is often not at all what you thought you were asking for. I guess God knew that I would never be able to do it on my own. I needed guidance. What he gave me was a big shove in the back.
I came home one Friday evening to a message on my voice mail. It was a lady from the state needing to talk to me. Of course this would happen on a Friday when offices are closed for the weekend. I wondered what she could possibly want. I had not turned in any paperwork. I hadn't talked to anyone. Why was she calling? Monday could not come soon enough!
First thing Monday morning I called. Of course, she was not in her office and would have to call me back. I left my school number where I could be reached. At the time I was teaching kindergarten. When she called back, I remember my students were noisy. I was trying to hone in on the words I was hearing on the other end of the phone. Was she saying what I thought she was saying? Yes, even among the noise and chaos there was no mistaking it. She said, "Hi. Your birth mom would like to have contact with you."