When I told my sister-in-law, Kimberly, what a miracle it was that we now had the money cash to pay for Forest's sibling's adoption when just 2 months ago we had nothing, she said, "Faith like potatoes." I had no idea what she meant until she explained that it was a movie that I should see.
Kent and I watched that movie last week, and I'm really starting to feel like we need faith like potatoes right now. At the end of the movie, the main character who is a farmer decides to plant potatoes during a drought. Everyone around him tells his he's crazy; the potatoes will never grow without lots of water. He plants those potatoes and right before harvest, as he and his friend are walking the fields, his friend asks him, "How can you know there are potatoes growing under the ground when you can't see them?" The main character answers that you can't; you have to have faith that they're in there growing. When harvest comes, they break up the earth and find that the potatoes did grow, and they have a very successful harvest.
Right now, we are still waiting to hear about our baby. We have no idea what the birthmother will decide, and all evidence is that she may not place the baby since she hasn't responded to the agency's phone calls in weeks. But Kent and I still feel like she may show up at the last minute and place her baby with us so Forest and his sibling can be together. It really is a matter of having faith like potatoes. There's what your head is telling you, and then there's what your heart is telling you. I tend to listen to my heart.