Amazing Adoption "COINCIDENCE?"

First of all, Roger is somewhat better...yesterday I drove him to work to let him catch up on some paperwork. He drove himself this morning but I don't expect him to stay all day. He is not anywhere healthy enough to put in 9 or 10 hours on his feel. Now you've just go to hear this amazing "coincidence" that happened to me!! (I don't REALLY think this was a coincidence....just read on.) Over this weekend I was REALLY discouraged. I think our bodies get so tired that we allow our sin nature to take over and I was beginning to question what God is up to in our lives. I had had a sore throat and fever the whole time Roger was in the hospital. I know....people who are sick should NOT visit people in the hospital. I get it. But what would Roger have done being so sick and delirious without someone with him all the time? I used antibacterial hand wash and kept away from everyone. Roger was on super dooper antibiotics so I figured he was fairly safe from me. I also have been suffering from an incredibly painful knee and I ran out of my blood pressure meds and I couldn't leave Roger to get into the doctor's office to get a new prescription. So by the time Roger was released...and still not feeling very well,...I was worn out and just plain discouraged. I asked Roger if he felt that we were still supposed to go through with the adoption. Now realize that adoption is my passion and something that I earnestly want to do. I mean, I LOVE our little child already without having any idea who he/she is! But I was being doubtful...why had God allowed us to go through this illness and then have the burden of having to pay all these hospital bills? Did God REALLY want us to adopt? How are we going to pay for all these things? Does God REALLY want us to adopt from Lesotho, Africa? I mean, no one I know of has even HEARD of Lesotho much less traveled there to bring back a little child!! I poured my heart out to Roger and he said, "Yes, I still want to do this and I think this is what God wants us to do." With thankfulness in my heart because of Roger's response, I dropped the conversation. Later that day, we went to a home improvement store. Roger was feeling miserable and I felt similar but he insisted that we go because they were having a sale on doors and we need doors for the other house. While Roger was speaking to an employee at the store, I was standing back a ways and another man was nearby looking at some merchandise. I had seen his family with him elsewhere in the store. They were a spotless looking little group of immaculate children and an adorable wife. The female part of the family were wearing dresses...so I immediately felt a connection since MOST of the time I wear a dress. (Just my own conviction...and my preference) Anyway, another man walked up and asked me if my children had lost some money. I thought that was strange since my kids weren't with me and I said, "No." Then it occurred to me that he must have thought that I was married to the man in front of me since I was also wearing a denim skirt similar to the little girls' dresses and his wife was shopping in a different part of the store at that moment. "Oh," I exclaimed. "We're not married. My husband is up there!" pointing to Roger. As it ended up, the "mistaken" husband's children hadn't misplaced money either but since it is in my personality, I struck up a conversation with him. I told him that his children were adorable and asked him how many he had. He said he had 4 and I told him that we had a combined family of 8 and that we were working on adoption. He asked me where we were adopting from. "Lesotho, Africa." I said. "Wow! Really? I grew up there because my parents were missionaries there! In fact, my sister just left to work as a missionary with orphans in Lesotho!" He was as astonished as I was! I mean, in all of Indianapolis, what were the odds that we would meet at this hardware store?? Literally no one that I have met (other than one man from Southern Africa) has ever even heard of Lesotho!! And I talk about adoption every chance I get...to EVERYONE who will listen! (Just ask my husband!) During our conversation, he told me how horrible the conditions there in Lesotho really are. Entire families are dying of AIDS or starvation. Little children are left to fend for themselves while the bodies of their parents and siblings remain in their little one room houses. EVERY boy this man grew up with and was friends with have died of AIDS. He asked a missionary about them and was told that they had all died. That's the sad truth that these little orphans will face when they grow up. The little girls and boys eventually will contract AIDS and die without Christ. That's what OUR little child will most likely face if we don't go and get her...with God's help, of course. Anyway, we exchanged information and he promised to put me in contact with his sister in Lesotho! The very next morning I received a phone call from this man's mother inviting us to come to their house and meet them and look at pictures of Lesotho! This dear sweet missionary lady was also just thrilled to pieces! She couldn't believe that we were going to GO to Lesotho and bring one or two precious little souls home with us. She also told me that no one that she has ever talked to outside of the missionaries involved in that country has ever heard of Lesotho! She said, "What are the chances that you two would meet? It MUST BE OF GOD!!!!!!!" I feel the same way and plan to meet up with her family very soon to talk! ISN'T IT AMAZING WHEN GOD SPEAKS TO YOU? He knew that we were dealing with fatigue and discouragement and that we needed desperately to HEAR from Him. I am in awe of the love that God shows to us. He is just asking us to be obedient and DO what he asks us to do! Don't get me wrong...adoption is NOT a hard thing to ask me to do. I think that God has put that desire in my heart for so many years and HE just wants us to be faithful to Him and DO it. What do you think....was this a "coincidence"? I don't think so. Blessings! Beth