Tuesday, May 17, 2011

I Can See Clearly Now the Rain is {not} Gone

Thank you sooo much for praying. And thank you so much for your messages and phone calls. God is sooo good to give us friends to help us when we need it! You guys are the BEST! You know who you are. :)

OK--my night was comical. Seriously. Every stinkin' 10 minutes between midnight and 1:30, the sirens would go off and the public service announcement would come on. There was an older couple who came to the area where I was, crowing about finding a quiet place. They made no attempt to be quiet themselves, however and seemed oblivious to the fact that others were trying to sleep. They weren't lying down five minutes when the sirens and flashing lights started up again. The older man got so mad that he abandoned all attempts to sleep and sat up to play with his iPad.
With the sound on.

I glared at him.

He didn't notice.

I glared again and rustled my fabulous mylar blanket.

He noticed. He silenced his game. {OK--the hilarity of an aging gentleman playing some type of computer game in the middle of the night does not escape me but I have no sense of humor in the middle of the night.}


I drifted off and was awakened over and over by the weirdest noises. People yelling, vacuums, and the funniest one was the guy with the broom and dustpan. Sweep, clunk, scrape...sweep, clunk, scrape. All.the.way.across.the.room. I was lulled to sleep by the garish sounds of 'hits of the 50's and 60's.' If I hadn't been so exhausted, I think I would have been laughing hysterically.

However, I didn't laugh because I'm not nice when I'm sleep deprived. I'm not proud of that. It's just what it is.

The big news is that Jeff and I both woke up with the same thought. That I should push on and continue with the trip. I know it doesn't make sense. All rational minds would say, "Go home." But that is not what God said to my heart. And He confirmed it with this verse of Scripture that was in my daily devotional "Jesus Calling" phone app: "We live by FAITH not by SIGHT." The 'not by sight' part hit me really hard because I had been praying that God would show me what His heart was for me--not by way of circumstances that I could SEE, but that He would speak directly to my heart. I woke up with a very strong thought to GO. I went back to sleep and awoke again with the same strong impression to GO. I texted Jeff to see what he thought and he said he felt the same way.

For the past year I have been praying that God would show our family a ministry we could be involved in that we could all do together. No small feat for a family with a large age range! A few months ago, a friend at church started a ministry to the homeless in our area. My heart has been soooo THERE. We haven't helped a whole lot yet as they try to figure out a way to include us. Last night, all I could think of was how I felt kinda homeless. I had no place to sleep. No blanket--unless you count that mylar thing that held in moisture and rustled loudly with every movement. I had to sleep with my purse under my body so that no one would steal it. I had no clothing because my checked luggage was still out in Never-Land. I was dragging all of my worldly possessions behind me in a small suitcase. No one could help me and I felt all alone. At night. In a strange city. Of course I had it much better than the homeless because I had a roof over my head, a cell phone and a computer. But as I laid there in extreme discomfort from the hard chair I was in, I felt like God was showing me a glimpse into the lives of those He has been laying on my heart for the past few months.

And I guess that isn't too much of a sacrifice. After all, my 'homelessness' is temporary.

And you know what else? God sent a friend this morning.
In person.
To this very airport.
A guy from my parents church who I have known since I was a teen, saw my Facebook post and told me he was going to be at the Philly airport this morning. He hasn't been here in 20 years and I have never been here. And yet, God put us both here on the same morning. We connected and spent an hour at a restaurant exchanging stories about our kids. They have adopted from China, too, so we have a extra connection there. I was acutely aware that it was God--sending a friend just to let me know that He was fully aware of all the rotten circumstances yesterday. He had seen every tear, every snotty thought (ahem) and He cared. He had arranged the circumstances to teach me something I couldn't have learned a different way.

And then God provided again.

Jeff told me to go see if I could get into the 1st Class lounge since I have been upgraded to first class for tonight's flight. He said they don't usually allow it but it was worth a try.

And guess what? I'm in!

So I'm sitting here in front of a window on a nice soft chair with my own outlet. But I couldn't get my computer to work. It would not connect. I had been trying it downstairs in the airport--and continued to try with a different carrier in the lounge. Nothing worked. Finally, I prayed that God would tell satan to flee because I was just totally sick of him. I took the computer up to the service desk. They tried the same things I had done and nothing happened. Then...all of a sudden...it just clicked itself into the Internet. We had not done anything different. It just suddenly worked. Hmmmm..... I think God answered my prayer.


My hair.

It's just not good.

And I've been wearing the same clothes for more than 24 hours. Be happy you aren't nearby.

But back to the hair.

