Friday, November 28, 2008

Blind Faith

I think everyone has heard some rendition of this story, I can't take credit for it, but I want to share it.

A family that was short on cash and had no food in the house. The family began
to believe God to supply food for them that day.
The husband came in the kitchen and told his wife to set the table. She said,
“Honey, we have no food!” He told her to set the table anyway. She reluctantly set the
table with plates, glasses, spoons, forks, napkins, and everything. She set the table just
like she was about to serve a normal meal.
The husband, wife, and their small son sat down at the table and looked at the
empty plates. The little boy was, of course, very hungry. He looked at his dad and
asked, “What are we going to eat?”
His father replied, “Son the Lord will take care of us, you’ll see.”
The little boy asked the same question, several times, and received the same reply
from his dad. Soon, the little boy said, “I sure would love to have a chocolate pie.”
Once again, his dad told him that the Lord would provide. Just a few moments
later, there was a knock on the door. The father went to open the door and there was a
man standing there with a basket of food. He said, “My wife cooked too much food, and
the Lord said for me to bring this basket to you.”
When they opened the basket, they found chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, beans,
and bread; and last of all, they removed a chocolate pie.
Sometimes in our lives we have to trust God right down to the last second. But
God knows exactly how to take care of us. He can provide exactly what we need. He
provides not only the meals we need, but He cares enough to send a chocolate pie to a
little hungry boy.

I know I have been quiet.  And I know I stopped my count down because I was given some news that caused me to feel disappointed and defeated.  But I was asked by a dear friend to keep counting.  Keep looking with anticipation and to "set the table".  (Thanks Celeste).  I posted a few weeks ago about a really really challenging situation that I was enduring and I felt so much love and support from those that posted and prayed or prayed and didn't post.  I just knew I had more warriors standing beside me then I even knew possible.   I am so pleased to announce that my situation was resolved and although I was postponed a little I am back on track.  But this is the thing... that postponement actually worked so well within my life that everything else shifted into place.  

I'm real big on analogies so let me say this.  I ran track in high school (and not one time since lol) and  runners know that everyone starts in their own lane at a different spot but the distance is the same.   Well, I was still on the track, I could see the finish line, but I was in the wrong lane! God slowed me down and got me back on track!  Because trust me... you don't want to come in first and not be in the right lane.  That's right disqualified!   Thank you everyone for praying for me and with me.  

So with that being said, and back by popular demand (ok, not really), I will continue to count.  Because although my adoption may be delayed, I have not been disqualified.  I don't know what's gonna happen when I get up there in the numbers lol.  Maybe I'll start counting old boyfriends, that will get me thru about 100 weeks!  
I saw this on a friends page, and I just need to say, PRAISE HIM IN ADVANCE.   Because my daughter is coming home.

TTYL Robbin


  1. Glad some things are working out.

  2. I love that song Robbin

    Yes let the count down begin again.

    We got crazy faith!!!!


  3. Yay! Good for you for starting that counter up again! Keep the faith. Your daughter WILL come home!

  4. Praise God Robbin!

    Blessings delayed are not blessings denied! I can speak for own adoption funding..we're on a pay as you go plan.I hope they don't hold these babies up. One bird in the hand beats two in a bush!

  5. Robbin, you are blessed. I am so glad to hear the countdown is back on, and I am thrilled & honoured to be able to follow through this journey with you to your daughter.

  6. I love your heart. Keep counting. I know you'll use that onesie one day.