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The Lord said, “Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.” Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper. When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave.  1Kings 19:11-13

I often look to this scripture when I want a sign from God.  I am one of those ones who would love the clouds to part and to hear the big booming voice from the sky say, "This is the way, walk in it."  Yet, at no time in my life have I had that happen.  I try to remember God is in the gentle whisper.  And that is how He showed up in our adoption story once again.

Although we were certain that we would accept this little girl into our family, I still was looking of a big sign.  It did feel right, but I guess I just wanted a little more certainty.  On the Friday before we accepted her referral, I was meeting with my spiritual director, lamenting the fact that I had no big sign from God.  We joked about it for a second or two and then I remember mumbling this scripture under my breath.  Look for Him in the gentle whisper, Katie.

The day after we accepted this little girl's referral, we sat down after dinner for a family discussion.  It was time to choose a name.  We had talked about names for days, but none seemed right.  I knew I wanted Grace in her name; it was only fitting as it has been Grace that has carried us thus far, but we were not really sure on a first name.  Elizabeth? We have always liked that name.  Therese?  St. Therese has been a saint that we have relied on for intercession during our process. Mary?  Nothing seemed right.

Luckily, I had found this great list of girls' names, the saint behind the name, the feast day, and the meaning of the name.  I want a name with a strong meaning. Choosing a meaningful name can speak into the child's life.  As I scrolled through the list, I saw the name Amanda and I was taken by it.  I thought we just might have her name.  It means Worthy of Love, and what better meaning to speak into this little girl's life. We continued to talk as I scrolled down, reading off other names here and there.

And then I stopped.  And I started to tear up a bit.  The name Felicity.  Oh, I forgot I have always loved that name and its meaning. I love martyred saints and I think it is pretty cool that Felicity is in the Eucharistic prayer at mass too.  But, all of those things are not what caused the tears to flow.

Pete looked at me and asked what was wrong. 

"St. Felicity's Feast day is March 7th," I responded. "It is the day that our little girl was found."

Joshua looked at me and said, "Well, that's her name."

Her name, Felicity Grace, and how it came about was God's gentle whisper to me.  In that moment I knew.  Yes, she is our daughter.  And it amazed me too, because God showed me that He knows my heart so much better than I do.  He knew that so many years ago I prayed to have a little girl that I could name Felicity, and here she is.  He is fulfilling a promise, a desire that I forgot long ago and never even considered in this process.  He is so faithful!

And so, I am so excited to introduce you all to Felicity Grace,




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  1. Goosebumps all over!!!! It reminds me so much of how we named our Joseph, too!! I love Feast Days!!!! So happy for you and your beautiful Felicity Grace!!!

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    1. I know Lisa!! I LOVE your Joseph story.

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  2. KATIE! After following your adoption story for so long, to look at your sweet baby felicity grace is so beautiful I could just cry tears of happiness!

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    1. Mary- I know! It is surreal for me! Thank you for following and your prayers.

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  3. Thanks to you and sweet Felicity, I now have tears streaming down my face. Your daughter is so beautiful and I am so happy for your family. Also, I love love love her name. (Can I confess for a hot second I thought you were going to say you named her Whisper and I was going to have to pretend a little bit?? ;)

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    1. Oh, Mary!! If I were just a bit more creative, posting a prank post and saying her name was Whisper would have been hilarious! Sounds a bit "flower child" like!

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  4. I've always loved St. Felicity b/c her feast day is my birthday! It's perfect for her, Katie! And again, thank you so much for sharing this wonderful journey with us - there's so much to inspire me - faith, trust, patience, and rejoicing!

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  5. She is beautiful! I am in tears reading this. I love the name Felicity. Recently my 13 yr old and I have been using this word to express great joy. So excited for all of you.
    Blessings,
    Jomary

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  6. She is beautiful and I could die for those eyes!! Your Felicity is in our family's prayers.

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  7. Oh my gosh! This is just wonderful! So happy for your whole family. We'll be praying for you all.

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  8. What a beautiful little girl!

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  9. Oh Katie,
    She is breath taking!!! I absolutely love her name and everything that goes with it!
    Praying that the process passes swiftly for her to come home.
    Blessings,
    Gayly

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  10. Oh Katie,
    She is breath taking! I absolutely love her name and all that goes with it. Praying that everything moves swiftly for her to be home!
    Blessings,
    Gayly

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  11. Katie, this made me cry! If our Declan was a girl, her name was going to be Felicity Grace!!! I'm so glad we had a boy so you could get your girl :-)

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    1. Amazing Colleen!! Great minds must think alike ;-) So funny you had the same name picked out!

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  12. I am loving reading all of these updates and we are so happy for your family! Her name is so beautiful, and what a story to go with it! And I seriously love her little lips and rosy cheeks in the photo - so sweet!

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  13. I've never been here, and am coming by via Barbara (Praying for Grace) CONGRATULATIONS!! Felicity is perfect and so very beautiful, her and her name!!

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