This afternoon, I visited with someone from our agency who told me to expect our LOA (Letter of Approval) from China in the next week or two. From that date, we can expect to travel 11 to 15 weeks later. That puts us heading to China some time in June! This is a very solid prediction at this point. In just 4 months, Ken and I will be able to hold these boys in our very own arms! I can't imagine it!
It only takes a few seconds of giddy excitement before anxiety creeps in. The house hasn't sold. It has to sell by the end of this month if we're going to have the cash we need to pay for the adoption. (We are applying for an exciting adoption fundraiser/grant. I'll keep you posted!)
I have no idea what God is doing with the timing of our sell. I'm daily fighting worry, frustration and a sense of entitlement. God, isn't adopting Your brainchild? You said yourself that caring for orphans is "pure undefiled religion." We're trying to do this here. Can't You help us out with selling the house?
While asking these questions, these excerpts from the account of Job quickly play in my head. After a long, 37-chapter rant...er...discussion among Job and his buddies, The LORD speaks:
Then the LORD spoke to Job out of the storm. He said:
“Who is this that obscures my plans
with words without knowledge?
Brace yourself like a man;
I will question you,
and you shall answer me.
“Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?
Tell me, if you understand.
Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know!
Who stretched a measuring line across it?
On what were its footings set,
or who laid its cornerstone—
while the morning stars sang together
and all the angels shouted for joy?
“Have you ever given orders to the morning,
or shown the dawn its place,
that it might take the earth by the edges
and shake the wicked out of it?
"Surely you know, for you were already born!
You have lived so many years!
"Will the one who contends with the Almighty correct him?
Let him who accuses God answer him!
Then Job answered the LORD:
“I am unworthy—how can I reply to you?
I put my hand over my mouth.
I spoke once, but I have no answer—
twice, but I will say no more.”