No new news in terms of situations. No families we are currently presenting to.
But that doesn't mean that we aren't seeing God answer prayers and reminding us that He is in this.
A couple of weeks ago, Cody and I had been talking about changing up our profile book. This is the book that the expectant mother and family looks at when deciding which family they would like to place their baby with for adoption. After we got a few "no's", it made us question what is wrong with us?
Should we put in more action pictures? Do we look like a fun family? Are we coming across as loving?
What could we change to make us more appealing to the birth families?
We had discussed this with each other, but hadn't shared it with others.
I had also been praying that God would send me an encouragement of some sort to remind me that He is with us. Because let's face it, I was just feeling a little down.
On May 4th, we were pulling out of the church parking lot and I noticed a new Facebook message on my phone from a friend who knew nothing of our thoughts on changing our profile book.
Hey Breanna - I'm sharing a video with you from a mom who attends our MOPS group. Her story is so hard and so beautiful all at the same time and I hope it will give you hope as you continue through your adoption journey.
I talked to her yesterday and was telling her about you. Se asked if you had presented your book yet and I told her several times. She said "I know she (you) may be feeling like you've done something wrong, that maybe there is something in your book that needs to be changed." But she wanted me to tell you "not to change a thing, because the thing you think you should change might be the one thing that connects with the mother that God has been preparing for your family." I don't know if you've struggled with those thoughts at all, but if so I hope her testimony will give hope.
I'm praying for your journey.
Seriously, how awesome is that?!
I am writing this blog partly to journal our story and partly as a hope that it is an encouragement to others that God answers prayers. He is not a distant grandpa hanging out in a rocking chair watching our lives pass by like we watch a movie. He is ever present and ever faithful to finish the plan He has started for us. I read this verse this morning and thought the timing was perfect to wrap up this blog post.
For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. Isaiah 55:8-9
Wednesday, May 18, 2016
Wednesday, May 4, 2016
Testing of Faith
"Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you. But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt, because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. That person should not expect to receive anything from the Lord."
James 1:2-7
I have a love/hate relationship with the book of James. It is such a challenge to me personally each time I read its pages. When we began the adoption journey, the biggest "trial" we could see in front of us was MONEY. I want to share how God has been using this overwhelming hurdle to grow our faith and show His goodness. Let's start at the beginning, which wasn't pretty...
"God, I'd be willing to adopt, but you know we can't. You know our bank account and we don't have that kind of money. It would take us years to save up even close to that amount. So I think this tug at my heart has been a mistake that you didn't mean to send, because surely you can't be asking me to do this. I know that we've had thoughts of adoption for a while now, but that was probably just based off emotions. Because based off logic, it just doesn't make sense. Thanks but no thanks."
I'm so grateful God is patient with me. That He doesn't give up on me the first, second, or numerous other time that I just don't "get it". That as I went back to God's word to read James 1:27 where it talks about looking after orphans as a pure and faultless religion, I had to read through the beginning of the chapter again and read about trials and the testing of faith.
How I had wished we could skip the in between and go straight from trial to God's outcome.
But, as we have moved through the in between in our adoption journey, I've changed my mind on that statement.
Because to skip the wait, would skip seeing God's provision along the way.
When Cody and I finally said our yes out loud to each other in November 2015, we had a savings account that was minimal and a credit card with a balance on it! I hate credit cards and kept asking myself how we had let ourselves let the credit card get ahead of us. We knew we didn't want to start behind so we began to work hard at saving to pay it off. We felt strongly that we had to give our all and our best and that God would do the rest. Thank you God for the extra discipline and extra money.
That was great and all, but then we were looking at a $600 home study cost and $2,000 consultant cost before we could really even get started. At this point, we began to look around our home and sell some things for extra money. We also used Christmas money and bonuses and soon we were getting closer and closer. We took out an interest-free (for a year) credit card and had planned to put the rest of the consultant cost on it, when we had a generous gift card given and suddenly my eyes were opened to the fact that God was multiplying our efforts. I knew then that it would take a sacrifice on our part, but that God would come through.
So less than six weeks after our yes, we were out of debt (thankfully it was a small amount), had paid for a home study, and had paid our consultant fee. And can I just say that we NEVER just happen to have a few thousand dollars around. We don't even have a few hundred dollars. Our paychecks are predetermined and we have a budget. Yet somehow we had extra money we hadn't expected. And we were ready to get started. My faith was growing slowly.
We received the information packet from our consultant with more details than I knew what to do with. I skimmed the info for the financial page. I had thought domestic adoption cost around $25,000. I don't remember now where I came up with the number. I think I read it somewhere. But then I read in our packet the range was anywhere from $25,000-$45,000!
I wonder if God smiled at me as I wanted to take another step back and run and hide. In my planning of how "we" were going to do this, I had thought that the $25,000 would be a huge stretch and maybe impossible, and now a BIGGER number?
But we pressed forward. We decided it was time to share with our friends. It was humbling to say the least because I knew at some point, I might have to consider "fundraising".
Does that word give anyone else an uneasy feeling or just me? Coming from the girl who hated selling girl scout cookies! (But at the same time I buy from anyone who comes to my door to sell anything because I feel for them and the fact that they are making an effort to raise funds. Don't take advantage of my inability to say no.) ;)
This is so not in my comfort zone God.
We continued to pray. We prayed on how we could raise funds. We prayed about if we should ask for help. We prayed we could save with our own money. We prayed for a good tax return. We prayed through the ideas on "How to Adopt Without Debt". We prayed for the wisdom it talked about in James 1:5-6.
And slowly, God changed my fear to faith because I was finally willing to follow him even if I only knew one step at a time. We were willing to borrow, raise or sell whatever it took to bring home our baby.
What better opportunity to walk by faith, than to take the step God is asking you to take without knowing the next step after that? Do I have any other type A people in the group? Yet, this faith that I long for is available for me and God is asking me to just trust Him.
For we live by faith, not by sight. 2 Corinthians 5:7
So this is the part of the blog where I know I'm going to do an injustice to all God has done for us. This is the part where I wish I could sit across from you with a cup of coffee and tell you how He came through beyond our biggest hopes. But instead I will attempt to give it words here and probably re-write this section 10 times over. Each thing listed has a full story of its own. But if I wrote it all down you probably wouldn't have time to read it all in one setting, so here we go.
