Room For One More

Well, the weekend has been hectic, our dishwasher was broken on Tuesday of last week and Mike had to take it apart and fix it (the lines had frozen and Mike had to get the ice out), then yesterday the dryer was broke. We both looked at each other and prayed that he would be able to fix it. I had to go to KMart and get a few things and I prayed all the way there that he would be able to fix it. Well, by the time I got back, he had fixed it:) Praise God for the answer to prayer! Thanks also to Mike, my own personal "Maytag Man".
While I was at KMart, I had seen someone that I hadn't seen since I had been to Liberia to get Josie. She asked me how things were going and how Josie's first Christmas with us was. I told her that it was great and that we didn't know how we ever got along without her. I told her about Josie not knowing how to open her presents at first, she said how sad. Then she asked me about my trip. She commented on the fact that people probably can't comprehend how bad things are there until they are there themselves. I told her that yeah, even though Mike had been there and told me all about it that I couldn't comprehend it until I was there myself. She had tears in her eyes as I told her what things were like there. Then she preceeded to ask me if I thought that Josie would be our last child or if we would adopt again. I told her that I didn't think that Josie would be our last one, but it is God's plan and God's timing. She smiled at me and said, "Yeah, there is always room for one more."
I though a lot about that yesterday and last night, and yes there is always room for one more. One more child that needs a bed, one more that needs a hug, one more that needs a home to call their own, one more that needs food on their plate, one more that needs direction and God's love shown to them, one more that needs a mom and dad. I am so glad that God didn't say, no sorry my house is full you can't come in. I am so glad that He made room for me, and welcomed me with open arms and continues to even when I mess up. So, I guess I will say whenever I am asked if we will ever adopt again "There Is Always Room For One More".