I have had a bout of insomnia recently and I hate when that happens. I get a little nutty and I start analyzing every part of my 40 year old life. Between 1995 and 2000 my husband and I went through years of infertility treatments and several doctors. In that time we had a miscarriage and countless disappointments on the pregnancy front. I also met my very good friends the Jays. They too had dealt with infertility much longer than we had and had given up. They were just a few years older than us and just at the point we met them they just did not care anymore. Dogs were good and they borrowed kids often when they needed a fix. For the life of me I could not understand how they just gave up and put it in GOD's hands. I just could not grasp it. I was constantly giving them doctors names and suggestions. They were nice about it, but just did not care. I was envious at the time because I did not want to care either. However, for me it was a nightmare and it was doing our marriage in. GOD brought me this couple to show me that life will not stop if you don't have kids. It does go on and you won't self destruct. Being Catholic is hard without kids. People at Church just don't get it. They always ask and they assume the worst about you. They assume you are on birth control and you are not leading GOD's plan for you. They can be rude and not really mean to be. Anyway, I was crazy at this point. I was hyped up on fertility drugs and lived this insane roller coaster life. I can not imagine how I kept my job and my husband. But in all of that my friend started praying for me and out of nowhere I had this crazy dream. In the dream there was a little light-headed toddler in the background and in the foreground (art teacher in me, lol)was my husband carrying what appeared to be a dark-haired boy and holding the hand of another dark-haired boy. They were toddler age and you could not see their faces. So, I woke up and I was at PEACE. I knew finally that I could no longer try to control when and if I would have children it was completely and totally in GOD's hand. There was nothing I could do. Absolutely, nothing. I had to let it go and live on. GOD's way of saying, STAY CALM AND CARRY ON! It did not make fertility drugs easier, but I knew if we struggled through, it was going to happen. I pleaded with GOD after my miscarriage to help us. Within in three months we were pregnant again. When we found out we were pregnant with twins, I decided that the light-colored baby must have been someone else or our miscarried child and the boys were our soon-to- be twin boys. When we found out we were having a boy and a girl, I just thought it did not add up, but I knew GOD had a plan. I then decided that maybe the dark-haired boys were a boy and a girl. When we found out that Will had the heart condition, I knew he was going to be fine because of the dream. I just knew it, but I prayed every day for him to be healed. In the end I gave birth to my son, who was stillborn and our daughter. I could not figure out what GOD was trying to tell me in that dream I had 3 years before. I did not get it. Both of my children had light hair. No dark-haired children were born that day. So I just questioned GOD for days and months after we lost our son. I just did not understand because I had been living on the dream and it was blown apart. It exploded before me and I did not understand why I was given a revelation that did not relate to my life. I also wanted some serious answers to why my boy was gone. In the end all I got from the LORD was peace and joy. Peace and comfort to heal my heart and Joy from spending all my days with my precious little girl. That was what I got that year and the years to come.
Who knew that five years later we would travel to China to bring home our Asian princess. Where did she fall in GOD's dream for us. I did not know. I thought just maybe she was one of the dark-haired children I thought was a boy. And the light-haired child, I just assumed that was our oldest. That is all I had and I clung to that throughout the adoption. I just assumed that we would go back and bring home the other dark-haired toddler some day.
TODAY! In the past five years not a day has gone by that I have not thought about adopting again. NOT A DAY! As I get older the more it comes to mind. Every thing I do in my life I consider what the ramifications of that would be if we adopted again. Purchasing cars, going back to school, getting a job, etc. Every decision that is made adopting again comes to mind and plays out in my head as we consider options, etc. So in the last few days of insanity due to lack of sleep, I have been racing these ideas of adopting more children through my mind. My husband is done so he says. If I came home tomorrow and told him I was pregnant, I think he would be thrilled. If I came home and told him I had paper work so we could be paper pregnant, he would ask me if we had won the lottery. I feel in my heart that GOD would provide the funds for us to adopt again. I am not sure my husband has that kind of faith at this point. As I was trying to sleep during insomnia insanity this weekend, I had another vision and it took my breath. It took me aback. It was a what if? moment. I had this realization that came over me and literally knocked the wind right out of me. It has been coming for a while. Just little things have reminded me of that dream I had more than thirteen years ago. It has been weird now that I think about it. About six months ago I had this horrific thought that something was going to happen to our oldest daughter. Like it kept me up at night. I got this feeling that the child in the dream that looked like my daughter was going toward Heaven or was near death or was dead. This child was like way in the background and there was like clouds around. Okay that has always been part of the dream, but it came to me that maybe death is what it meant. I freaked out and I let GOD know that I could not bury another child. It was not anything that I could do again. I just could not. So, realizations like that have been coming to me for six months to a year now about this dream and I guess it is because of my turning 40 and wanting another child obsession thing I have been dealing with over the course of six months or so. I think GOD was revealing things to me in small snippets before He gave me the big Kahuna. It all came together the other night and here it is. What if the light-haired child was my son in Heaven and the two dark-haired children were boys? What if the vision had nothing to do with my girls at all? What if the dream was given to me to let me know that even though GOD was taking my son, He would be blessing me with not one, but two little boys. What if GOD gave me the vision to help me through my soon to be darkest hours and I was not versed in Him enough to understand it at the time or at the time of my grief? What if it was a plan prepared 13 or 14 years in the making? What if we are still supposed to go back and bring home twin boys? What if I am just loosing my mind? Or What if GOD has genuine plans that we have to willingly ask Him to let us participate in? What if we just let Him have all the control and leave it in His hands? This is how I see it. I am going to pray daily for my unknown boys and my husband, their father to be. I am going to ask GOD to provide the means to bring these babies home and I am going to ask GOD to make this happen in His time and not my own. I will also ask Him to give me Peace in my heart about it and to truly let Him take control over the entire situation. If it is part of His plan that has been in the making for all this time, then the financial plan is in place as well. I know that GOD almighty will make it happen and there is nothing I can do about it. I can't force it to happen and I can't control when it will happen, but in my heart I know that GOD HAS THIS! He is all over it. The money will come and the babies soon after. I just have faith that it will happen. I am in awe of HIS love for me and our family. Just at peace and know that the LORD hears my prayers in all situations. I am just going to take it all in and watch GOD work right before my eyes.
He is after all, as Chris August sings,
"From the Birds that Sing, In the Tallest Trees.
To the Human Life, of you and me.
From the Desert Sands, to the place we stand.
He is God of All, He is Everything.
Waohhh
I'm giving my life to the only One who makes the moon reflect the sun.
Every starry night, that was His design.
I'm giving my life to the only Son, who was and is and yet to come
Let the praises ring, 'cause He is everything
'Cause He is everything
From the autumn leaves, that will ride the breeze
To the Faith it takes, to pray and sing
From the Painted sky, to my plank filled eye
He is God of all, He is everything"
Not only is He everything, but He can do anything, and these mountains will move!
Love you bunches!!!!!
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