Our real Pink letter day

Today is the day. We will be picking Meg up in a little over an hour from now. I have been awake for hours, couldn't sleep. I had to go into the bathroom to type so I wouldn't wake Brian up. I felt like a teenager with my cell phone. :)

I just wanted to send this post quickly and then I have to go get myself ready and checked out of the hotel. I am on cloud nine. I have waited my whole life for this day, as my father-in-law says on special occasions. I am just about to bounce my way down the hall here! :)

But I needed to clear something up. So many people have written to me to tell me that I have great faith and that I was inspiring or whatever. I want you all to know that the glory is not mine, but His. I do not have great faith. In fact, as I told my friend, Sonja, God, once again, had to come and find me in the dry parched land known as Me. I too often bow to the idol of Ondrea and I really have very little faith. God knew that I needed Him to show up here in a big way and He did that for me. I posted that verse yesterday from Psalm because I weep when I read that... that He came for me because He loves me. It's totally unbelievable to me that He actually does still love me after all the me-ism of the past year and the complete lack of faith I have shown at so many intervals in this process. But He is always good, we serve a God who is the same, regardless of how we are, and for that I am most grateful and blessed. So, I just wanted to clarify that because I felt that alot of people were looking at me and saying, "Look what her faith did." But I want the truth to be known, I am of little faith... "Look what God did!" And I promise you that if He did it for a pit-dweller like me, He will most certainly do it for you! I learned the true meaning of the measure of a mustard seed, that was all I had to give, but He honored it! If you are in the middle of an adoption, or if you are in the middle of any trial in your life, believe with whatever small amount of faith you have to offer. God wants you to believe in a big way and He will help you get there!

One other note I should mention is that this was not my faith alone, but rather the faith of many strong and faithful believers on my behalf. I had probably hundreds of people praying very specifically for me, some in a way that they believed to be futile, but they prayed with me none-the-less. I credit First Baptist Church in Fulton and many Catholics throughout Tennessee and every adoptive parent that reads this blog and friends of my parents, and friends of Brian's parents, and neighbors and many people I don't even know who undoubtedly lifted us. Several who woke at just the hour of our court, for no reason other than a stirring in their heart, and they too prayed! Thank you all for your prayers on my behalf and for your kindness.

With much love and excitement, because the next time I post, it will be a family photo of our sweet Meg and us! :)