{Out of the Blue} God is at work here

My emotions the past couple weeks surprised me. I can certainly be emotional, that’s for sure. But sending my kids to school isn’t the kind of thing to usually make me teary-eyed.

My best friend who has lived with me through so many seasons of life seemed surprised by emotional edginess and wasn’t sure it was related to the new school year. And then texting conversations with another dear friend helped me process what was really going on in my heart.

God is preparing me. 

For something.

Perhaps for someone. 

Most of you probably know, we hope to adopt a third baby. We aren’t sure when or how this will happen, but I think I was mourning the end of this particular summer because I am sensing our family dynamic is going to change. Anticipation makes me extra emotional. Add in all the variables that go with adoption, and it’s the perfect storm for the end of summer to seem like an exceptionally big season change.

I believe God is working. I know from our two past adoption experiences that there are so many details orchestrated by the Creator of it all before we even hear of a birthmom. I don’t know exactly how, when or even if we’ll add a third child to our family, but I believe God is preparing me for a new season that has nothing to do with school calendars.

But, speaking of school, those crazy emotions subsided. My heart was so calm yesterday morning when my husband I drove them to their first day of school. I love that they are in the same place this year and am so thankful for the particular place it is. I had a great morning without them that included grocery shopping and exercising with a friend.

School uniforms for the win, people. Yes, it surprises me I’m on board with this. But, goodness, it’s easy and look how cute they are! And contrary to what it seems, yellow isn’t the only acceptable color. They can wear white, cream, light blue and navy too.

Another first-day-of-school surprise was the weather! 61 degrees on opening day, really. It’s unheard of here in Kentucky, where humidity typically lingers well into August. I can’t even remember our last 90-degree day. Cate even muttered the words: “I need a jacket.” Then, in typical 6-year-old drama, she snuggled up with her brother to gain some warmth before posing more sweetly for the camera.

Yesterday afternoon was packed with adoption possibility, thanks to an unexpected conversation with the director of the agency we’ve recently applied to use. Our home study is updated, officially as of Tuesday evening. Despite all the unknown, I feel peace that God has our family in his hands and will show us what he’s been working on when the time is right.

My same dear friend who was surprised my tears last week texted me this verse last night: O Lord my God, you have done so many miracles for us. Your plans for us are too numerous to list. If I tried to recite all your wonderful deeds, I would never come to the end of them. {Psalm 40:5}

Isn’t that the truth? This life here with these two kids I sent off to school yesterday, surrounded by friends who share truth and help process emotions and encourage me to exercise again, serving and knowing a God who makes all these details work together for the good is nothing short of miraculous.

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I’m linking up with Kristen Strong’s Out of the Blue series. 

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