On the HOT seat

About 2 years ago my wife, Christina, and I started feeling a strong pull at our hearts to adopt/ or foster a child right here in Kansas City.  We recognize the need for children/families all around the world but right here in our own back yard we can help a child in need.  We accepted this call in our lives around November last year and have gone on what seems like a long track since then to just start our Foster Care Licensing classes just this last Thursday (March 7th) even though we have been fighting it for the last couple of months.  However, God keeps placing it back in our mind that we are to follow His plan rather than what we think is right.  "Are you kidding me, God?  You really want me to do THAT?  I have a hard enough time with my own kids much less anyone elses?" are thought that have crossed my mind.  "Well the least I could do is go to these classes, right?"  At this point I guess I will listen and follow.  As my wife and I walked in to our first class, we were the last to arrive even though we were 5 min early.  Not only were we instantly nervous and sweating but the room was SCORCHING hot and the only two seats were to sit right in front of one of the the two space heaters that were incinerating this room.  If you know me I was not happy.  I run warm all the time, maybe because I weigh like 310 lbs but still.  I had my big polar bear claws fanning away until it finally got the attention of one of the teachers.  She probably thought I was trying to flag her down.  She asked the class if everyone was warm and I answered with a resounding and desperate "YES"! "Thank you, God, for the small bit of relief that they could offer."  We got through the class pretty quickly (it felt) after that.  The class itself went well, nothing we didn't already expect.  There seems to be a good bit of homework but I guess that is to be expected as well.  Little did I know that when we returned home my dad had turned our thermostat up 9 whole degrees while were gone and my parents were baby sitting.  I walked into another scorcher.  At least this was one that I could fix on my own and thankfully it was only about 30 degrees outside and I could cool my home quickly.  I guess the moral of this story is...
You may be uncomfortable on the HOT seat but if you follow His plan things will get better.  God has a way to remind us that He is in control if we just let him drive.