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Friday, September 16, 2011

a place called wait...

i just wanted to give a brief update on our process. two weeks ago i asked anybody who reads this blog to please pray for a miracle that our paperwork would be submitted to the american embassy last week. i just wanted to give my bloggy friends (an incredibly riveting) update, which is this: we have no idea what happened that day. we may or may not have been submitted, and as of now we may or may not have been submitted at all. communication between our agency's people in ethiopia and their people here in the states seems to be completely blocked. we don't know exactly the reason, but it is looking like we are about to go into another weekend of not knowing. i don't love this. i am craving an update like i craved chocolate shakes and saurkraut when i was pregnant. the only problem is that i can't send chad out to pick me up an update from the local grocer, so i am learning to wait. learning. to. wait. i am in this waiting place, where if find i am not alone and so i pray for my baby girl and for my friends who are here with me in this most frusterating place. praying for their children and their hearts as we remind each other that we serve a faithful God and wait in expectation for Him to make paths clear.

"In the morning, O Lord, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait in expectation." Psalm 4

i hope to have more news next week!


  1. Waiting is THE single hardest, most agonizing place to be...praying for you and Chad and Ruby.

  2. Hi! Just found your blog, we brought our daughter home from Ethiopia about 6 months ago and are already ready to start the process again. Planning to use Lifeline this time. I would love to hear any thoughts or experiences that you would like to share about your journey. Praying you get your little one home soon, waiting is so very, very hard! Blessings,

  3. Well, I don't have to tell you that I totally "get it" ;) I know that one day we'll be home with our kids and this will seem like a blip. We'll vaguely remember it, and talk about how hard it was, but it won't be real any more. It's like pregnancy/childbirth - nobody would do it a second time if they REALLY remembered how painful it was the first time :) Hope to be calling each other with big news this week!!!