Match-Maker, Match-Maker, Make me a Match

February 2 was a long day. I woke up and spent a few hours in prayer about this baby boy in Alabama. I prayed for his precious birth mother and for all those involved.

I went to work praying desperately for the Father to help me stay present to the students in which I minister to and to keep my mind fixed on Him. At the end of the work day I headed to a neighboring town for an appointment.

I was in meetings all day, but finally heard from C. She explained that the birth mother looked at the profile and said, “It's perfect. It's exactly what I’m looking for.”  Music to adoptive parents’ ears.

So on February 2 I was MATCHED with that baby boy in Alabama due to be born February 12. I knew there was some reason I couldn’t get him off my mind. It was because he was to become my son.

Now the fun and madness began. Most people have 9 months to prepare for a baby. I had 10 days.  It’s amazing what you can do in 10 days.