The night I did the ugly cry...

So it was like any other day...we were at Pro Deo, Andy was stringing up a piñata for Cinco De Mayo and it was almost dinner time. We got the call asking if we would take a sibling set. We said yes. They said they would call the worker. We finish the piñata, charge a phone, and frantically start looking for the things we need to make this work thinking that before bedtime we will have doubled the size of our family and all with littles that were going to have no idea what was going on. We were excited, scared, nervous...we prayed lots, we moved and rearranged fast (Andy's gift). Two hours later the home finding place calls back and says that the worker has put them in shelter over night and hopefully would call us in the morning. We paused. We decided to go on a walk with our family of 4 and two pups and slow down and enjoy the evening. We put Miss K to bed and she was wired. Finally about 9:30 Andy gets on the baby monitor and says Miss K you need to be asleep. She says when are the kids coming? It took us a minute to clarify but she made it very clear she meant the children that we had been talking about all night. She didn't get the memo that they weren't coming and this whole time had been waiting for them- no doubt in my mind she was watching out the window for them. Andy, without missing a beat, said why don't you pray for them. That was the end of discussion. Then over the baby monitor we here muffled talking and so we turn up the baby monitor as loud as we could and listened. We didn't hear it all but what we heard made our hearts melt and made this momma bear do the ugly cry.
"God I just really want them here"  "I want her in my room" "I want to play with them" "I really want these brothers and sisters" "...keep them safe" "thank you for our blessings"

And just like that I am a heap of a mess on the floor. My three year old gets it. She has been very aware all week since our 15 year old walked through the door that something is beautifully chaotic about this all but she has a gift of hospitality and a heart that overflows for others. Every time she sees our 15 year old she asks (in all honesty sometimes awkward questions-like the first 15 minutes we met her...Kadence asked where her mommy was) if she can read books together, go on walks together. Kadence always wants to be in her room and talk with her.

So we might still get a placement before the weekend is over...and we might not. But one thing is for sure Jesus is in the midst of all of this and hearing your three year old pray for kiddos she has not met and asking Jesus to bring them to us so we can be their family is enough to make this girl do the ugly cry.

Our family moves forward confidently knowing that God got this and that our family is being covered in prayer by our friends, family, and most importantly Miss K.