There are 2 phone calls I’m waiting on. 2 phone calls I play out in my mind each night as I fall asleep.
1-“Hey Tiffany! This is Robertson Realty. We have an offer on your house!!” (Update-We are selling our pre-Durham home)
2-“Hey Tiffany! This is Bethany Adoption Services. We have a referral for you!!”
Yep, those 2 phone calls, they’d make me pee my pants happy. They’d offer overwhelming hope. But a glimpse of hope, that’s no longer enough. Explanation…
Would it be exciting if our house got shown this week? Yes…a glimpse of hope…but not enough.
Would it be exciting if Bethany showed our profile book this week? Yes…a glimpse of hope…but not enough.
When did I forget how to rejoice in glimpses? When did I decide that it’s my way or no way at all?
This week…even in my selfish demands, God gave us a glimpse of hope through an adoption grant from Show Hope. Was it a referral? No. But it was hope. We are so thankful!!
God still believes in this. He gives me glimpses of hope to renew my faith.
Thank You, Father, for the glimpses that remind me You are still working–Even when I don’t want to look–Thank You!