Last time I came here, my dashboard wouldn't let me blog. I'm back. So much has happened in the last couple of weeks. Let me go back to one of my last posts. I want Isaiah to have a sibling, and at the time I took a break for prayer and asked God to work a miracle, and about 2 weeks later I found out I was pregnant. If I am counting right (that's sad huh?) this was pregnancy number 8. I said was. I went for an u/s and blood work and basically I was already not pregnant. I was confused. I was sad. I still am. I feel like every time a little part of me dies when I loose a baby. Now, with all that being said I like trying to make sense of things. Why God? I mean c'mon!! EIGHT babies God? Really? I am in a different boat this time though, I have a blessing, I have my miracle. I am BLESSED! God has places adoption on my heart again, I have been seeing these precious little girls everywhere I go and I am praying for God to work another miracle now, for him to make a way for our daughter to get to us. I pray for her everyday, just as I did for Isaiah.
Dear Lord, You are such a mighty God, such an amazing miracle worker. I am asking for our daughter to make her way to us. I am praying protection over her until she gets to us, I know your plan is a perfect plan, and since the beginning of time you know her and her story. I pray for her birth family, whatever their situation. I am claiming this in Your sweet name Jesus!
Amen
