He Is Able

Monday I volunteered at my church to work for VBS.  At the registration table, I ran into a friend from long ago.  She's the kind of friend where you just pick up where you left off even though neither one of us are good at staying in touch.  She asked about our adoption and I told her we were waiting to hear from our embassy appointment from the 10th, hoping to hear that we had a visa to pick up and could start planning to travel.  I shared with her how the long waits and hold ups had been hard.  She reminded me that this was not about us; this was not about our boys; this was about God.  This entire adoption process was about Him and Him receiving glory no matter how it all was working out.  She told me that God had laid it on our hearts to adopt and this was His story unfolding before us.  I could 100% rest in that.  As she spoke, tear filled my eyes because I knew the words she spoke were truth.  I knew that God had orchestrated that we see each other and I knew that He was using my friend to speak to my heart.  And as I listened, I kept glancing down at her beautiful, brown little guy from Honduras as he played with Liddy at our feet.  It took years to complete his paper work.  Years of tears, calls, papers, files.  She spoke these truths because they had sustained her in her own adoption process.

Little did I know that God had sent me a reminder of His truths just hours before I would need to tell myself those truths over and over.  Tuesday morning we heard the results from our embassy appointment.  We were not issued a visa.  Our file has now moved to a higher level.  I am not at liberty to post the details of why and what, but we need your prayers.  We need prayers that this process would conclude with our boys in our home here on US soil.  We need prayers that proper documentation would be provided.  We needs prayers that this process will be expedited.  August 7, 2012 will mark the date in which we accepted the referral for our twins - almost a year ago.

Needless to say, yesterday was a hard day and I'm not sure I can tell you that today has made me feel much better.  One thing I know is that I serve a God who is sovereign.  He called us to take this path and I trust in Him.  Yesterday in the van as I was driving Lydia to our lunch date, Mark Schultz's song "All Things Possible" came on.  As I listened to the words and cried, I confirmed the words of this song in my heart.  This is what I know......

I will call on Your name
For there’s always a way
When You lead me
And when life knocks me down
I am not counted out
For You’re with me
And You’re with me

[Chorus:]
Even when it feels like the light is fading
And I’ve lost my way
Still I’m holding on to the One who’s making
All things possible

Even when it feels like my heart is breaking
Hold on, there is strength
Knowing I belong to the One who’s making
All things possible

I know mountains can move
I’ve seen what You can do
In my weakness
So my heart will believe
If I wait I will see
My God doing, what only He can do

[Bridge:]
My God is strong and mighty
My God is faithful
My hope is in the Lord
For He is able