3/25/2006 Ah, now that spring break is coming to an end (sob), it feels like...spring. (GASP) Of course, I cannot help but be humanly here and wonder, "Why wasn't it like this the WHOLE week?" But as I have said before, all things are in God's hands. And while we would love the earth and prayer answers to be completely about us, we are just one small part of the whole picture. For whatever reason, it wasn't meant to be this week.
Anyway, I am taking a short break from spring cleaning/nesting. I probably have mentioned before, we are in NO way close to bringing Maria home, but technically, we started this process almost nine months ago. So I am in a bit of a nesting stage. I am rearranging drawers and such in the girls' room to accommodate all of their clothing. I love to organize (when I have time) and am taking full advantage of the fact that both children are with their brave grandfather at an air show this morning.
We ended up having a lovely day yesterday. I got to do a little shopping while the kids enjoyed a change in scenery (a.k.a. me :). We had lunch as a family, a rare treat in the middle of the week. We took long, leisurely naps. And then we went to an international fest at the Jones Center for Families. We only had to pay a few dollars a plate and then eat to our heart's desire (or at least until the food ran out) from some local international restaurants. And we got to watch a little belly dancing. Then we came home and watched a movie we had gotten from the library about Central America. A lot of the footage was from Guatemala. So we had an international kind of evening. If we can't be there with our sweet daughter, then we can learn more about where she is coming from. Oh, and the sun shone all day!
Even with the sun shining, there were some moments of sadness. Fridays are always hard, as I have mentioned...knowing that once the weekend arrives, we are in two days of dreadful silence/no action. (Not that I don't enjoy my weekends...just not in the adoption) I found myself a bit weepy a couple of times, seeing some dark eyed dark haired children at the International Fest. One of the belly dancers was this adorable 3 or 4 year old Central/South American girl. Hunter looked at her longingly and said, "It kind of looks like Maria..." That made me a little teary. (Other than hair/eye color there was no resemblance though, so that helped it from turning into a full fledge boohoo) And another day passed with no phone call, no "Hallelujah" chorus. (Which my cell phone is set to in case the agency e-mails :) It was a little disheartening...I prayed so fervently for some good news. But again, His ways are not my ways.
Which brings me to the verse I found for today. It is in Job, which I realize our situation is nothing like his was. It just feels that way when I am in a pity party kind of mood. Job 6:8, "Oh, that I might have my request, That God would grant me the thing that I long for!" That is where we are. We are longing for our daughter, longing to move forward. But ultimately, it is God's decision when and if to grant it. I would ask you to continue to pray with us that our request will be granted in His timing. That we will obtain pre-approval quickly and move on to PGN (a HUGE step in the adoption) quickly (and out of PGN quickly). We also ask that you continue to pray about our travel decisions. Thank you for being a part of this journey with us. We appreciate you so much for visiting, signing the guestbook, and most importantly praying.
Have a good weekend! |