We designed a shirt with a verse we were passionate about with a hope of selling 75. We had 125 t-shirts ordered. Several paid even more than we were asking. We've been told stories about opportunities for our friends to share their faith and answer questions when wearing the t-shirt. It makes us happy to see our friends and family in t-shirts that mean so much to us.
We had a garage sale where we had a goal of making $500. We made $1,300! Charlotte made a sign that we put up showing we were doing this to save money for our adoption. It was another opportunity to share with neighbors and strangers the desire God has placed on our heart to adopt. My favorite story of the day was a complete stranger paying over $100 more for her items and just said "you guys are doing a good thing". I was in complete shock and didn't even get her name. As she drove away, her little girl waved to us out the window with the biggest smile. I wish I could tell them how much it meant to us.
We had considered a Noonday fundraiser but because we had just sold t-shirts, I had told my friend, Tracy who is a Noonday Ambassador that I didn't think the timing was right. A week or two later, another friend, Julie, called and said that "out of the blue" she had a call from a Noonday Ambassador asking if she'd like to host a party and that the proceeds could go toward an adoption and Julie thought of us! With Julie offering to host, I didn't want to say no, but felt bad that I would be using a different Noonday Ambassador other than Tracy only to realize that Tracy was Julie's friend too. It's neat to see God's plan unfold. We had work friends and church friends come and not only support our adoption, but also artisan entrepreneurs in some of the world's most vulnerable communities.
My sister offered to have a Thirty One party for us in Stilwell. We had several ladies attend and again Cody and I shared about adoption and our journey. Above the cost raised from the party sales, we had over $200 given in cash offered with prayers and hugs.
We shared the story of a quilt made for us HERE. What we didn't share was that the highest bidder paid MORE than their highest bid AND another family who did not win the auction still gave the highest amount they had bid just to support our efforts. Talk about tears!
Our Chick-fil-A fundraiser was a huge success. Besides the financial outcome, we felt so loved and supported from all who gave up their Thursday night to join us. I know that many had to drive across town. I know it's not always the easiest thing to do as a parent with young kids on a school night. I know many came for a second dinner. It meant so much. A young gentleman stopped at our table to ask about who we were and why we were there. He said, "there's something different about you guys, like a light that shines." We were happy to say that the "light" in us is not of us but because of Jesus. When we received the total of the fundraiser, the lady also told us that someone had offered to match what we made, doubling our funds! We do not know who it was, but another blessing above and beyond our hopes for the fundraiser.
I could go on and on about stories.... the older gentleman who passed us a donation check for the second time, the church member's generous donation with their employer who would match that, the young mother who sent a card and some money because God had led her to give, old friends, new friends and complete strangers who see the value in the life of an unborn child and have supported us with hugs, encouragement, money and prayers.
You know what else I love?
That during the wait...
During the trial...
During the perseverance...
We are growing to be more like Christ and more dependent on Christ.
AND...
I know from the stories of others that one day sweet baby Brumley #3 may go through their own trials in life with questions of their adoption and quite possibly questions of self worth...
And I will pull up this blog along with other records of the countless stories of God's provision and say...
You are worth it.
God saw your worth from the very beginning and so did we.
All of us.
And I will share these stories.
So thank you.
James 1:2-7
I have a love/hate relationship with the book of James. It is such a challenge to me personally each time I read its pages. When we began the adoption journey, the biggest "trial" we could see in front of us was MONEY. I want to share how God has been using this overwhelming hurdle to grow our faith and show His goodness. Let's start at the beginning, which wasn't pretty...
"God, I'd be willing to adopt, but you know we can't. You know our bank account and we don't have that kind of money. It would take us years to save up even close to that amount. So I think this tug at my heart has been a mistake that you didn't mean to send, because surely you can't be asking me to do this. I know that we've had thoughts of adoption for a while now, but that was probably just based off emotions. Because based off logic, it just doesn't make sense. Thanks but no thanks."
I'm so grateful God is patient with me. That He doesn't give up on me the first, second, or numerous other time that I just don't "get it". That as I went back to God's word to read James 1:27 where it talks about looking after orphans as a pure and faultless religion, I had to read through the beginning of the chapter again and read about trials and the testing of faith.
How I had wished we could skip the in between and go straight from trial to God's outcome.
But, as we have moved through the in between in our adoption journey, I've changed my mind on that statement.
Because to skip the wait, would skip seeing God's provision along the way.
When Cody and I finally said our yes out loud to each other in November 2015, we had a savings account that was minimal and a credit card with a balance on it! I hate credit cards and kept asking myself how we had let ourselves let the credit card get ahead of us. We knew we didn't want to start behind so we began to work hard at saving to pay it off. We felt strongly that we had to give our all and our best and that God would do the rest. Thank you God for the extra discipline and extra money.
That was great and all, but then we were looking at a $600 home study cost and $2,000 consultant cost before we could really even get started. At this point, we began to look around our home and sell some things for extra money. We also used Christmas money and bonuses and soon we were getting closer and closer. We took out an interest-free (for a year) credit card and had planned to put the rest of the consultant cost on it, when we had a generous gift card given and suddenly my eyes were opened to the fact that God was multiplying our efforts. I knew then that it would take a sacrifice on our part, but that God would come through.
So less than six weeks after our yes, we were out of debt (thankfully it was a small amount), had paid for a home study, and had paid our consultant fee. And can I just say that we NEVER just happen to have a few thousand dollars around. We don't even have a few hundred dollars. Our paychecks are predetermined and we have a budget. Yet somehow we had extra money we hadn't expected. And we were ready to get started. My faith was growing slowly.
We received the information packet from our consultant with more details than I knew what to do with. I skimmed the info for the financial page. I had thought domestic adoption cost around $25,000. I don't remember now where I came up with the number. I think I read it somewhere. But then I read in our packet the range was anywhere from $25,000-$45,000!
I wonder if God smiled at me as I wanted to take another step back and run and hide. In my planning of how "we" were going to do this, I had thought that the $25,000 would be a huge stretch and maybe impossible, and now a BIGGER number?
