Hitting the wall!!

It was bound to happen. Our ticker passed the 6 month mark and I hardly noticed! Life has been busy and good. Fundraising has been busy and great. (We have been very humbled and encouraged by all of you who have invested in our family!)

I have completed several marathons. In each one, I got to a point that I hit a wall. (My first, I actually sat on the curb and cried.) I am happy to say I have been able to finish each one. The wall certainly hurts and causes a bit of a set back...but keeping my eyes on the finish (and bragging rights :), I have been able to cross the finish line.

And so we set out on the "adoption marathon" last spring. Thrilled to have honed in on our child's country, agency, and the paperwork chase. What momentum I had. I, literally after learning how to email, started a blog..thanks to a very patient husband!! Our fundraising began. I started feeling like I should introduce myself as

"My name is Kelly. It has been __weeks since my last fundraiser."

You name it, we did it....thanks to very patient friends!!

Yesterday afternoon, my four kids asked--seriously, they did--for Tim to blockade them in the playroom. The four of them happily entered the room with water bottles, a couple of bagels, and a banana. Tim then closed the doors and.....

I considered working on a post about God's provision through our (and your) adoption process. Every once and a while, a face would appear for a quick wave.

As I laid on the couch, which I am sure did nothing to help in the motivating process, I hit the wall. I had trouble formulating my thoughts. My blog writing, not that it was over the moon exciting before, suffered a set back. I wanted very much to convey how the Lord has provided and will continue to provide for my family..and yours, especially if you start out on an "adoption marathon". Have you ever wanted to write such a great, truth-possessing post that you can't even write anything?

Nothing, that is, except how to have a few quiet hours in your home to think and rest by blocking your children in one room for hours with only some bread and water? I'm thinking that isn't going to pack the punch I was hoping for....but it is my life! :)