Impossibilities???

I have had a lot of people asking if we heard back from our agency yet.  Well, the news is not that great.  They have extended the wait time to 22-25 months for us and have told us that we should NOT expect a referral in the year of 2012.  We are still processing that news.  Yesterday, one of my sister's friends found out that their paper work did not make it to the right place in Haiti, thus missing an important deadline for paperwork before some major changes are made in the adoption process there.  There is a huge possibility that their adoption will not happen...at all.  They have been dreaming and praying for their child for a long time.

I woke up this morning with this verse stuck in my head..."Jesus replied, 'What is impossible with men is possible with God (Luke 18:27)."  There has been a new song on the radio by Mercy Me, "You are I Am."  Here is what the chorus says:

You're the one who conquers giants
You're the one who calls out kings
You shut the mouths of lions
You tell the dead to breathe
You're the one who walks through fire
You take the orphan's hand
You are the one Messiah
You are I am
You are I am

I have decided this morning that I am going to choose to believe that processes are processes...but God is God.  We may look at our situation and think it looks bleak, disappointing, or even impossible.  The greater reality is that we love and serve a God who loves to shock the world, loves miracles, and KNOWS OUR HEARTS.  I am choosing to believe in miracles this new season.

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  1. AnonymousSeptember 18, 2012 at 10:25 AM

    Praying for you, and hang in there!

    Our wait was for an instate hard to place child, and was four long years.

    Didn't happen until we basically accepted it might never happen.

    And then, 3 months later (post placement) this can't have a baby lady was pregnant.

    Can you say overwhelming?

    But well worth both waits, all the struggles, etc.

    Praying for you!

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