But we pressed forward. We decided it was time to share with our friends. It was humbling to say the least because I knew at some point, I might have to consider "fundraising".
Does that word give anyone else an uneasy feeling or just me? Coming from the girl who hated selling girl scout cookies! (But at the same time I buy from anyone who comes to my door to sell anything because I feel for them and the fact that they are making an effort to raise funds. Don't take advantage of my inability to say no.) ;)
This is so not in my comfort zone God.
We continued to pray. We prayed on how we could raise funds. We prayed about if we should ask for help. We prayed we could save with our own money. We prayed for a good tax return. We prayed through the ideas on "How to Adopt Without Debt". We prayed for the wisdom it talked about in James 1:5-6.
And slowly, God changed my fear to faith because I was finally willing to follow him even if I only knew one step at a time. We were willing to borrow, raise or sell whatever it took to bring home our baby.
What better opportunity to walk by faith, than to take the step God is asking you to take without knowing the next step after that? Do I have any other type A people in the group? Yet, this faith that I long for is available for me and God is asking me to just trust Him.
For we live by faith, not by sight. 2 Corinthians 5:7
So this is the part of the blog where I know I'm going to do an injustice to all God has done for us. This is the part where I wish I could sit across from you with a cup of coffee and tell you how He came through beyond our biggest hopes. But instead I will attempt to give it words here and probably re-write this section 10 times over. Each thing listed has a full story of its own. But if I wrote it all down you probably wouldn't have time to read it all in one setting, so here we go.
We designed a shirt with a verse we were passionate about with a hope of selling 75. We had 125 t-shirts ordered. Several paid even more than we were asking. We've been told stories about opportunities for our friends to share their faith and answer questions when wearing the t-shirt. It makes us happy to see our friends and family in t-shirts that mean so much to us.
We had a garage sale where we had a goal of making $500. We made $1,300! Charlotte made a sign that we put up showing we were doing this to save money for our adoption. It was another opportunity to share with neighbors and strangers the desire God has placed on our heart to adopt. My favorite story of the day was a complete stranger paying over $100 more for her items and just said "you guys are doing a good thing". I was in complete shock and didn't even get her name. As she drove away, her little girl waved to us out the window with the biggest smile. I wish I could tell them how much it meant to us.
We had considered a Noonday fundraiser but because we had just sold t-shirts, I had told my friend, Tracy who is a Noonday Ambassador that I didn't think the timing was right. A week or two later, another friend, Julie, called and said that "out of the blue" she had a call from a Noonday Ambassador asking if she'd like to host a party and that the proceeds could go toward an adoption and Julie thought of us! With Julie offering to host, I didn't want to say no, but felt bad that I would be using a different Noonday Ambassador other than Tracy only to realize that Tracy was Julie's friend too. It's neat to see God's plan unfold. We had work friends and church friends come and not only support our adoption, but also artisan entrepreneurs in some of the world's most vulnerable communities.
My sister offered to have a Thirty One party for us in Stilwell. We had several ladies attend and again Cody and I shared about adoption and our journey. Above the cost raised from the party sales, we had over $200 given in cash offered with prayers and hugs.
We shared the story of a quilt made for us HERE. What we didn't share was that the highest bidder paid MORE than their highest bid AND another family who did not win the auction still gave the highest amount they had bid just to support our efforts. Talk about tears!
Our Chick-fil-A fundraiser was a huge success. Besides the financial outcome, we felt so loved and supported from all who gave up their Thursday night to join us. I know that many had to drive across town. I know it's not always the easiest thing to do as a parent with young kids on a school night. I know many came for a second dinner. It meant so much. A young gentleman stopped at our table to ask about who we were and why we were there. He said, "there's something different about you guys, like a light that shines." We were happy to say that the "light" in us is not of us but because of Jesus. When we received the total of the fundraiser, the lady also told us that someone had offered to match what we made, doubling our funds! We do not know who it was, but another blessing above and beyond our hopes for the fundraiser.
I could go on and on about stories.... the older gentleman who passed us a donation check for the second time, the church member's generous donation with their employer who would match that, the young mother who sent a card and some money because God had led her to give, old friends, new friends and complete strangers who see the value in the life of an unborn child and have supported us with hugs, encouragement, money and prayers.
You know what else I love?
That during the wait...
During the trial...
During the perseverance...
We are growing to be more like Christ and more dependent on Christ.
AND...
I know from the stories of others that one day sweet baby Brumley #3 may go through their own trials in life with questions of their adoption and quite possibly questions of self worth...
And I will pull up this blog along with other records of the countless stories of God's provision and say...
You are worth it.
God saw your worth from the very beginning and so did we.
All of us.
And I will share these stories.
So thank you.
Tuesday, April 19, 2016
I Need Thee Every Hour
It's a good day to write a blog.
It has been a while since we've given an update other than a sentence or two here and there. The third mom we presented to was due any day when we agreed to present. Before she was able to make a decision on an adoptive family, she had her baby girl. She wanted some time to make a decision and wanted the birth father's input. He was out of town. So we were in a state of this could be our baby....and knew we would hear any day....we may go pick up our baby girl tomorrow...this could be it...
It's weird wondering if you should buy diapers yet, try to keep up with the laundry in case you need to pack fast, and make childcare plans all while not knowing if the birth family would choose us. There was a week wait before the father made it home and then three more days in a row of "you will hear today", followed by a "never mind, you will hear tomorrow". It was a very, VERY long Thursday, Friday and Saturday.
In the meantime, we received another situation on a baby due in July. It was one we were willing to present to, so we sent our info and asked them to have it on hold in case we received a "no" from the first situation.
After three days of nothing, we got two no's in one day.
And that came at the end of a very hard week for other reasons that were not adoption related. This blog isn't the place to share that and this isn't a blog to make you feel sorry for us.
Far from it.
The point is, we were in prayer constantly.
Going to God saying, we need you.
We need you to get through these hard situations. We need you to remind us we are called to adopt. We need you to take our burdens and our heavy hearts. We need you to fill us up so we can minister to others. We need you to remind us that you know all of our days, not just today. We need you to remind us that your timing is perfect. We need the reminder that our obedience is enough. We need you to help us just get up and face this day, and the next.
We need you.
