…well, we hope and pray it is good news. And we are more grateful than we can say to know that so many of you are upholding and surrounding this adoption with your faithful praying!
On Friday at one o’clock, when she first received the faxed letter, our officer said that it’s not her usual procedure to call families to give them their news, but that she would call us! So I did expect to hear something from her by the end of the day.
Joe encouraged me by speculating that if she had seen a major problem, she probably would have let us know right away. Maybe she needs to consult with her supervisor? Or wait for the official original signed document on letterhead? We don’t know, but…
We do know that we can safely trust in the Lord. And we will surely let you know when we hear more!
I can’t help but think that all this training in patience is a gift of our Heavenly Father to stand us in good stead after Katerina comes home.
And during these days, He has been showing Himself strong to our family. Some of His powerful working here is not my story to tell, but some of it is…
There have been a couple of times in my life that God has given me a strong prompting to fast from reading anything but His Word. The last time was some years ago when I had reached a desperate place as a wife. I had no idea what a godly response would be to certain issues in our marriage, and nobody seemed able to give me answers. I bull-headedly determined to read only the portions of Scripture that pertain to me as a woman and wife, and told God that by gum, I was going to keep reading them, and keep praying for help until He gave it to me.
In recent weeks, I felt increasingly needy. I was desperately hungry, thirsty, empty, dry, dusty, weary and dull of soul. My usual diet of the Word was not enough, and too many other thoughts were smogging up my head. I detected tough callouses where there should be tenderness, and apathy where there should be love. I didn’t know exactly what I needed, but I knew that He would. I told Him that I was sick and tired of myself, and I was again going to read only the Word until He gave me what I needed.
Sure enough, the first morning of my Bible cleanse, there He was, with direction to read what He says about love. And I’ve been in I John ever since, drinking, drinking, drinking. I John is bracing like ice-cold water with a touch of grapefruit seed extract. No hint of sappy sweetness there. Invigorating, cleansing, can’t-get-enough pure truth. Convicting. Hard words that make soft hearts.
I am not filled up yet. There are still dry, dusty, empty corners. My words to Him, “Whatever will bring You the most glory,” are slowly turning from words of duty to words of passion. But I am still desperate, desperate to dig in and stay put here until this “Water of Life” fast has done its work.
“I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in His Word I do hope. My soul waits for the LORD more than those who watch for the morning–yes, more than those who watch for the morning.”
“Come to the River that flows through the city,
forth from the throne of the Father and Son.
Jesus the Savior says, ‘Come and drink deeply.’
Drink from the pure, inexhaustible One.”
~James Montgomery Boice, from Come to the Waters
“Whom have I in heaven but You?
And there is none upon earth that I desire besides You.
My flesh and my heart fail;
But God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.”
“He who does not love, does not know God, for God is love.”