We are still licensed. We could, at any time, be paperwork ready to bring home another child. We have through this fall to let our license close or re-certify. Our plates are full. Our home is full. We have struggling kids. We have financial craziness. We have no seats at our table or in our van. We are full.
And yet, we could not say with 100% certainty that we are done; that God is finished with us. Sean and I don’t feel a prompting to grow our family, but we cannot say that God won’t move in our hearts again at some point. Even with the stress of this summer, clearly our kids feel that way too. RAD would not deter them from adopting. They see the good of it everywhere they turn. On Sunday, we had a foster and adoption sermon at church. This is the note Evelyn passes me in the middle.
(The Johnsons need to adopt bab(ies) YES!! NOW!!)
If I gave her one of my “full” statement above, she would be horrified. Make room! These babies need homes! And so out of the mouths of babes, my heart is quieted. Move when He says move but don’t presume He will never again say move.