Before our girls came home, a dear friend gave me a book that spoke at length about Moses and the parting of the red sea.  This was a prayer of mine throughout each and every day... "Lord, part the waters and bring them home."  I prayed this prayer thousands of times (this is no exaggeration) throughout our waiting.  I also begged God to bring them home in such a way that I could stand back and say, "this is what the Lord has done for us!  There is NO other explanation!"  He answered both of these prayers.

My prayers since the girls have come home have been a little different.  They have mostly been for healing, attachment and strength to get through this.  I knew the first year would be hard but the first three months have proved to be much more difficult than I could ever have imagined.  Having said that, I am starting to see glimpses of sweetness.  I am starting to see moments where we are all molding into a family and where love is shown between all of us. 

This past Sunday, while attending our pre-k Sunday School class with Elysee and Eli, God reminded me of something I am very grateful for.  Ms. Karen was telling the story of Moses leading the Israelites out of Egypt.  She explained that God led Moses and the Israelites right up to the Red Sea. They looked behind them and they saw Pharaoh's army rushing toward them and they looked ahead of them and could only see water.  Exodus 14:10-14 says...

"As Pharaoh approached, the Israelites looked up, and there were the Egyptians, marching after them.  They were terrified and cried out to the Lord.  They said to Moses, "Was it because there were no graves in Egypt that you brought us to the desert to die?  What have you done to us by brining us out of Egypt?  Didn't we say to you in Egypt, Leave us alone; let us serve the Egyptians?  It would have been better for us to serve the Egyptians than to die in the desert!"  Moses answered the people, "Do not be afraid, Stand firm and you will see the deliverance the Lord will bring you today.  The Egyptians you see today you will never see again.  The Lord will fight for you; you need only be still."

I very clearly heard God's small whisper..."it looked like chaos but if they had not been in the spot that they were, if there was any other way out, they would not have experienced my miracle."

I have walked this road long enough with my God to be sure of a few things.  He is faithful.  He is good.  He loves me.  He has a plan.  And through all the storms, trials, waiting and apparent chaos, I want to see His miracle.  Our little family seems to be in the middle of another storm.  God in his mercy is beginning to show me that blue skies are on the way and we are perfectly positioned to see him perform another miracle in our midst. Thank you for your continued prayers.

To God be the glory!