It's not good. You know what I'm sayin?


Lori said...

Oh, my dear friend. God really is in the details, isn't He?! How wonderful that you connected with an old friend who just "happened" to be there...got into the first class lounge...your internet suddenly started working...WOW, God is good!!

But I must say...as I was reading your post, from the beginning I was wondering about your hair! Your poor hair!! You must feel rather...icky right now. I'm so sorry about that!

I absolutely LOVE what God has shown you through all this though. He is so good to use every single situation for His glory and never wastes our discomforts.

Cant' wait to hear more! And I can't wait for you to get a hot shower! I'll feel soooo much better knowing that you are squeaky clean!

Tiffany said...

Woohooo- Satan BE GONE!!!! I am so glad you are sticking it out! I don't even remember how I came upon your blog but you and your husband have encouraged me over the last few months in so many ways--and your husband may have played a part in encouraging MY husband to adopt again without even knowing it. We just accepted a referral for our 6th child (3rd from China) and I know it it through his seeing other families accepting the call to live apart from the world that he opened his heart to this plan! You guys are awesome and I can't wait to hear from you from Israel!

Sharon said...

I'm so glad you got the clarity you needed. Hope the rest of the trip will be nothing but FUN! Looking forward to following along.

trustandobey said...

I bet you wish you had that hat now, my friend!!!
Sorry to hear of the rough start. It will be worth it once you get there. You did pack your camera????

Kim K. said...

Let the fun BEGIN! Enough stress. I hope you get some much needed sleep, my friend.

Waitingfaithfully said...


I'm so thankful that the Lord spoke to you exactly the way you had asked Him to-- through your heart! He is faithful! Praising Him for internet, soft chairs and First class! As far as your hair goes-- all that we (your precious bloggy friends) are seeing of you right now is the picture on your sidebar--and your hair is looking really cute! So other than the old friend who I'm assuming you had to sit directly across the table from this morning . . . there really isn't anyone else to worry about. We'll just keep looking at your "good hair day" pic, okay? Promise. Safe travels friend, so thankful that you are in His will!

Blessings as you go!


Chris said...

Yup, I checked, your hair is fine.
I am so close to Philly, but so far...they wouldn't have left me through security...
Praying the rest of the trip is not plagued by attacks...

Laurie said...

Oh Mrs. Karen! I so can't wait to see what God has in store for you on this trip! It's going to be amazing whatever it is! Satan wanted you to run home because he is so afraid of what's to come. Powerful! Be safe and my family will be praying for you all. Blessings to you. You go God!

mncfi said...

Oh Karin, I am sorry that you went through all this - really I am! But I just cannot stop laughing when I read the way you have written it. I love that you have a great sense of humour in a very trying situation. So glad you are clear on where you are meant to be, and praying it all good from here. Love Fi

Aly said...

How wonderful that you had a hug (or two or three) from your Father during all of this craziness! i am praying for you! i SO understand about your hair...12 hours at LAX, sweating on a hot flight to Korea, 5 hours in the airport in Seoul, and then 2 hours in traffic in Beijing BEFORE getting to our hotel... My hair was gross. I feel for you! Praying that you enjoy your trip to Israel and get a refreshing shower once you get there!
Be blessed and a blessing!

Gallegos Newsletter said...


We have never met...I cam across your blog one day and have been a follower ever since...I think you are an amazing lady with a wonderful family and I really enjoy your postings....

A few days ago after reading about your "adventure" I thought boy she needs to take the signs and go home! Then I read where you were able to meet an old friend and share stories, making what you had just been through a little bit more bearable...I am a firm believer in things happening for a reason!

Then I read the part your wrote about what you and your family can do to give back to the community and your story about having a bit more understanding about being homeless...you being stranded, sleeping on a hard chair, only having a small blanket, be scared...This is why I decided to write to you today....I work for a family homeless shelter in downtown Columbus, OH and I have to say that it is only through community support that we can continue our mission - to provide shelter, support, stability, and nurturing to homeless children and their parents as they prepare to acquire permanent housing....I am the Resident Support Manager and have worked for the Homeless Families Foundation for 11 years and I truly love my job....One of the things that I have learned is education is key! I feel it is part of my job to educate people about why individuals find themselves homeless and what the community can do to give back...Reading your story put things into perspective - sometimes you have to experience it to know it.... When you get time I would love for you to check out our website - www.homelessfamiliesfoundation.org - we also have a blog page (hffweeklyupdate.blogspot.com) and you can also find us on Facebook...

I hope you have a safe, fun and now a relaxing trip...I really do enjoy reading your posts....