tiny miracles that are great in my eyes...

     I have to post tonight--to write about another of the miracles that have happened along our journey of adoption.  I don't want to forget any of them--and so I must write them down.
     The most recent happened just a few days ago when I received approval from CIS for our I600 form.  It wasn't supposed to come for 2 more weeks, and then to see that it had been approved on February 17 (just the morning after Mike and I had attended the temple)---I felt it was a tender mercy.  I was again reaffirmed when I emailed my adoption counselor this morning, and she replied "How quick!"  --addressing the fact that we would receive this form--I guess it's not the norm.  (Reaffirms my faith--and makes me so happy trusting that the Lord is in charge).
      I decided three weeks ago that I would attend the temple once a week for added power (both in my life and especially in this adoption process that is going on in Ghana as I write) and especially for help and the protection of our children that we hope are waiting safely in the arms of unseen angels in Ghana.  
      Continually--I feel like the Spirit is guiding this process for our family.  I don't dwell on it--I hope for it and pray for them continually.  I also find myself praying for our papers (wherever they may be) in Accra, that they will be safeguarded--and put into the hands of those who will be influenced by the spirit.  It's crazy how scary and overwhelming this process can be at times.
      As I was visiting with my sister this morning about our adoption--I was again reminded of the sweet tender mercies and miracles we have experienced.  I know to many others, they don't look like that big of a deal.  But I know--with every fiber of my being--that the Lord is in charge and directing the affairs of my life.  I have never needed or tried harder to live by the spirit  more than I have this past 4 months.  Truthfully, I cannot get over the fact of how many good--extremely good Christian families are out there.  I have stumbled over hundreds of blogs---(it has become my life :))--and I cannot believe how much compassion, charity and love for the Savior, that people have.  It restores my faith in human kind, and in people all over the world.  I want so badly for all of them to listen to and accept the Gospel!  Maybe oneday...
      Today as I was reading my scriptures, I read at the bottom of the page a sidenote--saying that earthquakes will precede the Second Coming of the Savior.  I read it over and over because it brought me so much joy--thinking about welcoming Him in someday.  >Peace too--especially thinking about those scary earthquakes that we may have to experience before we see Him.  Wow--do I love the Lord.