Being ok with one - if that's what He wants

I imagined being the mother to two children, maybe three, but certainly no more than three.

I imagined being a working woman, gracefully balancing a career and motherhood.

I imagined a lot of things that didn't go the way I imagined.

I have come to the place where I am content with my family, as-is.

We have a friend. His name is Brad. He has the gift of descernment. The gift of seeing past the outward appearance. Truly, I believe he has the gift of prophecy.

For two years now, it has been his belief the Lord would be increasing our family, in some way. I'm sure the few times we've crossed his mind he has said a prayer about our unique situation, and probably prayed for us to add more children to the mix.

Our paths crossed again last weekend, at a faith enrichment event at our previous church. He was the guest pastor and we were leading a group of crazy, wild high school seniors. Our K was in attendance as well.

As we walked through the door, he seemed surprised to see us, knowing we had moved away during the summer.

He had been telling others about us, and sincerely hoped we would somehow be there.

And we were.

Saturday night, before the worship service and group sessions began, he slipped us a note. In the frenzy of the night's activities, we waited until later to read it.

Before we left that night, he pulled K aside. He has always had a special connection to her. As an adoptive father himself, he knows exactly what to say. And, as mentioned earlier, his gift of descernment, and his closeness to Christ, gives him a unique way with words to speak truth, encouragement, and excitement into those lucky enough to have a private moment with him in a room of more than 150 people.

"You have been saved for eternity by these people who are now your parents," he said to her. "You are not defined by what your birth mom did — the blood that runs through you now isn't what you were born with."

She was glued intently on his face as he spoke every word.

Every word was so true. So touching.

Later, when my sweetheart and I got a moment alone, we read the note Brad slipped to us earlier.

(Translation: "Wow! What all can happen in a year! Crazy proud of you guys. I am still believing the Lord for your home to be blessed with more children. Continue to Hope.")

I have come to the place where I am content with my family, as-is. I am ok with one child.

Unless, of course, as-is is not how He wants it.


(To see more of our friend Brad, visit his YouTube Channel, follow him on twitter, or check his Armored Outreach website.)