Well, it looks like we are not going to be able to submit our dossier until the fall. Our current submission date is Sept. 21, which would mean we should travel around the end of Oct./beginning of Nov.
Obviously this is not what we were hoping for, but it is what it is and we have to make the best of it. I am almost finished updating all of our paperwork for our dossier. I should have it finished in the next two weeks and then I will mail our second dossier to Ukraine. I figured I would get it over with so I didn't have to worry about it over the summer. I plan on enjoying my summer as much as possible. I want to try to do some special things with Morgan since it will be her last time with Mommy and Daddy all to herself.
The only thing that would negatively change this is if they put the moratorium on international adoption like they have been talking about. Please pray that this DOES NOT happen. The only thing that could positively change this is if a law that has been proposed is signed into effect before Sept. If by chance this law is signed before Sept. we would be able to submit right away. Please pray that this DOES happen. But most of all, please pray that our little girl will remain safe and healthy until we are able to get to her.
A fellow adoptive mom that is affected by the same circumstances we are posted this on her blog the other day and I felt it was appropriate to post here too. As an adoptive parent so much of this poem rings very true. We can't understand why we have to wait or more importantly why our children have to wait to come home. The only way to get through it is to give it to God and trust completely that He knows His plan and everything will happen in His time, not mine.
Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried:
Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate,
and the Master so gently said, "Child, you must wait."
"Wait? You say wait," my indignant reply.
"Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?
By Faith, I have asked, and am claiming Your Word.
My future and all to which I can relate,
hangs in the balance, and YOU tell me to WAIT?
I'm needing a 'yes', a go-ahead sign,
or even a 'no' to which I can resign.
An Lord, You promised that if we believe
we need but to ask, and we shall receive.
Lord, I've been asking, and this is my cry:
I'm weary of asking! I need a reply!"
Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate,
As my Master replied once again, "You must wait."
So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,
and grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting.....for what?"
He seemed, then, to kneel, and His eyes wept with mine,
and He tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead, and cause mountains to run.
All you seek I could give, and pleased you would be.
You would have what you want - But, you wouldn't know me."
"You'd not know the depth of My love for each saint;
You'd not know the power that I give to the faint;
You'd not learn to see through the clouds of despair;
You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there;
You'd not know the joy of resting in Me
When darkness and silence were all you could see."
"You'd never experience that fullness of love
as the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove;
You'd know that I give and I save...(for a start),
But you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart.
"The glow of My comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight.
The depth that's beyond getting just what you asked
of an infinte God, who makes what you have LAST."
"You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that "My grace is sufficient for Thee."
"Yes, your dreams for your loved one overnight would come true.
But, Oh, the loss! If I lost what I'm doing in you!
So, be silent, My Child, and in time you will see,
that the greatest of gifts is to get to know Me."
"And though oft' may My answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still, 'WAIT'."