Have you had one of those weeks when you couldn't turn on the TV or unwind from your normal work day, because your heart was so burdened for yourself and others that you just needed God? An ache that comes from a hurting world?
I love the hymn I Need Thee Every Hour. I always have. And lately, I've been singing it every day, multiple times a day. Why? Because it's true.
And after the smoke cleared and we came up for a deep breath, instead of feeling exhausted and angry, I felt joy...
BECAUSE I knew we were smack dab in the middle of doing what we were called to do and TOTALLY dependent on the One who will make it happen.
I know how to try to do life on my own. I know how to live an "easy" life independent of God all while singing "I Need Thee Every Hour" just because I like the sound of it.
But to live a life where I mean it? Now that's an exciting place to be.
Deuteronomy 13:4
Serve only the Lord your God and fear him alone.
Obey his commands, listen to his voice, and cling to him.
Psalm 55:22
Cast your burden on the Lord, and he will sustain you;
he will never permit the righteous to be moved.
1 Peter 5:7
Casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you.
From here we continue to wait on another situation. The process takes time no matter how badly I want to speed things up. Some weeks we don't see any situations at all. And then if we do present, it can take weeks to hear our answer. On a good month, that typically gives us a chance to see one situation, present and wait for an answer. We know we will likely go through some more no's too. But what a glorious day it will be when we get our YES!
Until then...I will continue to say, pray and sing this song. And instead of sharing my own alone-in-my-car or in-the-shower version, you should listen to Selah's. It's my favorite and a lot more enjoyable for your ears!
It has been a while since we've given an update other than a sentence or two here and there. The third mom we presented to was due any day when we agreed to present. Before she was able to make a decision on an adoptive family, she had her baby girl. She wanted some time to make a decision and wanted the birth father's input. He was out of town. So we were in a state of this could be our baby....and knew we would hear any day....we may go pick up our baby girl tomorrow...this could be it...
It's weird wondering if you should buy diapers yet, try to keep up with the laundry in case you need to pack fast, and make childcare plans all while not knowing if the birth family would choose us. There was a week wait before the father made it home and then three more days in a row of "you will hear today", followed by a "never mind, you will hear tomorrow". It was a very, VERY long Thursday, Friday and Saturday.
In the meantime, we received another situation on a baby due in July. It was one we were willing to present to, so we sent our info and asked them to have it on hold in case we received a "no" from the first situation.
After three days of nothing, we got two no's in one day.
And that came at the end of a very hard week for other reasons that were not adoption related. This blog isn't the place to share that and this isn't a blog to make you feel sorry for us.
Far from it.
The point is, we were in prayer constantly.
Going to God saying, we need you.
We need you to get through these hard situations. We need you to remind us we are called to adopt. We need you to take our burdens and our heavy hearts. We need you to fill us up so we can minister to others. We need you to remind us that you know all of our days, not just today. We need you to remind us that your timing is perfect. We need the reminder that our obedience is enough. We need you to help us just get up and face this day, and the next.
We need you.
Have you had one of those weeks when you couldn't turn on the TV or unwind from your normal work day, because your heart was so burdened for yourself and others that you just needed God? An ache that comes from a hurting world?
I love the hymn I Need Thee Every Hour. I always have. And lately, I've been singing it every day, multiple times a day. Why? Because it's true.
And after the smoke cleared and we came up for a deep breath, instead of feeling exhausted and angry, I felt joy...
BECAUSE I knew we were smack dab in the middle of doing what we were called to do and TOTALLY dependent on the One who will make it happen.
I know how to try to do life on my own. I know how to live an "easy" life independent of God all while singing "I Need Thee Every Hour" just because I like the sound of it.
But to live a life where I mean it? Now that's an exciting place to be.
Deuteronomy 13:4
Serve only the Lord your God and fear him alone.
Obey his commands, listen to his voice, and cling to him.
Psalm 55:22
Cast your burden on the Lord, and he will sustain you;
he will never permit the righteous to be moved.
1 Peter 5:7
Casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you.
From here we continue to wait on another situation. The process takes time no matter how badly I want to speed things up. Some weeks we don't see any situations at all. And then if we do present, it can take weeks to hear our answer. On a good month, that typically gives us a chance to see one situation, present and wait for an answer. We know we will likely go through some more no's too. But what a glorious day it will be when we get our YES!
Until then...I will continue to say, pray and sing this song. And instead of sharing my own alone-in-my-car or in-the-shower version, you should listen to Selah's. It's my favorite and a lot more enjoyable for your ears!
Wednesday, March 30, 2016
Power in Jesus
I have fought writing this blog.
I didn't want to tell others that we are presenting to another expectant mother today.
Because if I say it out loud to the world, then I also have to follow it up with another possible "no".
I didn't even want to present again this soon after our last no. I want to curl up in a ball and not present and just pray God will send a baby to my doorstep.
My literal doorstep.
Because presenting is hard. It's hard to know the details and dream of the future again each time. It's hard not to want to put a wall of protection up so that I don't feel this time around.
When we got an email about a baby girl that is expected soon, God stirred in my heart again. I called Cody to tell him about the email and we both instantly felt the need to respond with a yes to this family. A yes that they could present us.
A yes that we would once again feel.
A yes that we would once again dream.
A yes that we were all in.
A yes that we would put ourselves in another situation where we may hear a no.
I know that God has called us to this. I know that God has a plan. Sometimes I wonder why He calls us to present, knowing the answer already. It is so much easier to love big when we have the outcome we want. I like to think that maybe God knew that the other birth mothers needed to see another family who saw value in her baby. That makes the thought a little easier.
Last night, I told Cody that I didn't want to blog again. I think it is partly from pride...
Knowing that we may be told no again and again over the coming months before we are matched.
Wouldn't it be easier to just share a post after we are matched? Wouldn't it be easier to just show the good part? I want to just show the picture of our WHOLE family one day. Can't we just crop out the rest...crop out the hard...photoshop out the tears...brighten up the story...like we often do with our own social media post?
This morning when I left for work, I had decided not to share about our decision to present this time.
By the time I made it to work, I knew God was calling me to share the hard as well.
As I was driving, I was praying out loud...
God, I don't know how many times I can do this. I know it's just three. I know people present dozens of times. I know people wait years....YEARS to adopt. But I don't know if I can do this. How can I love fully again and again? I. CAN'T. DO. IT.
