Adoption is a gift....given straight to us by our Jesus. As we delve into this process again we have been reminded of His faithfulness and promises yet again. I shouldn't be surprised. God is molding and shaping us as a family. Yesterday He reminded us, ever so gently, that He is in control. And unfortunately, we are not. When we first initiated contact with our Adoption Agency, almost 11/2 years ago the wait for a child was less than a year. We took our time readying ourselves emotionally to bring another baby into our home. We were grieving our sweet Elliott and needed the extra time to heal. We have now finished most of our paperwork and just need some time to clean out the baby's room. The next step? Welcoming our Social Worker into our house for the home visit part of our home study.
The Agency is only asking we write a letter to the prospective Birth Mother and prepare a Profile (a photo album of sorts). Yesterday I e-mailed our contact at the Agency and asked for specifics on the Profile and letter....I needed to make sure the requirements were the same as they had been when we prepared one for Halle's adoption. I was surprised and a little bit disappointed, when she answered back with the specifics and then gently informed us that the wait time for a child had changed from 9-12 months to now 18-24 months. Margaret (our contact) had told us that more and more Mom's are choosing to parent their children. That initially sounds great. We want Mom's to keep their babies...if they are fit and willing to do so. It also breaks our hearts to think of all these children who may end up in the Foster care system because their Mommy's end up being unable to care for them. I panicked a little. Ok...maybe more than that. Thoughts swirling in my head...I quickly forwarded the e-mail to Aaron and kept him in the loop. We could do two things in this situation. Panic more. Or press in to our Jesus. We chose the second option. Aaron reminded me that this doesn't change our situation at all. We still are not in control. Only HE is. You would think through all we've been through I would remember this. Um. Not so much, I guess. He knows who our next child will be. He will knit that child together in it's Birth Mother's womb, before it arrives here and becomes part of our "Forever Family". Only He knows that timeline. More patience. More faith. More of His story to tell.
This morning I woke up hopeful, excited. Because, more than anything, I know Jesus knows. He has a plan, even if doesn't fit into ours. Maybe, the timeline will change. Maybe it won't. It doesn't matter. We're here. Waiting...ready and willing to do what our Jesus wants us to do. I know without a shadow of a doubt, He will use this to grow us more. And more. And more. Bringing us closer to Him.