Lets just start this off by saying, " Yes, we are still waiting."
(I really do need to have a button made to wear when I am out)
New news for today is hopeful. My adoption agency said she recieved our daughters paperwork and is having it translated. Once that is done we can work on the last huge form sent to the USCIS (U.S. customs and Immigration services) I did call that office today to ask questions about the two forms that I need to work on and thankfully they are very efficient and she helped me immensly. So that started the day off on a good note.
Our adoption agency has recieved "little G's" papers from the lawyer in Ecuador and is sending them to be officially translated. (The translator was very moved by our adoption so I was told)Once she gets the translations we will have a phone conversation to get the rest of the last big form with the USCIS done. (I-800) That will go in the mail and once that is processed we are ready on this end to travel. I am not sure what the hold up is on the Ecuador end for our approval but until we get this done I suppose it doesnt matter. I had thought that we needed the approval to get "little G's " papers. So today I am feeling happy knowing we are taking one more little baby step closer to bringing her home!So maybe about the time we get everything together on our end they will have our approval as well! We also will hear from Show Hope about our adoption grant application and if thats Gods will we may get a grant to help pay for our travel expenses. the whole process has been beyond my wildest imagination. I have always known how BIG God is. But knowing things and living it out is so different.
Heres a sweet poem someone listed on our Adoption group. I dont know the name of the author, sorry. It is applicable for so many other places we may find ourselves waiting on God for an answer. I hope it touches someone else like it has me:
Desperately, helplessly, longingly I cried;
Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate....
and the Master so gently said, "Wait."
"Wait? You say wait?" My indignant reply.
"Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your hand shortened?
Or have you not heard?
By faith I have asked,
and Im claiming your Word."
My future and all to which I relate
Hangs in the balance and you tell me to wait?
I'm needing a 'yes', a go-ahead sign.
Or even a 'No', to which I'll resign.
You promised, dear Lord, that if we believed,
We need to but ask, and we shall receive.
Lord, Ive been asking, and this is my cry;
I'm weary of asking! I need a reply."
Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate
as my Master replied again. "Wait."
So, I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,
and I grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting...... for what?"
He seemed then to kneel,
and His eyes met mine...
and He tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.
I could give you all you seek and pleased you would be.
You'd have what you want, but you wouldnt know me.
You'd not know the depth of My love for each saint.
You'd not know the power that I give to the faint.
You'd not learn to see through clouds of despair,
You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there.
You'd not know the joy of resting in me.
when darkness and silence are all you can see.
You'd never experience the fullness of love
when the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove.
You would know that I give, and I save, for a start,
but you'd not know the depth of the beat of my heart.
The glow of my comfort late into the night
the faith that I give you when you walk without sight.
The depth that's beyond getting just what you ask
from an infinite God who makes what you have last.
You'd never know should your pain quickly flee,
what it means that My grace is sufficient for thee.
Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true,
But oh, the loss if I lost what I'm doing in you.
Be silent my child.
and in time you will see,
that the greatest of gifts,
is to truly know me.
Though oft my answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still, "Wait."