My heart is full.
My husband and I travelled to Chicago this past weekend to attend the Refresh Conference. It’s a conference specifically for Believers involved in foster care and adoption.
The name says it all.
The main goal is to refresh and equip foster and adoptive families while providing space for community to flourish.
I did not know I was starving;
For a glimpse of this part of God’s Kingdom
for encouragement and blessing on this journey
for the future.
I did not expect the emotions I felt as I stood with over a hundred other people passionate about orphaned and vulnerable children, worshipping together.
The tears caught me off guard as I felt their presence around me,
listened to their words of hope
and saw the same heart in their eyes as I see looking back in the mirror at me every day.
we said “me too.”
I went expecting to meet new people, hear their stories and be encouraged.
What I experienced was so much more.
I was spiritually nourished.
I felt like they were speaking my heart language.
My soul rested and I felt this balm just wash over me, knowing that here in this place I did not need to fight or defend.
Here I was understood.
At the end of the weekend we exited through a prayer line.
I walked beside my husband, clenching his hand and feeling the tears sting my eyes as I saw their hands stretched over us and heard their prayers ringing in my ears.
“His strength in your weakness”
I didn’t know how much it would mean to have someone praying His Word over me, my husband and our family.
We are not alone.