Christmas of 2013 was a special time for us...
we were being called to bring
our second child home from China.
We knew in our hearts, somewhere in China,
a precious baby needed a family,
and right here in the U.S.,
we had the room, resources, love
and ability to be that family.
I never sought out to have four kids.
I felt quite complete with two.
But, when I stepped aside from my "to do" list,
and let God take over... a miracle happened.
We received a precious gift...
our first daughter, Raimey.
She was 2 1/2 years old, weighed 21 pounds...
and her parents were just as proud that day
as the day they birthed their first and second children.
Raimey grew, blossomed, and never skipped a beat
when she entered our family.
She knew she was home....
where she was always meant to be.
When two years later, God called us to another daughter....
we were much quicker to hear His call.
And just like He led us to our daughter, Raimey,
He brought us right to our daughter, Bryley.
This process would be
or so I thought.
I mean...I learned so much
after navigating our first
But then, some things never change.
Seeing a child, a world away, waiting
for her mom and dad,
racing through paperwork to bring her home...
to be met with governmental delays.
It just does not get easier.
Instead, the injustice of it all
breaks your heart a little deeper.
Your arms ache,
you cry for the baby you love,
and she remains a world away.
And yet, God promises us this child,
"I prayed for this child, and the LORD has
granted me what I asked of him."
1 Samuel 1:27
But yet, I am learning something about patience.
God has called us to this journey,
and in those times of weakness and desperation,
we are given the opportunity to grow in Him.
Trust in Him.
Cast all our cares on Him.
"Cast all your anxiety on him
because he cares for you." 1 Peter 5:7