OH! my heart is so troubled and heavy.
It is
sooo very hard-this journey. My heart.
I am so bothered by the fact that we just don't know what is going on with this adoption. It's been a month since we were told that instead of us going into staffing we were going into unknown territory.
We really thought, well,
ok, we will be waiting this out and see what God will do.
That has been our thinking thus far and now that we have just waited and waited for over a month it seems that our wait is never ending and we just can't understand what God is doing.
Alot of it doesn't make sense to us-yet we believe in the things that we cannot see.
However, it's getting kinda hard to believe for these children knowing that they now must have a relative in place to proceed towards placement.
It really bothers my heart when I think things like- this person is living our life. Those were suppose to be our children and now we are just left.
I am starting to wonder if we are going to be here another month? a month from that? six months from that? It is driving me crazy-when do you just say enough! Lord! Either come to our rescue or move mountains or close the door.
Its so easy to look at our situation and say well when they called to tell us that instead of our staffing-they were pursuing a relative, to not look at that as a closed door.
However, I had a peace about it when our worker spoke to us. I can't describe it- just a peace about the situation. I took that to believe in WHAT GOD CAN DO. I thought well, it's not over until God says it's over.
Today I am having trouble sticking to that. I am having trouble believing that this is STILL our journey.
It bothers the daylight out of me to believe for these kids when a relative is involved. It is almost maddening. How are we suppose to pray? God is no respecter of persons. I can't ask HIM for favor when knowing they could be too. I can't really ask that God moves in these kid's lives and allow us the privilege of adopting, if?, and while there are relatives that could provide for them.
Then I think well maybe they aren't praying. Maybe they aren't even believers. Then I pray-Lord please don't let them be taken into a home that can not witness of your love for them and the world. I think
alot about that-whether they are believers or not.
It would be
sooo darn awful if we never got to parent these kids and they grow up in a home that does not teach them that Jesus loves them more than Himself.
That HE has a purpose and a hope for them.
That HE placed them before HIS thoughts on Calvary some 2000 years ago.
Just such a heavy place to be- not liking very much the things that are revealed in my heart either.
I don't like thinking these thoughts about someone I don't even know.
I don't have an ill thought towards them-that's what feels so heavy is that I don't want to have thoughts about them that are twisted stuff, garbage that damages my soul.
I think about the possibility that maybe they aren't believers and it's starts getting heavy. Really heavy.
That itself becomes the battle for me. It's like I am going to battle for these kids b/c I don't know but they could be really strong believers and then I would have done it all for not.
All just b/c we are just left. Left to figure this out.
Our worker just happens to be gone on maternity leave
sooooooooooo she won't be back in our lives for months. There is no one to take her place b/c we live in the most rural place we could possibly live. She has been at her position for less than 6 mos.
Before her- there was no one.
Before that-we had a worker that seemed like she knew her position and seemed as if she was working for us however we STILL have yet to adopt.
I dreamed of our meeting these children.
I have
dreamt about seeing them for the first time, and just cried and cried b/c I felt like we would never get there.
I have looked at their pictures 1000 x a minute each and every day. Longing to meet them, longing to touch them, wrap my arms around them. Tell them how very much we have wanted them.
How not one day went by that we were not praying, asking, pleading the Lord for them.
Then all of a sudden I start to feel bad, for longing for these children when apparently they have a relative involved with them.
For longing for these children whom have someone to hold them, care for them, teach them about the eternal love of Jesus, laughing with them, hearing there voices call them by name.
All of the priceless moments that I, we are
sooo longing to do.... and be a part of.
I am not in this alone. My husband is right here with me. His heart is just as lost as mine.
We are not ready to give up. We do need some answers. I can't imagine that we will be in this place another month from now. I PRAY we are not. If we are to give up and move on- then we will. We just need the knowing. We need the conformation from our Savior and King Jesus Christ. Please come Savior King-Oh Jesus tell us what to do.