Throughout the following days, I went through various waves of emotion. From laughing hysterically that only this could happen to us, to deep grief.

I’ve told you a million times that music is how I work things out with Jesus. It’s my love language haha.

So by the time Friday came around (1 week to the day of our failed match) I was a bit weepy. I’m loving the song “Thy Will” by Hillary Scott of Lady Antebellum and so I played it on repeat all day and BAWLED my eyes out. It spoke so perfectly how I was feeling (she wrote it about a miscarriage, so almost the same emotions). You need to read the lyrics to understand, so I’ve generously posted them below :)

I'm so confused
I know I heard you loud and clear
So, I followed through
Somehow I ended up here
I don't wanna think
I may never understand
That my broken heart is a part of your plan
When I try to pray
All I've got is hurt and these four words

Thy will be done
Thy will be done

I know you're good
But this don't feel good right now
And I know you think
Of things I could never think about
It's hard to count it all joy
Distracted by the noise
Just trying to make sense
Of all your promises
Sometimes I gotta stop
Remember that you're God
And I am not

Thy will be done (x3)
Like a child on my knees all that comes to me is
Thy will be done (x2)

I know you see me
I know you hear me, Lord
Your plans are for me
Goodness you have in store
I know you hear me
I know you see me, Lord
Your plans are for me
Goodness you have in store

The last time I played the song that day, I had some straight out worship in my bedroom. Hands raised, tears pouring, completely surrendering to God’s will and not my own. Gosh, I still get emotional thinking about it. Then I hopped in the shower to get ready for date night before Chris got home.

When I got out of the shower, I had a missed call from our case worker with a message that said “you’re going to want to call me back!” And I did.

She informed me that there was a lady in South Carolina currently in labor and wanting to set an adoption plan. We knew no information about her other than she said she was clean as far as drugs/alcohol. I agreed that we would be interested and waited to hear back. At this point I just thought I’d discuss with Chris at dinner. And that’s what happened. Then we got home from dinner about 6:45 and case worker called with instructions to get in the car and go to South Carolina to get OUR baby!

Through some divine circumstances that I’ll never fully understand, we were the top of the list. And we were chosen. We didn’t know if it was a boy or girl or even the race. Our baby was born just before 8pm that night and we got the call on the road that it was a BOY! We arrived in SC a little after midnight and we were able to go meet him. The next day the paperwork was signed and we were able to get a room at the hospital until we were discharged on Monday. And then the following Friday we were cleared by both states to come home!

We had the privilege to meet our sweet birth mom and pray with her, love on her and minister to her. It was a precious moment that I wouldn’t trade anything for. Our week in South Carolina was filled with TONS of movements of God. He worked out details in a way that only He could, and that’s exactly what we had prayed over our adoption journey; that when people heard our story, they would say “Only God.”

And that’s the truth here friends. Only God could have orchestrated this the way He did. He has made the most beautiful masterpiece out of our pile of ashes.

Our adoption hearing is scheduled for October, and then everything will be 100% official.

This baby boy of ours, well he’s the picture of God’s faithfulness. He’s proof that prayers are answered. Our world has been forever changed in the very best of ways. I can’t imagine life without him. He’s everything I ever dreamed of and more.