I’ve questioned many times in the last three years why God seems to like to make us wait. There have been days where I have felt like I honestly could not handle the weight of waiting any longer, it felt like a physical pressure on my chest, one that was affecting my ability to breathe.
In the last year there were many days where I wondered if the road towards adoption would close to us again, for good this time. I was starting to doubt that it would actually happen. To say the last few months have been a struggle would be fairly accurate.
When we finally got that call it felt like the weight had been lifted. Even though we are still in a stage of finding out details (like when we can go pick him up!), we know we have a son, we know his birth date and we’ve seen his photo.
The waiting will continue for a little while but somehow it seems easier knowing who we are waiting for.
I always go back to these verses that first clicked for me when I read them ten years ago:
Wait for the Lord;
be strong and take heart
and wait for the Lord.
Whatever it is that you are waiting for during this season, can I just say; I understand, it’s hard, but it’s worth it.
Glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us,
to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.