Wanting...

I have no news to share on our adoption.  Nothing.

I feel such frustration and sorrow that my children (and several of my friends children too) are going through each day... Lonely. Waiting.  Hoping.

I want to be able to encourage them that God has a plan for their lives and that they are His precious children.

I want to wrap my arms around them and hold them so they know they are safe and loved.

I want to listen to their dreams and help them accomplish whatever God has for them.

I want to comfort them when they are afraid and unsure.

I want to show them their closets with their clothes hanging neatly in rows waiting for them.

I want to hear their sweet laughter mingle with the laughter that fills our home.

I want to watch their beautiful faces light up as they experience new things and make new discoveries.

I want to tuck them in at night in their new beds, under their freshly washed blankets, and pray with them and kiss their foreheads and remind them how much God loves them.

I want them.

But... instead... I will trust in the Lord to take care of them.  I will trust His perfect timing in bringing them home.  I will trust His good and perfect plan.

Because He loves them more than I do.

"As for God, His way is perfect; the word of the LORD is flawless.  He is a shield for all who take refuge in Him.  For Who is God besides the LORD?  And who is the Rock except our God?  It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect."  Psalm 18:30-32

and... I will keep repeating this over and over to myself!