Sorry it's been so long! I've had the flu and, once I got better, I had a luncheon to raise money for Project O. I'm still a little under the weather. Mainly with coughing and stuff, but I'm hoping that I can not overexert myself today and keep getting better.
I think you'd really like to read this post:
Honestly...I don't know if it has upset me or what, but I can tell you, I've wanted to do something like that for years. I've wanted to go to another country and help children. I want to adopt. But have I really counted the costs? Sometimes. Sometimes not. My husband is very much against the idea. I know that he doesn't want to give up the comforts. He's said to me before, 'I feel like I can't give you what you want.' I guess I never really thought that it was true. Only God can do that. But if my husband won't go with, what do I do? I promised God to obey him. I PROMISED God.
I live in a city that just pisses me off with a job that I don't like in an apartment that doesn't make me happy. I know that God is calling me to a new beginning, but I'm scared. I am afraid of it at times. I'm confused. Can He call me, but not my husband? What do I do?
It's something that I've always thought about and it really tears at my heart. I don't know. It's way more than I was going to think about today, but maybe I needed to...