Then, one of my favorite songs started to play on the radio.
There is power
In the name of Jesus
There is power
Power in His name
And since I've decided to put myself out there again and share the feelings and the hurt, I might as well tell you that I cried. I cried hearing my answer. I can't do this, but there is POWER in the name of JESUS. And through Him, I CAN.
I can love big.
I can love fully.
I can hurt.
But He,
He can heal.
One name breaks every chain
One name, always
One name, Jesus
One name, one name remains
One name, we will proclaim
One name, always
One name
One name, one name can save
Pray for us today as we await the news.
I didn't want to tell others that we are presenting to another expectant mother today.
Because if I say it out loud to the world, then I also have to follow it up with another possible "no".
I didn't even want to present again this soon after our last no. I want to curl up in a ball and not present and just pray God will send a baby to my doorstep.
My literal doorstep.
Because presenting is hard. It's hard to know the details and dream of the future again each time. It's hard not to want to put a wall of protection up so that I don't feel this time around.
When we got an email about a baby girl that is expected soon, God stirred in my heart again. I called Cody to tell him about the email and we both instantly felt the need to respond with a yes to this family. A yes that they could present us.
A yes that we would once again feel.
A yes that we would once again dream.
A yes that we were all in.
A yes that we would put ourselves in another situation where we may hear a no.
I know that God has called us to this. I know that God has a plan. Sometimes I wonder why He calls us to present, knowing the answer already. It is so much easier to love big when we have the outcome we want. I like to think that maybe God knew that the other birth mothers needed to see another family who saw value in her baby. That makes the thought a little easier.
Last night, I told Cody that I didn't want to blog again. I think it is partly from pride...
Knowing that we may be told no again and again over the coming months before we are matched.
Wouldn't it be easier to just share a post after we are matched? Wouldn't it be easier to just show the good part? I want to just show the picture of our WHOLE family one day. Can't we just crop out the rest...crop out the hard...photoshop out the tears...brighten up the story...like we often do with our own social media post?
This morning when I left for work, I had decided not to share about our decision to present this time.
By the time I made it to work, I knew God was calling me to share the hard as well.
As I was driving, I was praying out loud...
God, I don't know how many times I can do this. I know it's just three. I know people present dozens of times. I know people wait years....YEARS to adopt. But I don't know if I can do this. How can I love fully again and again? I. CAN'T. DO. IT.
Then, one of my favorite songs started to play on the radio.
There is power
In the name of Jesus
There is power
Power in His name
And since I've decided to put myself out there again and share the feelings and the hurt, I might as well tell you that I cried. I cried hearing my answer. I can't do this, but there is POWER in the name of JESUS. And through Him, I CAN.
I can love big.
I can love fully.
I can hurt.
But He,
He can heal.
One name breaks every chain
One name, always
One name, Jesus
One name, one name remains
One name, we will proclaim
One name, always
One name
One name, one name can save
Pray for us today as we await the news.
Sunday, March 27, 2016
More Than A Quilt
I (Cody) walked up and she said, "I would like to make your family a quilt for your adoption."
Beautiful.
Yes the quilt is beautiful, but I was referring to the thought. We were so humbled to see yet another person offer their time and talent to help us bring home baby Brumley #3. To do their part in orphan care. To partner with us on this journey as many of you have through prayer, gifts, hugs, encouragement and more.
But a quilt?! Never saw that coming. So unique...and so fitting for how God works. In ways you never see coming but are EXACTLY the right thing.
Let me explain.
Dana Cantrell works at First Baptist Jenks with me. She has more than a knack for quilting. She's a straight artist. And would be mad that I'm bragging on her (don't worry Dana, this is about how amazing it is when we are obedient to God...wether adopting or making a quilt...and how God gets the glory). She offered to make a quilt to help us raise funds.
God's Church.
This is it! People offering what they have to help others be obedient to what God is calling them to. To help a child be raised, a birth mom be loved and God get the glory.
She asked what we had in mind and we told her we love God's word, so scripture would be great. And maybe something with a cross because that's what it's about. We are all spiritual orphans adopted in to Gods family by the sacrifice of Jesus. The cross is where that transaction happened. We loved the idea of a family being able to cuddle up under God's word and the cross.
God's Timing.
So Dana comes across a cross idea that is mezmorizing and she thinks she could bring it to life. Then while walking through Wal-Mart, where she always walks through the fabrics just to see if there's anything she might need for a project, she sees the perfect fabric. A roll filled with scripture and quotes about family. She had never seen it before, yet it was right where she couldn't miss it.
Just like God to provide the perfect pieces at the perfect time in the perfect place.
God's Redemption.
Dana began beautifully matching square after square to create the cross and the reminder that the gospel dispels darkness. Where did these squares come from? Most came from unused fabrics of previous projects. Mainly quilts she or her mom had made.
The ones that didn't fit in one place were exactly what was needed for this project. Cast aside for whatever reason and then redeemed to be precisely where they should be to tell the story of the cross.
I can relate.
Cast aside because of my sin. Separated from the relationship with God I was designed for. But then God redeemed me. Took care of the penalty of sin by placing it on Jesus. Now I get to be sewn in to a story that matters.
God's Adoption.
A quilt is many parts of fabrics combined to be one item. Not accidentally created but artistically orchestrated. Each piece cut, crafted and stitched with others until completion.
Our family has been stitched together perfectly in God's plan and now another piece will be crafted just for us. Stitched to us. Not an extra piece, but a piece that has always belonged. What we experience in adoption through salvation, our family will physically experience. (Imagine me making a hand signal like my brain is exploding and saying "boooom"...mind blowing)
God's Provision
Dana has it all organized and is sharing the story of how a quilt will be a symbol of God's heart for the Fatherless, when someone surprises her by sharing they would pay to have the stitching done. The stitching is intricate and strategic. It had to be done right and would cost extra. God once again supplied.
Since giving God our "yes" He has provided over and over. Dana has seen this as well. And it is amazing every time.
God's Story
The quilt is now complete. Immaculate. Moving. More than a quilt.
