Coming home

I have other things to post. The unpredictable internet and insane schedule have not allowed much but I wanted to at least post once more from Africa. Tonight we will get on a plane and head for home "merica" as Cooper calls it. Merica holds many things for which Cooper holds no categories... what a beautiful year of firsts is ahead for him.

This is a post for my dear Jesus who has walked not only with us but ahead of us in every way here. Cooper was meant for us and in stepping into obedience with all of our doubts and fears... God was able to show Himself to me in ways I believed were reserved for the book of Acts. He is able to do miracles still. We just don't often need Him to.

But these weeks we have needed many. And in rare form, although quite common to Him, He has had fun displaying His ridiculous power. He matched us with a child that fits. I was prepared for the feeling that it would take time to bond or feel like he was a part of us. As many have said, minus some beautifully dark skin- he even looks like us. And we fit to him- a child who has never known family has bonded with one and received us as his mama and papa. He has responded to loving correction and discipline and in one week feels more at ease with us and his new boundaries and place in our lives. Every time we have walked up to a person in the process of this adoption, they have gone above and beyond to give us what we need and in speedy fashion. We fell in love with a country- our son's country and will always feel part Rwandan because he is part of us. He kept us safe and the list goes on and on... Thank you Jesus.

But then we tested Him.... on top of an already long list of needs and desires our cell phone, my passport and visa were stolen yesterday. So now not only were we asking for the adoption paperwork to move a week faster than typically needed, now we needed a new passport and visa for me to be able to leave the country tonight. I was issued a passport after paperwork in 15 minutes. It is supposed to take a week.

God was just showing off. As people observed how fast things were happening they would look at us and say, "I have never seen this go so fast... you are really lucky." And I would say, "no- God is with us."

I believe there is something about stepping off cliffs that allows God the opportunity to move in greater ways. When we step off and he shows up- we see Him differently than standing safely looking over the edge. This is just the beginning of needing God in this- we will go home to a new life.... with writing and new demands at home- I need God more than ever.

But I love this adventure- not just adoption but following God into risk...into His will. This life is so short and it is lived more fully jumping when and where God says, "jump."

So where is God whispering for you to "jump"?