Did I Misunderstand?

So, yesterday, I posted about my family's new direction--a whole new world, if you will. Well, I tell you what; if it's God's path for us, it sure has been bumpy.

I'll spare you from a retroactive explanation, to those maybe one or two of you who are reading. No need to tell the tale of where we have been regarding our journey thus far. But I will bring you up to speed by sharing my "today" story. Oh, yes--it's a daily dredge.

Over the weekend, God moved--big time. My husband, who had normally not been an extremely interactive individual when it came to conversing over the adoption option, became very open and outspoken. He said, "Ethopia, baby. And what about twins or siblings?" What the... never mind.

Excited as I was, I prayed in thanksgiving for this affirmation on our road to adoption. My husband recalled an article in our local paper about an adoption agency in Texas focusing on Ethopia.

Enter Monday morning, I called the agency. "We're sorry. No more applications are being taken for those seeking young children from Ethopia."

"Okay. Thank you."

What to do, what to do? Pray. So, with frustration dominating my mood, I chose to bow and pray. Thanksgiving parted my lips, even though my heart felt far from grateful. "Well," I contemplated, "there is another agency we've been looking at. Suppose I could give them a ring..."

As the story would have it, I dialed the toll-free number for a local agency who had a good reputation. We had family and friends who had been adopted through the organization.

"Hello, my name... I was wondering if you could tell me about your Ethiopia program?"

"What do you want to know?"

Hmmm...okay. "Well, I guess, fees and such. Also, if your program is still accepting applications. Others I have contacted are closed."

"Well, we're still open. What else do you want to know?"

This type of conversation continued between me and the director of this program for my area for about 5-10 minutes. After I hit "end" on the cell, I decided to send a comment to the program's information center. Here's what I wrote:

"Hello--I called and spoke with 'a' today about working with 'z.' I admit, I hung up disappointed in the way I had been treated. Maybe I had a case of the Mondays or maybe she did, but I am a Christian and believe 'z' represents the same--yet, the way 'a' spoke to me was abrupt, rude and I plain felt as though I had been bothering her by asking questions. When I inquired if there is anything else I needed to know, she literally laughed, making me feel about an inch high. Her attitude and approach were unappreciated and I hope, if we decide to work further with 'z,' that this is not the case again."

Did I misunderstand? Are we not supposed to adopt? (Yes, I am easily discouraged...)

A silver lining appeared later today.

After speaking with three different agencies (that was just today), we ended up picking Bethany Christian Services. Not the one I would have chosen initially, but then again, it's not about me...is it?