Sunday, September 25, 2011

The Reason

This weekend I attended a conference designed just for Moms.  I had been asked specifically to join a few other ladies from my church at this two-day event.

I wasn't sure why, but I felt like I should go.

In case you didn't know.  I don't have any kids.  So I felt a little silly attending this event.  

As other moms shared about the life with their toddlers or their school age kids all I could add was that Knox ate two bibles, a book, and some colored pencils this week.

Obviously, I'm in a different place.

A couple of hours into the conference I was feeling discouraged.  Though the information was good and was encouraging for so many of the women there, it just isn't wasn't where I am currently. 

As I sat in one of the break-out sessions, I prayed that God would give me something...just one thing, that I could walk away from the weekend with for the right now in my life.  

Not even fifteen minutes later, one of the speakers on the panel said something that spoke directly to an issue that Brian and I have been wrestling with for our family.   It confirmed what I had already felt God leading us to do.  

Love that. 

But.....He wasn't done. 

He's promised more than I can ask for or imagine, right? 

At the end of the session I happened to hear one of the woman state she had adopted from Ethiopia.  Of course, I had to trot on over and introduce myself to her.  I told her that we were adopting from the DRC, her eyes lit up and she said, "You've got to meet Carrie! She's coming to the session tonight and she just brought home her daughter from the DRC last month!" 

I have never actually met anyone who has adopted from the DRC.  Now, I have my amazing blog and agency friends who email back and forth as we wade through this process.... but I have never met a real, living, breathing human in person who has been through this crazy process. 

You see, the DRC isn't a warm, fuzzy place to adopt's not a place that many families choose because of it's instability. 

To actually meet someone who has been through the wait and has traveled to the DRC to bring home their child was more than I could have asked for or imagined. 

Later that night, I got to meet and talk with Carrie.  Not only was this their first child as well, but they live only an hour and a half from us....  the first DRC family I know of in Alabama.  

There is a small percentage of families that have experienced adoption with the DRC...and God gave me face to face time with one of them. 

What. a. gift.  

Those few minutes with her were just the encouragement that I needed.  

For the right now.  

More than I can ask or imagine. 



  1. Awesome! I love when God does things like that!

  2. YAY!! Praise Him!

    As I was waiting for your blog to come up, I was hoping that a big fat number 2 would pop up and I could jump out of my chair with a big "wahoo". But Leslie, I think this might have been just a tiny tad better. I LOVE how God knows EXACTLY how, when, and where to give us His comfort. To rest in His perfect timing that He and ONLY HE set the weekend for you to meet Carrie. He is good.

  3. I am so glad I read this today!! It was good for my soul to hear how God blessed you at the conference. I know He did me. Can't wait to get together and chat next week!!

  4. This makes me smile - God has shown up big time for me along the way too! Bringing home 4 kids in 4 years, I had felt alone quite a bit - BUT, there is God - NEVER late but always right on time! LOVE IT!

    Hey, maybe we will meet in person someday, then you know 2 people who have adopted from Congo :)

  5. I'm so glad you posted your site on the blog hop! It IS so refreshing to meet other DRC families! I definitely look forward to keeping up with your family. :)