Today – November 24, 2016 – marks the 40 week mark in our current adoption journey, the journey that will lead us to you. These 40 weeks have been peppered with joy and hope, yet sadness and longing as we wait, and wait, and wait for the call that will unite us. Oh how we long to meet you, to embrace you, to bring you home.
Oh what abundant love we have for you!
We have prayed for you and begged God for you. We’ve cried countless tears for you. But last night, your father and I simply stood in a long embrace, a silent yearning for you. We’re ready to put the tears behind us and stretch towards hope, joyful hope. We know the Lord has heard our pleas, and we are confident that you are coming soon.
Please come soon.
Our love for you will not ever die; you could never disappoint us. We pray the Lord keeps watch over you and blesses you with wisdom and joy. We pray you would hate sin and love people. We pray you would yearn for the Lord’s Word and hunger for His righteousness. For He is a good God, faithful and just.
Today is also Thanksgiving. I have cranberry sauce and coconut cream pie chilling in the fridge. There are dinner rolls to be made, green bean casserole to be assembled. Yet I stop today to thank God for you, little one. Somewhere in Montana, you’re there. I believe that God has already begun to knit you together in your mother’s womb. Maybe you’re even nearing your day of birth! Oh I pray for your little body, that you would be healthy and safe. I pray for your birthmother, your birthfather, your extended birthfamily. They love you, too. And we pray that they are comforted today in knowing that God has a plan for you, a plan for healing in their life, and a plan for love to connect us all.
Come soon, little one. Come soon.