As much as I love the city, I also love the country, and what so often times seems to be the 'simpler life'. This time we took a trip to. . . . . .
Lancaster, PA!!!!
It was such a wonderful trip! We started out by touring the nearby towns like Ephrata, Lititz, and Strasburg. These towns were full of architecture and history.
We stayed at 'The Olde Stone Guesthouse-Springhouse' where Florence Stoltfus was our innkeeper. It was a separate old spring house that was turned into a cute little house.
Us in front of the 'Spring House'
Us with Florence (and another guest:)
Us with all of our new friends!
She was such a sweet Christian lady and we really enjoyed staying there. If you ever find yourself visiting Lancaster County, we would highly reccommend staying at Florence's Spring House Also staying at the B & B were two other couples-one an older couple and one middle aged. It was so fun because we would have breakfast all together in the morning and visit with eachother. As some of you may remember, this is when and where we received our peace about beginning our first adoption journey. Florence attends a Mennonite church and always invites her guests to attend church with her. We thought this would be a neat opportunity and even though Michael thought we really should get on the road to come home, I really felt like we were supposed to go.
As we sat there and the service began, it became very clear what God was trying to tell us. The whole sermon was about adoption and how God has adopted all of us to be His children. My heart ached and I cried because it was only a couple weeks earlier that my heart was heavy and I was having a difficult time with surrendering to God that this was indeed His time for us to begin to grow our family-by adoption, so I went to talk to Ed, our wonderful counselor Elder! He told me that if I was waiting for a sign, like 'lightning to strike' that it probably would not happen-that just our heart for adoption was enough for God to start with. So as I am sitting here listening to this Mennonite Minister speak to a church of about 50, I thanked and praised God and apologized for not just trusting in Him, and feeling like I still needed that push. Well, it was more like a shove, and as soon as we got back in town from our trip, we began our journey that, 6 months later, brought us our gift from God, our sweet Deacon Michael. This was certainly a very special trip and we looked forward to where the road would take us the next year. . . .
Great post! I love the church story - what a testimony!
ReplyDeleteGreat post, honey. That was really a special trip. I really enjoyed our breakfasts there as well. The older couple was from New Jersey and they other couple was from Philly. I loved just listening to their accents.
ReplyDeleteINTERESTING POST , THINK OF ALL THE PLACES YOU TWO BEEN THAT YOU CAN TAKE DEACON TOO . LOVE DAD B.
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