I really am going to do better about writing, I promise. It has been a frustrating few weeks and I have struggled to successfully articulate what I have been feeling.
Waiting well is hard. It is hard not to be frustrated. It is hard not to be discouraged. It is hard not to dream about the future. Its hard not to answer all of the numbers that you don't recognize and get angry when its a political campaign. I am a dreamer and Josh is too---in different ways, but we are both prone to dream about the future (hence the name of the blog). I am slowly learning to let the Lord transform my dreams into his, but in the past few weeks I have been guilty of "dwelling on dreams and forgetting to live." Wise words from the mouth of Dumbledore.
After talking with our agency at the end of last week, it is looking like we are going to be waiting a lot longer---for the next several months. And I find myself really discouraged. I knew this could happen, but I guess I just didn't let myself believe that we would be waiting more than two months.
Josh and I have often told people that adoption is our plan A. This is our first choice for starting our family. I was talking my frustrations out with my mom and she wisely reminded me that when we have no plan B, we have no other choice but to put our trust in our Savior. Surrendering our plan A is our only option.
Surrender is hard because it means giving up the control. I'm not there yet, but I am working on it. Surrendering to the God who was and is and is to come. Surrendering to the God who created the son and the moon and the stars. Surrendering to the God who throughout scripture shows us how His heart is drawn to the plight of the orphan, how he intervenes for the orphan.
Kristin Wong talkes about this in her book on adoption, Carried Safely Home, where she says, " In [Jesus], we have the ultimate picture of God entering into the vulnerability and poverty of his people. God is glorious. He created and sustains the outer reaches of the universe; made millions of stars...and holds them all in place. He also made and watches each fatherless or motherless child in each hidden corner. He counts the hairs on their heads."
This week, Psalm 146, has reminded me of this truth:
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord, O my soul! I will praise the Lord as long as I live; I will sing praises to my God while I have my being.
Put not your trust in princes, in a son of man, in whom there is no salvation.
When his breath departs, he returns to the earth; on that very day his plans perish.
Blessed is he whose help is the God of Jacob, whose hope is in the Lord his God,
who made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that is in them, who keeps faith forever;
who executes justice for the oppressed, who gives food to the hungry. The Lord sets the prisoners free; the Lord opens the eyes of the blind. The Lord lifts up those who are bowed down; the Lord loves the righteous. The Lord watches over the sojourners; he upholds the widow and the fatherless, but the way of the wicked he brings to ruin. The Lord will reign forever, your God, O Zion, to all generations.
who made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that is in them, who keeps faith forever;
who executes justice for the oppressed, who gives food to the hungry. The Lord sets the prisoners free; the Lord opens the eyes of the blind. The Lord lifts up those who are bowed down; the Lord loves the righteous. The Lord watches over the sojourners; he upholds the widow and the fatherless, but the way of the wicked he brings to ruin. The Lord will reign forever, your God, O Zion, to all generations.
Praise the Lord!
God has given me the opportunity to surrender my plan A to him. The God who created me and created my child. The God who holds me as my heart longs for a child and my baby as he or she longs to be loved. This God lets me join in his story.
"God, unfathomable in his power and glory, is also the caretake for the weak...God could care for the orphans by his unilateral action alone. But he invites us to participate in his work of mercy. When we love fatherless children, we are doing the work of God--not on the work that he commands us to do, but the wrok that he, majestic Creator of the universe, promises to do himself. Through adoption, we are drawn into awe and love for God. We glimpse reflections of who he is and what he has done, and we marvel and rejoice....Through adoption I follow him. Through adoption, I worship."
And as I worship. I surrender. May this story be for His glory alone.
Courtney Leigh
Courtney Leigh
