Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Show Hope.

Do you ever have one of those days that you just NEED to go to the mailbox because something absolutely important and crazy might have arrived and you HAVE to see it right away? This very thing happened to me on Monday, May 21 2012. 
Dave, Hunter and I were having our Sabbath and majorly processing through some pretty heavy stuff.
We were in the car on the way home from lunch and I sincerely felt the Holy Spirit tell me to go to the mailbox. I couldn't think right away why I would feel that so strongly but then I thought about an application I had filled out and mailed 3 months prior. I had mailed our application to receive a grant from Show Hope. Show Hope is Steven Curtis Chapman's non-profit that helps, advocates and fights for adoption and children! (ShowHope.org) Well, of course I kind of shrugged it off as probably just an insane thought in my head but promptly told Dave to please drive by the mailbox. It was crazy as I looked in the mailbox and the top letter was actually from Show Hope! Then you have that moment afterward that you say, "Yeah, I KNEW that was the Lord!" Ha! Tara of so little faith. I looked at it and immediately it felt like a letter of denying us funds to help with adoption. That was my assumption anyway. I quickly tore it open and scanned the letter quickly. My eyes fell on a number and it was a number that I had NEVER expected to see or even dreamed about. $6000.00. $6000 dollars?? WHAT?! I started freaking out a little and told Dave and Hunter. The letter stated that Show Hope would be granting us SIX THOUSAND DOLLARS! We drove home screaming in the car and when we pulled into the driveway we ran out of the car and into the garage and did a happy dance. When I say that we did a happy dance, I mean we REALLY did a happy dance. We held hands and spun in circles giggling and praising God together. One of those times that you wish you had a photographer traveling around with you and capturing some of your purest moments. I'm always too caught up in living life that I forget to photograph stuff. (still wondering if that is really such a bad thing?;)) We were experiencing a joy in our heavenly Father that we won't forget. In fact, He keeps telling me to, "Remember!" 
As I write this, I remember. I remember His faithfulness is to ALL generations and His love endures forever!

Psalm 40:10
I do not hide your righteousness in my heart; I speak of your faithfulness and your saving help. I do not conceal your love and your faithfulness from the great assembly.
Psalm 115:1
Not to us, LORD, not to us but to your name be the glory, because of your love and faithfulness.