Target

Today, I went to Target WITH my children. This was actually our second trip, but my first with just the kids and it definitely made me reflective.  Its the little things sometimes, you know?

I use to drive over to Target on lunch breaks or after work and walk around day dreaming about my children being home.  I would hold up clothes and wonder what size they would be in, walk down the toy aisles and wonder what their interests would be and what they would enjoy playing with.

I often had an ache in my heart as I walked around that store. I would see moms talking softly to their babies (or even loudly to their toddler!) and my heart would ache because my babies were on the other side of the world.  

Not today.  My babies were in the shopping cart right there with me and my heart was full. And the wondering?  The wondering is over!!  I know what size my little munchkins are and I know what their interests are and what they like to play with.

Is it more work to get two kids in and out of car seats?  Of course.  Did it take me twice as long to get the things on my list?  Yes.  Did I buy more things that were not on my list than things that were on it?  Sure did, but I did that before kids too! 

I hope my kids always know how longed for and loved they were and are. For years before we ever knew about them, we longed for them.  During those years of waiting, God was preparing our hearts, home, and lives for them.  In a way only He can, He was working out a plan to bring us together.  He always has a plan our God does.  It is strange and mysterious and even painful at times, but He has a plan.  This is a hope that I will always hold on to, He has plans to give us, you and me, a hope and a future.