Busy, busy

It's been a busy place around here. My hardback books that came with my publishing package arrived on Friday, and now today all of the softcover books came. Now the sales begin for those that didn't/couldn't order one online. I'm humbled by how many people are interested in our story. I always used to wonder....if I ever wrote a book, would anyone really want to read it? I guess our story was so unique and heartbreaking that so many just want to know the whole story. What really happened? How did it start in the first place? What went wrong? How in the world did you survive such a loss? Well, it's all out there now. Even the lady in the Mail Mart where we went to mail every single document, letter, or package to Colombia is interested in the book and told me she wanted to order one. Let's just watch and see just how far God takes this....Years ago, as we began the adoption process, I was praying the prayer of Jabez, asking God to enlarge my territory. Little did I know.....

Last Wednesday our dearest Julian (Camilo in the book) was finally "exited" from the orphanage. Thankfully (miraculously), God was once again ahead of all of us and opened up a room for him in the home of a missionary. Rather than losing contact with him, I've been able to call and talk to him every single day. They have been busy getting to know one another, he is very happy to be learning English from her, he's been learning so many, many new things and responsibilities....and today when I talked to her for the first time since he moved in, she said, "I can't even begin to tell you how glad I am that he is here. He's just wonderful. Thank you for giving me this opportunity to get to know your son." (Another one of those moments that made my heart just melt). She now has a LOT of questions about the whole story, so I sent a book her way. :)

This coming Wednesday he has an appointment with the military once again to see if he will have to serve. We're all pretty nervous, really not knowing what to expect. But this week that God has provided for him to not be stranded somewhere, all alone, has been a huge reminder that God will be with him wherever he goes. Even if it happens to be in the army.

My other son, my little boy who happens to be sitting right beside me building with legos, is getting ready to go on his first mission trip without Mom and Dad. He'll be going to Waco, Texas for four days over spring break, where they'll be doing several service projects, working with a homeless shelter, and experiencing a church that meets under a bridge to minister to the homeless. He is really serious about this trip, and I'm so proud of how seriously he is taking it. He's received some financial support from a few people, so that has made him very aware of the fact that it is a ministry that others have invested in, as well. It's not something he can take lightly or goof off about when he knows that others have sacrificed their money for him to go. I'm so glad to be part of a church that begins teaching the kids about missions at such a young age.

We've just started up with a new growth group at church, and all I can say is...Wow. God knew what he was doing when he matched us all together. I'm absolutely loving getting to know them all in a deeper way. I still miss my growth group from the Rockwall campus, though. They were and will always be some of my greatest prayer warriors.

So, life got pretty busy recently, but it's a good kind of busy. :)