn't say a word ~didn't acknowledge it audibly or visually, no reaction. Silence.  The moment, the conversation was over as quick as it happened. 

You know how women never forget.... well my mind hadn't stopped processing those 10 little words, at all.  Were those words from God? or me just turning something into nothing.....   I shared all this with Loretta over the weekend.

Sunday morning we were fixing to leave Gatlinburg but decided to take a small little ride into the mountain.  What better place to connect with God than in his beautiful creation.  We were on a peaceful tranquil drive, listening to worship music and just taking in the vibrant colors when the phone rang.  It was Gwen. 

Retta shared with Gwen this conversation or lack of conversation between me and James.  The whole time she is telling her I am questioning if i should have ever said anything at all.  I know their heart and passion regarding adopting and James and I .... well let's just say I can't see it happening.

It was then, Gwen asked Retta, if I was the person who should travel with her to Uganda to bring home Joseph and Daisy..... that is the moment my journey began....