discombobulated

I feel really tense and anxious right now.  It's hard to think about writing fiction when my life has taken a serious turn for the bizarre.  It seems as though I've always done things in reverse, but it's getting ridiculous!  

God has placed on my heart my great-nephew.  A little boy just 3 and a half.  Due to circumstances out of his hand and his mama's, he needs a new home, and I've offered mine.  What does this mean?  Not much yet...not until the court decides that I would make a fit parent.  I know it's more than that, but it's too overwhelming to think about all the details.  

What it really comes down to is, I trust God.  I trust that he has a plan for me and nothing takes him by surprise.  I know that has a plan for the little guy as well, whether that means I get to be his insta-mommy or not.  I really want him; I know I'd be a good mom, and I know that with God for me, who could possibly stand against me?  But, I don't know what his final plan is.  I can only pray and wait.