She brought it to the office to give to me The staff there at the time prayed over the quilt. More so, they prayed over my family, the baby we believe God will bring us, and the GENERATIONS this quilt will impact. Yes, generations. Made to last and made to tell of God's story for years to come.
God is good.
I tell you the story because it deserves to be told. How it will end we don't know yet. We will auction the quilt off through this Facebook group here:
Adoption Quilt Silent Auction
(The group is open now and the auction will actually take place April 4 through April 9. Details are on the group page if you are interested in following along or being a part of this event.)
Regardless of amount raised, the quilt has accomplished its purpose. It has displayed the gospel. Displayed the church. Displayed the beauty of adoption. Blessed our family to just be a part of its story. It is more than a quilt.
Now to find and stitch in our missing piece.
Beautiful.
Yes the quilt is beautiful, but I was referring to the thought. We were so humbled to see yet another person offer their time and talent to help us bring home baby Brumley #3. To do their part in orphan care. To partner with us on this journey as many of you have through prayer, gifts, hugs, encouragement and more.
But a quilt?! Never saw that coming. So unique...and so fitting for how God works. In ways you never see coming but are EXACTLY the right thing.
Let me explain.
Dana Cantrell works at First Baptist Jenks with me. She has more than a knack for quilting. She's a straight artist. And would be mad that I'm bragging on her (don't worry Dana, this is about how amazing it is when we are obedient to God...wether adopting or making a quilt...and how God gets the glory). She offered to make a quilt to help us raise funds.
God's Church.
This is it! People offering what they have to help others be obedient to what God is calling them to. To help a child be raised, a birth mom be loved and God get the glory.
She asked what we had in mind and we told her we love God's word, so scripture would be great. And maybe something with a cross because that's what it's about. We are all spiritual orphans adopted in to Gods family by the sacrifice of Jesus. The cross is where that transaction happened. We loved the idea of a family being able to cuddle up under God's word and the cross.
God's Timing.
So Dana comes across a cross idea that is mezmorizing and she thinks she could bring it to life. Then while walking through Wal-Mart, where she always walks through the fabrics just to see if there's anything she might need for a project, she sees the perfect fabric. A roll filled with scripture and quotes about family. She had never seen it before, yet it was right where she couldn't miss it.
Just like God to provide the perfect pieces at the perfect time in the perfect place.
God's Redemption.
Dana began beautifully matching square after square to create the cross and the reminder that the gospel dispels darkness. Where did these squares come from? Most came from unused fabrics of previous projects. Mainly quilts she or her mom had made.
The ones that didn't fit in one place were exactly what was needed for this project. Cast aside for whatever reason and then redeemed to be precisely where they should be to tell the story of the cross.
I can relate.
Cast aside because of my sin. Separated from the relationship with God I was designed for. But then God redeemed me. Took care of the penalty of sin by placing it on Jesus. Now I get to be sewn in to a story that matters.
God's Adoption.
A quilt is many parts of fabrics combined to be one item. Not accidentally created but artistically orchestrated. Each piece cut, crafted and stitched with others until completion.
Our family has been stitched together perfectly in God's plan and now another piece will be crafted just for us. Stitched to us. Not an extra piece, but a piece that has always belonged. What we experience in adoption through salvation, our family will physically experience. (Imagine me making a hand signal like my brain is exploding and saying "boooom"...mind blowing)
God's Provision
Dana has it all organized and is sharing the story of how a quilt will be a symbol of God's heart for the Fatherless, when someone surprises her by sharing they would pay to have the stitching done. The stitching is intricate and strategic. It had to be done right and would cost extra. God once again supplied.
Since giving God our "yes" He has provided over and over. Dana has seen this as well. And it is amazing every time.
God's Story
The quilt is now complete. Immaculate. Moving. More than a quilt.
She brought it to the office to give to me The staff there at the time prayed over the quilt. More so, they prayed over my family, the baby we believe God will bring us, and the GENERATIONS this quilt will impact. Yes, generations. Made to last and made to tell of God's story for years to come.
God is good.
I tell you the story because it deserves to be told. How it will end we don't know yet. We will auction the quilt off through this Facebook group here:
Adoption Quilt Silent Auction
(The group is open now and the auction will actually take place April 4 through April 9. Details are on the group page if you are interested in following along or being a part of this event.)
Regardless of amount raised, the quilt has accomplished its purpose. It has displayed the gospel. Displayed the church. Displayed the beauty of adoption. Blessed our family to just be a part of its story. It is more than a quilt.
Now to find and stitch in our missing piece.
Thursday, March 24, 2016
It's a No
Have you had a time in your life when you wanted the answer "yes" so badly only to have a "no" in return? Surely I'm not the only one.
With this most recent situation, a YES is exactly what I wanted, but a NO is what we got.
When we receive a situation by email, there's a lot to process. It is more than just a gender, race and due date to consider. There are intimate details that are shared with you. You can't help but feel when you read it. Hurt. Hope. Love.
We don't want to make decisions based on emotions so we pray and we talk through what we know to be true, and we pray some more. We always go to sleep unsure and praying, and then wake in the morning to talk it through again and see if we have a peace on presenting or not. Each time (twice) we have presented, we have both had a peace that it was the direction we were supposed to go.
I know that it may not make sense without being in our shoes, but to present and then receive a no, it hurts. I had been told this...I had read this...but I could not fully understand this before this point.
I know logically that these are people I've never met and that ultimately, this is not the child God has planned to join our family. I can recite all the right things to say to myself...things I know to be true.
But in the moment, it is not easy.
Before we present, we want to be 100% sure that we will follow through if the expectant mother chooses us. I can't imagine how hard it would be for an expectant mother to fall in love with a family, only to have that family back out and change their minds. Because we want to be all in, we have to allow ourselves to care...
to feel...
Even knowing that in the end of this journey, there's a great chance that a baby will join our family forever...
Even knowing that we will look at each other that day and say "it was worth it"...
Even knowing it takes most families lots of "no's" before they year "yes"....
It is hard.
I love to read. I love to read suspense books. But, I hate suspense. I know. I'm strange.
When I read, I often will skip ahead to the end of the chapter (or even the end of the book) and read what happens just because the suspense is killing me. Then, knowing the ending, I go back and read the details.
(If someone else wants to admit that they do this too, I would be forever grateful.)
