Bungee Jumping

I know it has been a while since we have been on here.  I hate writing posts about the "lack of progress" we are experiencing.  Lately it has been more of a one step forward -two steps back type of progress.  And no, this does not feel like dancing at all.
 
We recieved word yesterday that our new agency had redone our homestudy and it was ready to sign and send in.  Exciting, right?  Well, then about an hour later they emailed again and said that Olivia's country may not accept our homestudy (in which case, we would have to start from scratch).  We have yet to figure out why they changed their mind about our homestudy, since they approved it in December before we had the whole agency switch fiasco.  To make matters worse, if they decide to not accept our homestudy, there is absolutely no qualifying agency in New Mexico for us to use. Told ya, this is nothing like dancing. It's more like a never ending bungee jump.

I was rehashing this new developement over and over in my head yesterday as we went to town to visit with friends.  I kept telling myself to "let go", but you know how it is....you want to, but your brain just won't behave.  We stopped at the grocery store and I had to run in by myself to grab some chips and drinks for the kids for supper.  Being distracted, I got in line with my stuff and then realized I had left my wallet in the car.  So I told the man at the register to set my things to the side and I would be right back.  I walked out the door and froze.  "Karen, you were going to pay with cash; you don't need your wallet," my brain reminded me.  So I spun around to go back in. "No wait, if you don't want to pay full price you have to have your store card, which is in the wallet." So I hurry across the parking lot and Josh gives me weird looks while I grab my wallet and hurry back in the store.  I am headed back to the end of the line when the guy who was behind me waves at me.  I walk over and my chips and drinks are all sacked up.  He looks at me, smiles, and says, "You shouldn't have to go to the end of the line.....Merry Christmas." I give him a totally blown away "thank you",  he hands me my bags, and walks out the door. 

Although I felt utterly ashamed that someone else bought my groceries because I wanted the discount price, I realized that God was shouting at me "Karen, there is nothing I can't do."   We are going to survive this bungee jump!