I came home from doing an errand on Wednesday to see a message on my phone. The social worker was calling with a potential placement. It was 2:48. I checked and she had called at 12:39, 1:17, 2:22. I called back right away and she said she was calling about a newborn placement, still in the hospital, but the baby had already been placed. She tried to reach me three times, and I wasn't home!! She had also called Scott, who missed the call (in Las Vegas, at a meeting). A newborn!! Exactly what I have been praying for! But it wasn't meant to be or else I would have been home, like I almost ALWAYS am during those hours...
I wanted to cry, I was truly sad and disappointed. Days later I think "if I had that baby right now, he would be strapped to my chest while I pick up these groceries, and I could be kissing that soft little head..." And then when kids are actin' a fool, or I am peacefully sleeping in from yet another snow day I think "it is nice that there is not one more person needing me right now..."
God knows what He is doing, and I just need to remember that God's timing trumps MY timing 100% of the time. And I am thankful that there are people who are loving and kind and open enough to grab that little bundle and love on it.
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