Planting a Seed

Not all seeds grow. A seed never planted has no chance.  The seed of Adoption has been planted in my heart, in fertile soil. It is watered every time I think of adopting, but what really waters the seed are the experiences of others. What a blessing BLOGS are. hahaha. a blog? That silly thing we did before facebook took over our lives, and don't get me started on instagram. I've fallen back in love with blogging and the blogs of adoptive parents- especially china are AMAZING! I will get a link going on the side, but this post touched me today. This post is spring rain to my little seed.

http://findingmeimei.blogspot.com/2014/06/the-past-is-not-in-past.html

Yes, I say fertile soil. I didn't even realize the effect of my adopted friends in my life. The biggest contributor is my second mama. A beautiful Korean woman who was adopted as a young girl. Her daughter is my best friend and I love them both so much. I love the culture of Korea they brought into my life. I love that they taught me to eat with chopsticks! Even though I'm horrible at it.

How do you know the seed has been planted? Because when our family talks about adopting it's not if, it's when. In our prayers and fasting it's not 'if' we adopt, it's 'when' and 'how'. My prayer today is Heavenly Father, please bless us with the means, the strength and the perseverance to bless our lives and the life of one of thy special spirit
who needs the most important thing in life, family.