|African desert roses|
That Friday morning we did not have a clue about the journey that the Lord was about to start us on by opening our hearts up for adoption.
No idea of the ups and downs, confusion, hurt, frustration that would occur before and after the joy of meeting F and spending time with him.
No notion that four years later we would remain in IBESR and not have one or more children at home bonding as part of our family.
No concept of the prayer and emotional support this walk would require from our friends or about the new friends we would gain along with way.
|Chou Chou beach-old picture|
Stretched, refined, sifted, shaken, blown to dust-my expectations now look nothing like they did at the beginning.
As I shared in the last blog, the Lord just keeps whispering to me " Trust me".
While we continue to pray for miracles and movement, we worship and wait.
We are F's family. We don't need a paper or signature to tell us what we know in our hearts and minds. We will be in his life, for as long and as much as as the Lord will allow us.
Doesn't mean we like waiting but we will wait. F's more than worth it.