I want to skip to the end of the chapter.
I want to read ahead and know that it all works out.
I want to see for myself that we make it.
That we were strong enough.
To see that beautiful moment when we hold Brumley #3 in our arms.
I had to remind myself today that I am not the author of our story, but that I know the author of our story.
"Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be." Psalm 139:16
God writes our story. He knows the ending. He knows the details.
He knows the hurts. He knows the trials. He knows and He cares.
He cares...which will allow us to continue to care deeply.
He loves...therefore we will continue to love fully.
We love because he first loved us. 1 John 4:19
Along our journey, we've read and heard the stories of others who have adopted. So many times I think, "Wow...only God can write that. Only God writes stories that beautiful." And again and again I've prayed that we would be patient for God to write ours.
So we press forward. We know today was the end of this specific chapter. We don't know how many more pages we will turn in this book. We don't know how many no's it will take. But we know the One who writes it, has called us to it.
Thank you for your kind words, prayers and encouragement. It means so much.
With this most recent situation, a YES is exactly what I wanted, but a NO is what we got.
When we receive a situation by email, there's a lot to process. It is more than just a gender, race and due date to consider. There are intimate details that are shared with you. You can't help but feel when you read it. Hurt. Hope. Love.
We don't want to make decisions based on emotions so we pray and we talk through what we know to be true, and we pray some more. We always go to sleep unsure and praying, and then wake in the morning to talk it through again and see if we have a peace on presenting or not. Each time (twice) we have presented, we have both had a peace that it was the direction we were supposed to go.
I know that it may not make sense without being in our shoes, but to present and then receive a no, it hurts. I had been told this...I had read this...but I could not fully understand this before this point.
I know logically that these are people I've never met and that ultimately, this is not the child God has planned to join our family. I can recite all the right things to say to myself...things I know to be true.
But in the moment, it is not easy.
Before we present, we want to be 100% sure that we will follow through if the expectant mother chooses us. I can't imagine how hard it would be for an expectant mother to fall in love with a family, only to have that family back out and change their minds. Because we want to be all in, we have to allow ourselves to care...
to feel...
Even knowing that in the end of this journey, there's a great chance that a baby will join our family forever...
Even knowing that we will look at each other that day and say "it was worth it"...
Even knowing it takes most families lots of "no's" before they year "yes"....
It is hard.
I love to read. I love to read suspense books. But, I hate suspense. I know. I'm strange.
When I read, I often will skip ahead to the end of the chapter (or even the end of the book) and read what happens just because the suspense is killing me. Then, knowing the ending, I go back and read the details.
(If someone else wants to admit that they do this too, I would be forever grateful.)
I want to skip to the end of the chapter.
I want to read ahead and know that it all works out.
I want to see for myself that we make it.
That we were strong enough.
To see that beautiful moment when we hold Brumley #3 in our arms.
I had to remind myself today that I am not the author of our story, but that I know the author of our story.
"Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be." Psalm 139:16
God writes our story. He knows the ending. He knows the details.
He knows the hurts. He knows the trials. He knows and He cares.
He cares...which will allow us to continue to care deeply.
He loves...therefore we will continue to love fully.
We love because he first loved us. 1 John 4:19
Along our journey, we've read and heard the stories of others who have adopted. So many times I think, "Wow...only God can write that. Only God writes stories that beautiful." And again and again I've prayed that we would be patient for God to write ours.
So we press forward. We know today was the end of this specific chapter. We don't know how many more pages we will turn in this book. We don't know how many no's it will take. But we know the One who writes it, has called us to it.
Thank you for your kind words, prayers and encouragement. It means so much.
Friday, March 11, 2016
Call It Grace
I haven't updated with a blog in a little while. I've wondered what the next topic would be. There's only so many ways to say "we are in the waiting". But, in a lot of ways I'm thankful for this time as God has used it to mold us to be more like Him.
First, a few adoption terms we've learned along the way. One of the first things we learned about domestic adoption is that very few are closed adoptions. A closed adoption is when the birth parents and adoptive couple remain completely anonymous. The birth parents do not meet or even know the names of the adoptive parents. This used to be the most common type of adoption, but is now considered rare.
Most adoptions fall into the category of open adoption or semi-open adoption. A semi-open adoption allows the adoptive parents' contact information to remain confidential, but often the adoptive parents meet the birth parents prior to or at birth. It involves updates sent periodically through email or private blogs while not sharing your general contact information. The situations we have considered so far fall into this category
Open adoption has a wide variation of what it might look like. Often there is an exchange of first and last names and you may contact each other through telephone, personal email or social media site, or face to face encounters.
Now back to how God is molding us...
Just to be vulnerable, the thought of anything but a closed adoption was terrifying to me when we first started to consider adoption. I had lifetime shows running through my head where the birth family comes to the adoptive family's front door demanding their child back. But real life doesn't play out like Hollywood drama.
I could go on and on about this topic and if you want to know more, I'd love to have a conversation with you about it! With healthy boundaries, no one has to forfeit their right to privacy. But that's not what I have in mind for this blog. Instead, I want to show you how God is using this specific topic to challenge us. And hopefully change us forever, for the better.
The truth is, when it comes to loving a new baby, the decision is easy.
Think about it. Babies are...
Innocent. Precious. Cute. Loveable.
We entered into this to have a baby. But could God really be asking us to love on the birth family as well? Wouldn't it be easier to ignore the fact that with adoption there can be brokenness, shortcomings, and mistakes?
Someone challenged me a long time ago to ask God to help me "love like He loves us". I've said it before. But how often do I do it? To love like God loves us. To love with grace.
To love someone who hasn't earned it.
To love without expectations of return.
To love for who they are and not what they've done.
To love fully, giving all and not just a part.
To love patiently, intentionally and unconditionally.
I love applying His unconditional love to me. I am slow to apply it to others when it does not benefit me, and especially when it may even hurt me. But scripture cannot be ignored.
Ephesians 2:4-5 But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ- by grace you have been saved.
Romans 5:8 But God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
Psalm 86:15 But you, O Lord, are a God merciful and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love and faithfulness.
Romans 8:37-39 No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height or depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.
So I had to ask myself and take a hard look at my life and think, "Am I really loving people like God loves me?" I have Jesus with me, but do I let him live through me?
