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Broadsided at 10:30 on Saturday night....

Sometimes right in the most unexpected moment a prayer gets answered. Literally, right when you don't even have the challenge sitting on your fore brain -where it never seems to leave - poof, the most unexpected happens. It's not the solution to the obstacle we thought we were prepping for, but then again, is it ever, has it ever? Not the solution we were gearing for, we don't even know if it can happen, but potentially the road we were preparing to travel just changed. Nothing is even certain, we are still standing like deer in the headlights this morning, wondering if what we think could happen really might have just presented its self, but a possibly stands before us, one that wasn't there in our wildest dreams......And maybe the prayer's not completely answered, not even close, but the door just cracked open. And sometimes a crack is all you need. Maybe now he's sitting up there looking down on us ... watching.... and wondering what we'll do with this opportunity he just presented....one we didn't even see coming. I think he has that smirk on his face, saying 'See, you were trying to do this without me, I just showed you...didn't I. Maybe you should have a little more faith...in me'

And it's much better than anything we could have dreamed in our wildest dreams. I'm giddy. Oh my goodness..

Comments

Megan said…
Patiently waiting to find out what all this is about!
Lori Barfield said…
I'm hoping with you even though I have no idea what to hope for today! It's wonderful to hear such anticipation in your words.
Danny McAuliffe said…
Oh you did not just leave me hanging here did you??

Waiting ... and praying for you as you and your giddy self wait as well.
Angela said…
I am very excited for you all that God is opening a new door for you, and sound like even more than you thought you could have ask for. We do serve a Wonderful God, and he does always know what is best for us even when we have no clue. I am very curious what this is all about though. Please give us more info soon.
Sheila said…
Wow, you really know how to keep people hanging don't you! Whatever it is though, I'm very excited for you. :o)
Unknown said…
Although we've never met, I feel like I know you. Over the last couple of years, my daughter Taylor has fallen completely in love with your family, and she has so much respect for you. I want to thank you for being the inspiration you have been to her. The word I hear so often when she talks about you is AMAZING, and from her stories and your blog entries, I believe she's right on target. Allowing her to spend time with your family has had an incredible impact on her life and her future. Sometimes we don't see it right away but the Lord always has a plan, and we've always known he has a special plan for Taylor. I can't wait to meet you and thank you in person for allowing my special girl to spend time with your special girl (and boys)!

Until then,
Dianne Paul

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