Celebrating Carlie’s “gotcha day” today! Seven years ago today we were in China holding our little girl for the first time. It’s one of those unexplainable mysteries of God, but I love the miracle of our family. And even though I can’t explain why or how God orchestrated all the details, I can say with 100% certainty that Carlie was meant to be our daughter. If I am ever tempted to doubt the sovereignty of God, all I have to do is look at Carlie to be reminded of God’s love, faithfulness, goodness, and power. We read her “life book” this morning and every time we read it, a new question emerges. This morning she asked, “Did my birth mother love God?” I told her I didn’t know and explained that many in China do not know about God (or can’t openly admit it) because they do not have freedom of religion. She found this hard to believe, but said “I hope my birth mother loves God because He saved her, and He saved me.” And in so many ways that I can’t begin to explain, He saved us too, especially when He gave us the gift of Carlie.
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Finding joy in the mess of life . . . that’s what this blog is all about. Along the way, I have learned that God tends to reveal Himself where we least expect it – in the simple, the mundane, the difficult “drive-you-crazy” moments. I love it that a BIG God wants us to see Him in the smallest of things; somehow, that makes Him even bigger. And it makes every day an adventure. It makes the simple things sacred. I have a disheveled life, but in God’s hands, it is beautifully disheveled and I want to appreciate every stage, every phase, every precious moment.