Through time and conviction, God has changed my heart. While there is still an unknown in how much of a relationship the birth mother may want to have with us, I am open and excited about the opportunity to LOVE this precious woman as Christ loves her and loves me.
There's a good chance that during this time in her life love has not been displayed to her by those surrounding her. I'm excited when I read a situation where she has friends or family that are supportive, but sometimes that's not the case. Sometimes, she's been encouraged to have an abortion from those closest to her. Often times, her reason for considering adoption is that they "want a life for the baby full of love that they have not experienced". To say many of these women feel more broken than loved would be an understatement.
In a world of brokenness, shouldn't we as Christians look vastly different? Instead of being those that abandon the broken, shouldn't we draw close and speak of the grace that defines us?
I heard this song on the radio this morning and I don't think it's a coincidence knowing I was about to type this blog. I think it's the perfect way to close us out today.
Unspoken- Call It Grace
It's the light that pierces through you
To the darkest hidden place
It knows your deepest secrets
But it never looks away
It's the gentle hand that pulls you
From the judgement of the crowd
When you stand before them guilty
And you got no way out
Some may call it foolish and impossible
But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle
It's nothing less than scandalous
This love that took our place
Just call it what it is, call it grace
Call it grace
It's the breath that's breathing new life
Into what we thought was dead
It's the favor that takes orphans
Placing crowns upon their heads
It's the hope for our tomorrows
The rock on which we stand
It's a strong and mighty fortress
Even Hell can't stand against
Some may call it foolish and impossible
But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle
It's nothing less than scandalous
This love that took our place
Just call it what it is, call it grace
Call it grace
Call it grace
Amazing, unshaking
This is grace, this is grace
Unchanging, unfailing
This is grace, this is grace
Some may call it foolish and impossible
But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle
It's nothing less than scandalous
That Jesus took our place
Oh call it what it is, just call it what it is
Call it grace
First, a few adoption terms we've learned along the way. One of the first things we learned about domestic adoption is that very few are closed adoptions. A closed adoption is when the birth parents and adoptive couple remain completely anonymous. The birth parents do not meet or even know the names of the adoptive parents. This used to be the most common type of adoption, but is now considered rare.
Most adoptions fall into the category of open adoption or semi-open adoption. A semi-open adoption allows the adoptive parents' contact information to remain confidential, but often the adoptive parents meet the birth parents prior to or at birth. It involves updates sent periodically through email or private blogs while not sharing your general contact information. The situations we have considered so far fall into this category
Open adoption has a wide variation of what it might look like. Often there is an exchange of first and last names and you may contact each other through telephone, personal email or social media site, or face to face encounters.
Now back to how God is molding us...
Just to be vulnerable, the thought of anything but a closed adoption was terrifying to me when we first started to consider adoption. I had lifetime shows running through my head where the birth family comes to the adoptive family's front door demanding their child back. But real life doesn't play out like Hollywood drama.
I could go on and on about this topic and if you want to know more, I'd love to have a conversation with you about it! With healthy boundaries, no one has to forfeit their right to privacy. But that's not what I have in mind for this blog. Instead, I want to show you how God is using this specific topic to challenge us. And hopefully change us forever, for the better.
The truth is, when it comes to loving a new baby, the decision is easy.
Think about it. Babies are...
Innocent. Precious. Cute. Loveable.
We entered into this to have a baby. But could God really be asking us to love on the birth family as well? Wouldn't it be easier to ignore the fact that with adoption there can be brokenness, shortcomings, and mistakes?
Someone challenged me a long time ago to ask God to help me "love like He loves us". I've said it before. But how often do I do it? To love like God loves us. To love with grace.
To love someone who hasn't earned it.
To love without expectations of return.
To love for who they are and not what they've done.
To love fully, giving all and not just a part.
To love patiently, intentionally and unconditionally.
I love applying His unconditional love to me. I am slow to apply it to others when it does not benefit me, and especially when it may even hurt me. But scripture cannot be ignored.
Ephesians 2:4-5 But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ- by grace you have been saved.
Romans 5:8 But God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
Psalm 86:15 But you, O Lord, are a God merciful and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love and faithfulness.
Romans 8:37-39 No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height or depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.
So I had to ask myself and take a hard look at my life and think, "Am I really loving people like God loves me?" I have Jesus with me, but do I let him live through me?
Through time and conviction, God has changed my heart. While there is still an unknown in how much of a relationship the birth mother may want to have with us, I am open and excited about the opportunity to LOVE this precious woman as Christ loves her and loves me.
There's a good chance that during this time in her life love has not been displayed to her by those surrounding her. I'm excited when I read a situation where she has friends or family that are supportive, but sometimes that's not the case. Sometimes, she's been encouraged to have an abortion from those closest to her. Often times, her reason for considering adoption is that they "want a life for the baby full of love that they have not experienced". To say many of these women feel more broken than loved would be an understatement.
In a world of brokenness, shouldn't we as Christians look vastly different? Instead of being those that abandon the broken, shouldn't we draw close and speak of the grace that defines us?
I heard this song on the radio this morning and I don't think it's a coincidence knowing I was about to type this blog. I think it's the perfect way to close us out today.
Unspoken- Call It Grace
It's the light that pierces through you
To the darkest hidden place
It knows your deepest secrets
But it never looks away
It's the gentle hand that pulls you
From the judgement of the crowd
When you stand before them guilty
And you got no way out
Some may call it foolish and impossible
But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle
It's nothing less than scandalous
This love that took our place
Just call it what it is, call it grace
Call it grace
It's the breath that's breathing new life
Into what we thought was dead
It's the favor that takes orphans
Placing crowns upon their heads
It's the hope for our tomorrows
The rock on which we stand
It's a strong and mighty fortress
Even Hell can't stand against
Some may call it foolish and impossible
But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle
It's nothing less than scandalous
This love that took our place
Just call it what it is, call it grace
Call it grace
Call it grace
Amazing, unshaking
This is grace, this is grace
Unchanging, unfailing
This is grace, this is grace
Some may call it foolish and impossible
But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle
It's nothing less than scandalous
That Jesus took our place
Oh call it what it is, just call it what it is
Call it grace
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