It has been a good week spiritually for me. My quiet times have been fruitful and convicting. Men's Group at church on Wednesday was one of the best we have had. Even my mundane meetings went surprisingly well. Tonight our son began spring flag football which he loves. Kendra has been busy with Junior Achievement and her Simply Said business. We have been busy.
But still our minds drift to a country where we have yet to go. We think of our child who we have yet to meet. I have worked on more paperwork for our adoption dossier this week. We have checked email and physical mail boxes waiting for the word from the grants to which we applied. They have remained silent.
It seems that the days are just passing by in an ordinary way. But I find myself daydreaming of a child I have not yet held. I think about this child whose name I do not know but I already love. I long to complete this process and bring that child here to live with us and be a part of our home.
When you are waiting, you think about a lot of things. What will the personality of your child be like? Will they be athletic? Will they enjoy the arts? Will they be outgoing or shy? Will they excel in school or find it to be a struggle? Will they bond to us quickly or will it take time?
I don't have the answer to these questions but I do trust in a God who does. As I have read through the prison epistles this week, I have been overwhelmed by the adoption imagery in them. As an adoptive father already, I understand the love you can have for a child that is not flesh of your flesh. My son could be no more my son if we had shared DNA. God loves me that way. Although I was rebellious and wanted nothing to do with him, he wanted me. Before I knew how powerful his love can be, he chose me. He took me, who was not his own, and adopted me into his Kingdom. His love overcame by orphan status.
I know that this same God loves our child in Uganda. I know that before time began, he chose that child to be a part of our family. I realize that no week is just another week. Every week is a week closer to offering that child the love I have seen expressed by my Heavenly Father to me. I long for the day that I will take that child into my arms and declare my love. I look forward with great anticipation to the day I can adopt that child into my family. Even if this was just another week I know that in this week God is preparing my heart for this next chapter. As I get impatient I must remember that God has perfect timing and when the time is right --- for us and for this wonderful child --- the doors will open and just another week will bring our family together forever.