The wait time in adoption is by far the hardest for me. There is a fine line between anticipated what the next day will bring and wishing my day away. I don't want to wish away these days. I know very well that when that phone rings and we go--our lives will never be the same. We will then be a family of 7. It'll take time for everyone to find their new role. It has been many years since I had a baby on my hip--or in Carson's case, on my back.
"Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for His compassion never fail. They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness. I say to myself, 'The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait on Him'"
I do believe that the Lord knows the ache in one's heart as they wait to hold, love, snuggle and squeeze their child(ren). I think that is why it is wise to wait on Him, hold, love, snuggle, and squeeze into fellowship with the One who knows exactly the pain. He has not forgotten. He doesn't waste a day in our lives!
And so each morning as I awake, I try to remember His compassion that will carry me through today and tomorrow.
On a lighter note, I thought I would share some of how Lindsey passes these waiting days. She grabs some dress up clothes, the camera and uses the coffee table as a tripod:
She realizes she is still in her jammies so she gets dressed.
Love the dramatic ending...definitely one of my favorite self-photo shoots, yet!
I hope my next post will reveal our new shirt design or a "we're off!"...whichever comes first.