My heart that is..
At the very beginning of the adoption process which started over a year ago…I kept hearing,
it’s not for the faint at heart. Well that couldn’t be any truer..let me tell ya.
I don’t always understand the process and the wait..the wait is something that is harder to bare
at times then I could of ever imagined.
But I know, God knows it ALL..EVERY little detail.
HIM I have to wait..His timing is always perfect…so we wait.
God truly has been showing me even more these last few months since we have been home, what His plans are for our family.
The things He shows are NOT small by any means. Some have to wait before I can reveal them.
He is working in us in a ministry in Uganda, I see alot but some things He has not revealed
as of yet. Again.. we wait.
It’s funny because while we wait, I plan…I think of the first trip we want to take, (once little buddy get’s
acclimated to us and being in a new country and surroundings)..and that’s the beach.
I see him making sand castles, playing with his brother and sisters..asking so many questions
about this great mass of water before him. Feeling the sand under his toes for the first time…tasting salt water on his little tongue. So many things to see and touch.
It has only been 6months since I have seen his face in person, but I see it everyday in our house.
I imagine the day we get off the airplane and he see’s his sisters, brother and grandparents for the first time.
I see it at the kitchen table eating, in the front yard playing with Luke and Mya, in the garage painting in our little
art studio. Laying on the couch in our laps. Reading bible stories and tucking him in at night.
Introducing him to yummy healthy new foods.
Sitting in a bathtub full of bubbles.
Playing in the backyard with Bud.
Flying to meet his other sisters and cousins.
To tell him that he is forever loved and will NEVER feel alone again NEVER.
Tell him that Jesus loves him so much.
When I am at target I see him in an cute outfit on the rack…I see him in the cart as I push him around.
I see him running from his room and jumping in our bed in the morning.
I see him playing with his other sister or brother from Uganda (oopps did I just say that).
I see your sweet face everywhere little buddy. Oh how I love you. This mama’s heart is aching to hold you in my arms.
So as you see….I see him EVERYWHERE every day…there isn’t a moment that goes by that I don’t think of him
or see him in our house.
I pray we hear this week something that is a YES!!!!
But I have to remember and have faith that God has this in the palms of HIS hands.