Jehovah -jireh

From Wikipedia....

According to the Book of Genesis in the Bible, Jehovah-jireh (or Yahweh-yireh, The Lord will provide), was a place in the land of Moriah. It was the location of the binding of Isaac, where God told Abraham to offer his son Isaac as a burnt offering. Abraham named the place after the Lord provided a ram to sacrifice in place of Isaac.

"And Abraham called the name of that place Jehovahjireh: as it is said to this day, In the mount of the Lord it shall be seen." – Genesis 22:14 (KJV)

Ok am going to go out on a limb and mention the "M" word.

Money.

Isn't international adoption a lot of MONEY!??!!!


Why, yes. Yes, it is!

But you see this is so funny. God, who is mysteriously pulling us along this path, is also the Provider.

"Read on, Lizzie"


Of Strawberries, Stocks and Sickness......

Yesterday was a rough day. We had painted the boy's room until 1am on Saturday and on Sunday we were a wee bit TIRED.
Of course that is the day that everything is crazy on my last shift at work and I was there until 9pm and finishing up stuff until 12am. So finally there we are, ready to crash at midnight when BANG the door to our room opens and in runs J2, full tilt and.....then there goes his dinner all over me, him, the carpet, the bathroom, you name it. Oh, did I mention, he'd eaten strawberries for dinner?

I sent a visual aid to a few of you. It was UGGGGGGGG- LEEEE! So there we are , laughing in the middle of the night, cleaning up red puke on beige carpet and consoling a hot, hot, HOT little J2. I think he ran a serious Southern Fever by the way.....

You DON'T want a picture, just imagine, trust me!!


Fast forward to today..... B, me and J2 are all dead tired. We sluggishly move thru the day ... and then B comes up from his office with the news that God has provided the EXACT amount we need for the next step of the process,  as a direct answer to prayer.

So, here we are... cleaning the carpet again tonight to get the final dregs out, while laughing at God's provision, and taking one more step as we move towards the scary, scary  part of travelling to UA and being at the mercy of a foreign government to get our boy.


Good night!