What a difference a month makes

Today was the day. June 20th. The day our homestudy was set to expire. The day we had chosen to be our last day with our agency. It was the day that we decided that if a baby wasn't placed with us that we would be moving on from baby dreams. We were choosing to try a different path to a family and give up on baby dreams. Maybe the child that God had chosen for us wasn't a baby. I finally surrendered and decided to be ok with it. There were several reasons behind our decision but we had made it and we were happy. 

Oh what a difference a week makes. 

Or maybe a few months. But oh the changes that happen so fast. We had chosen a foster agency. We went from wanting to adopt from foster care to actually fostering teens. I was working on the application. We basically decided not to shut off with our agency yet because we still had a little ways to go. We weren't getting peace to close. I wanted to see how long it would take them to contact us and figuring a baby wasn't going to happen I didn't see the point of closing until the application was in and approved and the ball was rolling. 

And then within a week everything changed. It was a week from the decision not to close that the call that would change our lives came. Everything changed. 

We've now had our daughter in our home for 2 1/2 months. I couldn't be happier. It's hard sitting here now and imagining the fact that had that call not come we were closing with our agency.   

I am loving coos and smiles and squeals. I cannot imagine life without my sweet girl. I'm so glad that God chose her for our family and I have no doubt God chose her for us. 

It's amazing how full surrender happens and sometimes God chooses to give your desires then. I looked back at my blog posts and we brought our daughter home a month to the day of when we published that we were changing paths. Oh what a difference a month made. As a friend of mine reminded me this time last year we were facing a lot of disappointments and despair and now a year later despair turns to hope and weeping to rejoicing. 

What an awesome God we serve. 

And in case you are wondering yes we still plan on becoming foster parents in the future.