Tuesday, April 27, 2010
While I'm Waiting
Yesterday, when I was driving, I was listening to the song, "While I'm Waiting" by John Waller. I've always thought of marriage when I've heard this song, but yesterday the Lord opened my ears to hear myself speaking the words regarding our adoption.
"I'm waiting, I'm waiting on you Lord, and I am hopeful. I'm waiting on you Lord, though it is painful. But patiently, I will wait."
I think the Lord was preparing me for the email I received later that evening. The Korea program we're in is now anticipating almost a full year wait to travel to pick up your child, after you receive the referral. The idea of having a child's picture, a name, a face, a real child waiting for you, and then have to wait 12 monthes to be able to hold him, just doesn't seem right. The Korean government has established a quota of a certain number of children they allow out of the country each year for adoption. Once the quota is filled, all other children must wait until the following calendar year. There are several officials lobbying to try to eliminate the quota and get the children into their forever homes and not tie up the children in foster care due to a legality. However, until that is resolved, we wait. See, God was patiently reminding me that I am not in control and I have to trust him.
Interestingly, I heard the song again this morning. I was reminded of the importance of obedience and not getting ahead of God. Which I needed, because today I learned our final homestudy is now on hold, as the "format" is being changed with immigration. Our social worker can't send us our completed copy, until she gets instruction from the Dept. of Homeland Security. So, we wait. The grant applications I've been tirelessly completing, can't get sent in without a copy of the homestudy. So, they wait. The invoice for our agency fees..waits.
I'm learning every day the importance of trusting God and not trying to solve things on my own. So, while we wait for these issues to resolve, I'll continue to be faithful to trust God, pray for our son, his birthmom, and the process of getting him home with us.
Psalms 27:14 "Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord."
"I'm waiting, I'm waiting on you Lord, and I am hopeful. I'm waiting on you Lord, though it is painful. But patiently, I will wait."
I think the Lord was preparing me for the email I received later that evening. The Korea program we're in is now anticipating almost a full year wait to travel to pick up your child, after you receive the referral. The idea of having a child's picture, a name, a face, a real child waiting for you, and then have to wait 12 monthes to be able to hold him, just doesn't seem right. The Korean government has established a quota of a certain number of children they allow out of the country each year for adoption. Once the quota is filled, all other children must wait until the following calendar year. There are several officials lobbying to try to eliminate the quota and get the children into their forever homes and not tie up the children in foster care due to a legality. However, until that is resolved, we wait. See, God was patiently reminding me that I am not in control and I have to trust him.
Interestingly, I heard the song again this morning. I was reminded of the importance of obedience and not getting ahead of God. Which I needed, because today I learned our final homestudy is now on hold, as the "format" is being changed with immigration. Our social worker can't send us our completed copy, until she gets instruction from the Dept. of Homeland Security. So, we wait. The grant applications I've been tirelessly completing, can't get sent in without a copy of the homestudy. So, they wait. The invoice for our agency fees..waits.
I'm learning every day the importance of trusting God and not trying to solve things on my own. So, while we wait for these issues to resolve, I'll continue to be faithful to trust God, pray for our son, his birthmom, and the process of getting him home with us.
Psalms 27:14 "Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord."
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
A week later..
Well, it's been a week since I started this blog. I honestly think we've had so many things happening that I could probably write something each day...but don't worry, I won't.
Since our homestudy completion last Wednesday, we have had so much awesome encouragement and support from our friends and family...thank you all! My favorite was getting an adorable little stuffed puppy from his Auntie Melissa, which I can hardly wait to send to him when we get to finally get to the point of sending a care package.
One thing that stood out to me, was Friday we took Bruk in to the Anoka jail to get his fingerprints for the adoption paperwork (For those of you may not know, we have a foreign exchange student living with us, Bruk, who's from Ethiopia). The sheriff who took Bruk's fingerprints was big, grumpy and certainly had better things to do than our fingerprinting request. However, when he came back out from behind the big steel door with Bruk, he looked at me and said, "no charge. I'm an adoption supporter" and a smile appeared under his big, thick mustache. With that, my eyes welled up with tears, I thanked him and walked out. Now, it wasn't the expense of the fingerprints that we saved that moved me, it was the reminder that God is taking care of this process. We may not know WHO, HOW or WHEN he may choose to help us with this process, but He will, if we continue to trust. And we do.
Since our homestudy completion last Wednesday, we have had so much awesome encouragement and support from our friends and family...thank you all! My favorite was getting an adorable little stuffed puppy from his Auntie Melissa, which I can hardly wait to send to him when we get to finally get to the point of sending a care package.
One thing that stood out to me, was Friday we took Bruk in to the Anoka jail to get his fingerprints for the adoption paperwork (For those of you may not know, we have a foreign exchange student living with us, Bruk, who's from Ethiopia). The sheriff who took Bruk's fingerprints was big, grumpy and certainly had better things to do than our fingerprinting request. However, when he came back out from behind the big steel door with Bruk, he looked at me and said, "no charge. I'm an adoption supporter" and a smile appeared under his big, thick mustache. With that, my eyes welled up with tears, I thanked him and walked out. Now, it wasn't the expense of the fingerprints that we saved that moved me, it was the reminder that God is taking care of this process. We may not know WHO, HOW or WHEN he may choose to help us with this process, but He will, if we continue to trust. And we do.
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