The strangest and yet not so strangest thing happened to me today. Someone stopped by to buy some of my homeschooling material. No, that isn't the strange part believe it or not. (yes I am selling my books, I figured if I start with the hardest thing first, it will all be downhill from here)
A bit of history.
This lady is someone I connected with at the homeschool conference last year. Actually, my kids connected with her kids. Sammy came up to me and said he had a new friend who had gone to the Great Wall of China.
Then Feshya told me her new friend had also been to China. We soon realized they were brother and sister. In talking to the mom I found out they had adopted a child China, and have a real heart for the country. And of course I shared our heart about wanting to move back. We exchanged phone numbers, but never got together. (yes one of my regrets!)
So today she showed up on my steps. I told her we were off to China. She got so excited for us, and said they were in the process of adopting another child from China as well.
The strange thing was, while I was telling her about our going, for the first time, I wanted to cry. I just wanted to sit down and shed many tears.
I thought about this.
It wasn't just that she was excited, it was that power of connection. It was the sharing of a burden for the same thing. It was two hearts understanding something precious in each other and holding it as precious.
I have many friends and family who are very happy and excited about all that is going on in our lives, and this isn't to diminish that. But it made me think of how powerful it can be when we fellowship and commune with others who share a similar vision. And to not let meaningful relationship pass us by!