That dream ended when I married my husband. I married him knowing full well he could no longer father children, without an expensive surgery. I concluded it didn't really matter. I knew he was a godly man who loved The Lord. To me, it was an easy trade off. I had much rather have a godly man than a house full of kids with an unglodly man. I knew God had chosen him for me.
Little did I know, God's plan was completely different and better than mine.
In October 2005, we brought home our daughter. She is a picture of God's faithfulness to me.
When I look at her, I am reminded of God's love for me. You see, He adopted me.
Every year Mother's Day gets a little sweeter.
This is so much better than my plan...
