Today marks 3 years on our agency's waitlist for our baby girl in Ethiopia.
"Do you not know, have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the creator of the ends of the earth. He does not grow tired or weary, and His understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles, they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint." Isaiah 40:28-31
Lord, We trust you. We remember your promises and walk in them today with joy from you! Strengthen us for today and show yourself glorious and mighty in how you bring Marlee home.
In Jesus' name, Amen.
July 29, 2014
July 23, 2014
When plans change
When plans change...I don't usually adjust on the fly really well. My sweet husband does. He has the approach that what is, just is, and let's move forward. I just have this OMG I can't believe it or accept it look on my face and my brain freezes up. Then I grieve. After the fact, I process and grieve some more! That's what we've been up to since May 19th.
On Mother's day I shared that we were pursuing a domestic adoption, but what I didn't say is that we had been matched with a birthmother and she was planning to have us adopt her son due on June 16th. He came early on May 17th, while I was celebrating the last day of school with my fellow teachers at lunch and they were throwing me a surprise baby shower. What I didn't know on that day was that our sweet birthmom was bringing her precious healthy baby boy into the world without me and she had changed her mind about adoption. What mother could blame her?!? Our social worker called me that May monday morning right after she found out about it and gave us the news. *insert shocked face and numb brain* Then we hung up and I called Michael with the news. *insert tears* We had lost our referral, and for awhile I had lost a lot of hope. We were at least mentally prepared for this possibility. It happens 50% of the time in domestic adoptions! that is very scary, but we are still called. Now I know, yet again, that we can do hard things! I haven't blogged about it until now because every time I tried it was just this huge thing I couldn't put into words...and I still can't, but I felt I should share an update for those of you who pray for our adoption and care about us.
My grief isn't done. I'm doing much better than I was at first though. My brain is processing again and my tears are less, but I'm emotionally drained....this adoption process is so tiring. Honestly, it's hard for me to take in other people's joys right now. It's not that I'm not happy for others, I am! I'm just under this fog of my own grief right now and it's having this lethargic effect on me. I guess you could add on that we've moved 3 times in the last 6 months and been busy with our church plant as other reasons why I'm worn out too! I'm learning from all of this though and it's making me more empathetic towards others and their losses. You can pray rest and encouragement for us, and be gracious with me if I don't want to talk about it, or if I can't stop talking about it :)
We are still pursuing an international adoption to Ethiopia (Marlee Joy!) and a domestic adoption, though we don't have time tables. We did some fundraising this summer as well as moved into our new house. Hopefully this is where we will stay for a good long time and, Lord-willing, bring some babies home to! We wrestle some days with this, but are trusting God will guide us. His ways are higher than our ways.
On Mother's day I shared that we were pursuing a domestic adoption, but what I didn't say is that we had been matched with a birthmother and she was planning to have us adopt her son due on June 16th. He came early on May 17th, while I was celebrating the last day of school with my fellow teachers at lunch and they were throwing me a surprise baby shower. What I didn't know on that day was that our sweet birthmom was bringing her precious healthy baby boy into the world without me and she had changed her mind about adoption. What mother could blame her?!? Our social worker called me that May monday morning right after she found out about it and gave us the news. *insert shocked face and numb brain* Then we hung up and I called Michael with the news. *insert tears* We had lost our referral, and for awhile I had lost a lot of hope. We were at least mentally prepared for this possibility. It happens 50% of the time in domestic adoptions! that is very scary, but we are still called. Now I know, yet again, that we can do hard things! I haven't blogged about it until now because every time I tried it was just this huge thing I couldn't put into words...and I still can't, but I felt I should share an update for those of you who pray for our adoption and care about us.
My grief isn't done. I'm doing much better than I was at first though. My brain is processing again and my tears are less, but I'm emotionally drained....this adoption process is so tiring. Honestly, it's hard for me to take in other people's joys right now. It's not that I'm not happy for others, I am! I'm just under this fog of my own grief right now and it's having this lethargic effect on me. I guess you could add on that we've moved 3 times in the last 6 months and been busy with our church plant as other reasons why I'm worn out too! I'm learning from all of this though and it's making me more empathetic towards others and their losses. You can pray rest and encouragement for us, and be gracious with me if I don't want to talk about it, or if I can't stop talking about it :)
We are still pursuing an international adoption to Ethiopia (Marlee Joy!) and a domestic adoption, though we don't have time tables. We did some fundraising this summer as well as moved into our new house. Hopefully this is where we will stay for a good long time and, Lord-willing, bring some babies home to! We wrestle some days with this, but are trusting God will guide us. His ways are higher than our ways.
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