"He Maketh No Mistake"

This IS NOT what MY junk drawer looked like :-)

Yesterday I had some unusual energy and I decided to attack our junk drawer.  I find this funny that I was concerned about the state of our "junk drawer"...who cares what state it's in, right?!?!  All I know is that everytime my parents come up and they need a pen or scissors or a piece of paper, my heart starts pounding and I start sweating (ok not really) when I open the junk drawer and my mom witnesses how "I really live"!  I know she's saying to herself, "This isn't how I raised her!"  So I figured I'd do something about this deep, dark secret and face it head on.

As I was going through all the papers and pictures I've just thrown in there because I didn't have the heart to throw them out or I just didn't know what to do with them, I came across a poem that obviously had a great impact on my life since it's been moved wherever and whenever we moved.

I remember receiving it in a church bulletin when I had started to attend the church my brother was working at/attending.  I remember the heart ache I was feeling in those days.  I remember the relief I felt after reading it.  I remember sticking it on our fridge the moment I returned home that Sunday.

I NEVER wanted to forget that He maketh no mistake.

I was dealing with the idea that I may never be a mom and that there was something wrong with my marriage.  Finding this poem yesterday remined me how far I've come...how far WE'VE come.  11 years married (for better or for worse), a husband who gave his life to the Lord and 2 of the most beautiful children in the world (if I do say so myself).

Finding this poem yesterday reminded me, He maketh no mistake.

He Maketh No Mistake

My Father's way may twist and turn

My heart may throb and ache,

But in my soul I'm glad to know,

He maketh no mistake.

My cherished plans may go astray,

My hopes may fade away,

Tho' night be dark, and it may seem

That day will never break,

I'll pin my faith, my all in Him,

He maketh no mistake.

There's so much now I cannot see,

My eyesight's far too dim;

But come what may, I'll simply trust

And leave it all to Him.

For by and by the mist will lift

And plain it all He'll make,

Through all the way, tho' dark to me

He made not one mistake.

I will return the sheet of paper containing these words to the junk drawer and there it will remain as a reminder that He maketh NO mistake!

My Heart Is Full...

Two nights ago I was rocking F. to sleep.  He doesn't usually fall asleep.  I usually put him in his crib, he cries for a minute or so, and then he puts himself to sleep.  This night, he dozed right off in my arms.  It was so quiet and dark in the room - so peaceful!

I decided to rock a little while longer.  Enjoying the stillness of the room.

I also decided, what better time to pray.  No distractions.  No noise.

Sitting there, holding my baby, my heart was full as I wondered if my arms would ever be full again with another young child.  I prayed that the fullness in my heart would be the will of the Lord and not my own.  J. and I are prepared to start the grueling adoption process all over again, but before jumping right in, we really want to know a) if this is the Lord's will and b) if it is, where would He have us go.

So I prayed.

It was a tough night.  F. is teething and was up at 1am and on and off pretty much for the rest of the night.  I also had to be up bright and early to get ready for the AGC Ladies Retreat.  My head hurt, and I was T-I-R-E-D!  Of course I checked Facebook, as per usual, before I started to get ready.  My attitude changed.  A couple had received a proposal for a beautiful 18 month old from the Philippines. 

If you know me, these announcements bring me to tears.

Again my heart was full.  I hope to one day have the great joy of receiving my child's picture and file.

I just LOVE the idea that the Lord has a plan for our family, and if my gut feeling is right, He has already chosen a child for us.  He knows exactly where he/she (PLEASE let it me a she...I can't take any more of this boy stuff LOL)  is, what they are doing and preparing them for joining our family...again if this is His will!

The other day I told J. I would love to be a lunch monitor once F. is in school (phew I still have 4 years).  He quickly said, "Ummmm no because you'll be at home with our next son/daughter!"  I just love that he is as excited about the idea as I am.

What fills your heart?  What are you waiting on the Lord for?