It occurred to me the other day that we have daughters on three continents. For parents who are self-confessed control freaks, we are a bit out of our comfort zone. And yet, that is exactly where the Lord wants us to be.
Savannah Faith waits for us in China. As usual the most frustrating part about adoption is the fact that we have absolutely NO control over the time frame. Our part of the paperwork is finished and ready to be put in the mail. We're just waiting, waiting, waiting on the government - this time the U.S. government - to complete their next step, so we can mail our dossier to China.
Adoption paperwork is a bit like watching an orchestrated dance. First paperwork waltz's across the ocean to China where you wait on PA (tentative approval to adopt your child) and then back to the US for I-800A (tentative approval to allow the child to immigrant). The waltz continues with the dossier going to China for LOA (definite approval to adopt your child) and then back to the US for I-800 (final approval to allow the child to immigrant). Then the dance continues as the paperwork makes the trek to China one more time for TA (approval to travel to China) and then back to the States for the US Embassy's approval for an Embassy date. And finally the dance winds down as plane tickets are obtained.
Now think about your most recent DMV visit. Do you remember the bureaucratic speed (ahem) and clarity that awaited you upon your arrival? (Do you notice the sarcasm in my voice? There is a reason we call my most dreaded experiences "DMV moments" in our house.) Now imagine DMV speed and multiple it times the six trips across the ocean our adoption paperwork must make to the various government offices, both in the States and in China, before we can finally get approval to travel.
Now you understand the glazed stare that meets your eyes when you innocently ask us, "When is Savannah coming home?" Sigh....
That brings me back to my original blog paragraph, we are completely out of control, and that is exactly where the Lord wants us.
While we wait and wait to hear paperwork updates on Savannah, Michaela is busy at work in Swaziland, Africa. It's a bit surreal making weekly calls, via Skype, to a continent half way around the world, to our seventeen year old daughter and realizing that we have absolutely no ability to go to her if anything is wrong.
However, I can honestly say, we have a complete peace! It can only be the Lord.
It's thrilling to hear the joy in her voice as she tells of sharing Christ's love with the children at the carepoints. The fact that she is in her element is indisputable.
Even her training on our farm has even come in handy. Two days a week she harvests fresh vegetables. After spending all morning in the fields, the team takes veggies to the carepoints where they are distributed to the children. The vitamins and nutrition from these are invaluable for the children whose primary diet consists of one meal a day of corn and beans!
And while two of our girls are out of
our reach but safely in the Lord's hands, I'm reminded that our four daughters who are right under our roof are not really safe because of "us." They, too, are safe because of His good pleasure and His protective care.
One of my favorite verses has long been,
"If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea,
even there Your hand will guide me, Your right hand will hold me fast." Ps. 139:9,10
It has extra special meaning to me now as I wait for two daughters to come home from "the far side of the sea."