Trust Him

As Brian and I enter into another school year, our lives begin of time that is both stable (classes! church dinners!) and emotionally harrowing (apply for all the jobs! where might we live in a year?!). This year, of course, we've thrown a baby right smack in the middle of the year. And then my job got incredibly stressful and it's not going to stop anything soon. And Brian, my sweet, responsible husband, took on two extra jobs to benefit our little family. So yeah, basically it's crazy times up in our house.

This morning one of my favorite writers, who I discovered at this time last year when she promptly turned my world upside down (we should adopt! we should go be missionaries in Africa! no, we should be missionaries in our communities!) posted an adoption piece from two years. It's rather long winded, so I'll sum it up for you: they were in the middle of their adoption process when roadblocks kept going up and they told God they were confused, because obviously God had directed them to adopt. God said, "I'm not done yet." And he wasn't. They finished their adoption process with the most wonderful results. (Of course, the process of bringing the whole family together is still a piece of work. Read her latest post for that update.)

It came to me as I was reading her post Trust Him. It was so clear that God has a plan for our family, just as he did for Jen's. I want to paint on our living room wall and tattoo it on my body. Trust Him. Brian and I are so outrageously blessed: not only do we have every first world luxury you could imagine: two cars, vacations, a spacious apartment, clothes, more food than we need, a healthy savings account, running water, health insurance, we have family, friends and a church that love us beyond measure. Our baby on the way is healthy and perfect. Our community is without a doubt more than we could ever ask for. We have each other and a happy marriage, blessings we don't take lightly. So why on earth wouldn't we trust the God who has already so richly blessed us?

When we feel as if we're in turmoil, all I want to think is Trust Him. Don't get bogged down feeling sorry for yourself. We're just in the middle right now. He will lead us to the right place.

For the love of pete, I've even got the best Starbucks baristas.