Welp, my homestudy paperwork is finished. We received it and I quickly filled out everything I needed to and put it in the mail the next day.
LIES!
I did work on it and I did put it in the mail but there was about oh, let's say a month in between the two. Shame on me!
Here's the skinny. I received the papers in the mail mid-July and I got to working on them. When I say you have to write down everything but your underwear size I'm not kidding except you do have to put your weight so technically they could figure out your underwear size. And that weight thing, boy did I want to put down 135 lbs. I did not. I almost put down "135 lbs (in a year, I promise)" but I felt this was not the time to be funny. That will come soon, I'm sure (the weight loss and the time for me to be funny).
I filled out most of the papers and then I made a list of things I needed to look for. They were simple things like passport numbers, marriage license number, drivers licenses numbers, siblings addresses, list of our assets and liabilities. You know, things that if I had a live-in personal assistant I could make her (or him) do for me **someday, sigh** Sorry, I got lost in dreamland for a minute.
I then proceeded to place my list and unfinished paperwork on the end of our new sectional couch, down where only our feet usually go (the place down near the T.V.) (and no those are not my legs but the legs of Martin) (cute pillows right? Got them at Pier One but the only bad thing about them is they are not snuggle worthy so I need to get a few more, you know the kind you can drool on when sleeping and just throw in the wash before anyone sees) (pillows are so expensive these days).
A week went by and the papers eventually were moved from a visual site to a non-visual site (under the pillow). Then another week went by and I remembered that I needed to finish the paperwork but I was lazy. When I was asked by Mrs. Russo who came over for dinner last week, I gave some excuses and I got no sympathy. There was lots of love (always lots of love) but no, "Oh I know how busy you must be. You poor thing. I think your husband should get you a personal assistant" talk. It was hard love, more like, "WE NEED TO GET THOSE BABIES HOME, THIS IS NOT A GAME! GO! GO! GO! GO!"
Then Sunday came. And I walk into church and handed Kellyanne her Pampered Chef order and instead of oohing and ahhing over the stuff she got she asked why I had not gotten my paperwork in. How did she know? I was thinking (stupid Facebook). I mean, I keep my sin of laziness way under wraps usually. I tried to give some good excuse but it didn't work and she yelled, yes yelled at me. She then proceeded to announce to her Sunday school class that I needed prayer for my laziness. She asked if they would pray for me to get the paperwork finished so that my children could come home. And I thought, man, I gotta get some friends who don't love me that much and will only tell me how great I look and that I have a super hard life here in America where I have everything I need at my fingertips.
By Tuesday night, I had the paperwork finished and took it to work with me, printed some papers off and put it in the mail.
The next morning I woke up and there was a sense of relief and excitement. And the Holy Spirit said to me, This is what obedience feels like. And I smiled and asked Him not to let me forget how good it truly is.
