When I was a little girl, my parents taught me how to "say my prayers." one of the things I would pray for was my husband. I would pray that he would be a Chistian, that he wouldn't smoke, and that he wouldn't drink. Those were things that were important to my parents, so they were important to me.
I am so thankful that God answered that prayer for me. I know that my husband isn't perfect, but he truly is my help mate. He always knows what I need and when I need it most. Throughout our journey with infertility, we had some rough patches because I was just so emotional, and I don't think he knew how to respond. He was trying to be supportive, but he didn't know what I needed and neither did I. He came to most of the doctor appointments with me and went along with all the silly things I asked him to do. And was very gracious about it, even though he didn't have to be.
I know that the decision to adopt is right. We are walking in this journey hand in hand. Chris has been so good to me, and I couldn't ask for more from him. I am so thankful, and even though so much of this wasn't what I chose, I wouldn't walk through it with anyone but my precious husband.
Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future.
Cynthia, I am so inspired by your decision. I am looking forward to the journey and hearing about it via the blog and carpool next year :)
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