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Sunday, July 7, 2013

A Special Moment in Time

It was ten years ago, this day.  We were just minding our our business, when totally unexpected.....wait, who am I kidding? It was the moment this mama had been waiting for, week after week after week. Sue, our dear program director, called with the best news I could think of. She called to tell us about the answer to our prayers, the little girl our hearts had waited to know. This thing called adoption is not for the weak of heart.  When you sign on, you sign your future over to the sovereign hand of the Lord. But, really, who better to handle the details of life than the One who Created it all?  I am confident that My Father ordains the stops, the starts & the stalls in my life.  I can't fathom all the details that had to come together in order for that little girl to find her way into our hearts, into our family.  And He does that for each of us, for the least of these, because that brings Him delight.  He sees the orphan, and He promises that He will not leave them. He will come to them, through the hearts of you and I.  We stepped out in obedience, jumping through hoops on city, county, state, national & international levels.  We waded through piles of paperwork and prayed and prayed and prayed.  We learned quickly that we had zero control over the timetable. But God!  He was working all things together for good. 


And when it was time, when she was ready & when we were ready, the phone rang.  I grabbed a clipboard & pen, and began feverishly writing down every detail, while blinking through the tears.  We would wait another 20 hours before our eyes would behold this adorable child. 
 

God surprised us with so many of the details of her description, and challenged us with others.  None of it caught God by surprise.  He was in every detail.  The waiting room was necessary for me.  God was growing my faith as each silent week passed.  Trust Him in the waiting room.  He sees. He knows.  He spent time in the details.  Oh, the glory that is seen in the details.  I will never get over Him, or His love for us, or for this child.