This has been a long three months. And an even longer last three weeks waiting for everything to be translated and sent to court. Today was a rough one. It really started sinking in that we may not get a date before the court closure. Even with the speed that everyone else is getting their dates (comparison is a soul killer by the way), we may not get a phone call or email with the news we’ve been hoping for. So what did that mean today? A meltdown. A big fat adoption style meltdown. Not the first one in this process by any means, but the first one since we knew who our child was. Since we were able to hold her picture and knew who we were missing. The waiting through this process has always been hard, but now we know who we’re waiting for. And today it rocked us until our stomachs hurt. So how did God respond to our pain (whining might be an appropriate word)? He covered us in love while others covered us in prayer. And by the end of the day our dwindling hope was restored, and He confirmed…once again…that He is faithful, and His plans are great. I’m like a stubborn dumb kid sometimes. Seriously. Whiny, bratty, “why can’t I have it my way” childish. And instead of God yelling and sending me to my room He holds on tight and loves us through it. *Note to self, remember this as a parent*
Sometimes I feel like we’re running a race…not that I run, shhh. We’ll go long stretches feeling good. Focused. Ready to go. Breathing easy. And then bam. A wall. Like a big giant brick one that knocks the wind out of us so bad we’re not sure we’ll ever catch our breath. But we do. And someone (usually a bunch of someones) run to our rescue and pick us up so we can start back down the road. And on we go. I’m pretty sure this race doesn’t ever have an end though. So we’re pretty thankful for the awesome people in our lives that continue to pick us up, pray for us, and walk alongside for a while when we need it.
We’re continuing to pray for good news this week. But trusting in His perfect plans. They’re way better than ours ever were or could be. I have the photos to prove it.