Living In The Gap

“Living In The Gap”-This is a phrase Jules uses for those times when you are living in that place of uncertainty and unknowns, of silence in answer to prayers. It is a place where there are more questions than answers and  life may seem unfair.  It is while living in this place that I drew closer to God, learned to trust in His promises and plan for my life and began to understand that silence to my prayers doesn’t always mean no, it might mean-not yet.

Seven years ago on January 13th, we brought home this lively, spunky, loving child from across the world and our lives were forever changed.  Had my prayers for a second baby been answered, we would have never known this precious gift and I could not imagine our lives without her!

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You see as I had been praying for another child, our sweet Little One was not even born yet.  God had plans for our life, but we had to wait for His timing.  That period of waiting for an answer was one of the hardest in my life.  Living in that gap of wondering if we would ever have a second child was challenging.  Every day I had to focus on the blessings in my life- a loving husband, a beautiful healthy daughter, family, friends and good health, as I waited and wondered if our little family of three would expand.  I clung to God and had to give up control to Him and learn to trust in His plan for the situation.  He eventually led us to Russia where we found the missing piece to our family, to our hearts.  The wait was worth it a million times over! God’s perfect, perfect timing.

So if you find yourself “Living In the Gap”, hold on, trust in God and His plan for you!

“For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11

This verse got me through some difficult and challenging days.  I hope it brings you comfort too.

~Blessings,

Jen

Mom-A Cherished Title

 

I don’t watch the show Family Guy, but awhile back the Mister and I saw this video and had to laugh because it is so true!  We often joke about this as we hear one of the girls call for us.  It can be relentless at times and nothing but your response will do!

You probably noticed that we have not been as active on here.  We have not forgotten about you, but as I said in the previous post, we have had a bit of a life shift around here and my free time for dreaming up inspiration has been limited.  I talked to Jules the other day and she said she just couldn’t think of anything to write about!  With inspiration though, you usually don’t have to go too far outside of your own home to find it and as I woke this morning thinking I heard someone call “Mooommmm”, the inspiration for this blog post was born.

I haven’t shared many details of  our journey to parenthood with you (that would be a lengthy post), but it was not an easy one.  One day I will share it with you, but I will share that we struggled with secondary infertility and loss before we finally completed our family through adoption.  I have always wanted to be a mother and feel so blessed to be given two incredible girls to love and cherish.

As we all know, life gets very busy with juggling work, home responsibilities, extra curricular activities and trying to even squeeze in a little fun and relaxation.  It can be a bit overwhelming at times trying to meet everyone’s needs, but it is during these moments, I try to remember of how blessed I am and how I am living the life I’ve always dreamed of.

When I hear “Mooommm” from across the house as I’m in the middle of fixing dinner, reading e-mails, or doing any of the millions daily tasks that would be easier completed if uninterrupted, I have to remind myself that I have prayed for the privilege to be called by this name.  It isn’t always easy to drop what I am doing during the day  or to be summoned from my warm, cozy bed at night by  the call of a sick or scared child, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I’ve been hearing “Mom or even better Mooommmy”, a little more often this week as both girls have colds and one has an injured leg, but each time I hear the call, I feel warm and happy inside and I remind myself how blessed I am to hear this word-a true gift from God!

Blessings,

Jen