A few months ago, the Lord placed our family on a new journey. It was just a typical Sunday morning in September. So typical in fact, that I can’t really remember any other details about that day. Honestly, it was one fleeting moment out of the entire twenty-four hours when the Lord initiated His plan.
Have you ever read the story of how the Lord appeared to the prophet Elijah in I Kings 19:11-12?
“Go out and stand before me on the mountain,” the Lord told him. And as Elijah stood there, the Lord passed by, and a mighty windstorm hit the mountain. It was such a terrible blast that the rocks were torn loose, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake there was a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire there was the sound of a gentle whisper.
I was standing in the preschool building welcoming children to church just like I have done for the past three years. A family walked through the door with a 3-year-old foster child they had recently taken into their custody. Those sweet brown eyes made contact with mine for a split second and it was as if God spoke straight to my heart, “She is yours.”
There was no powerful wind, earthquake, or fire. It was just a gentle whisper communicated through the eyes of a nervous child.
I remember sharing the experience later with my husband. We talked about how we had always considered adopting a child even before we had children of our own, but the timing was never right. Until now. We knew that His gentle whisper was telling us to get ready. And that is what we are doing.
We have begun the process to become foster/adoptive parents. It is our great hope and prayer that one day that precious brown-eyed girl will share our last name. However, we also know that His plan is much greater than ours. And if He doesn’t intend for her to join our family then there is another child that will. But I do believe that what He spoke to me is truth: she is ours… if only for a season, to disciple, encourage, invest in, and love.
Now go ahead and call me crazy. (Maybe I am?!?) But isn’t it true the Lord tends to speak in the still, small moments? When we’re waiting on the earthquake, fire, or blinking billboard from heaven, He chooses the unexpected to get our attention. He uses what others have discarded. He gives value to the forgotten. He restores the broken.
I don’t know if our “Princess” (that’s the nickname she has given herself) will ever know the mighty way in which her heavenly Father has used her. But should we ever have the chance, we will certainly tell her.
What step of faith is God encouraging you to take?