Tuesday, April 7, 2015

full of miracles

Last week, I shared my prayer for a repeat of an Easter miracle we experienced exactly four years ago.

I think it's safe to say that God heard it. I know God always hears our prayers, but He answered so clearly this weekend that His involvement cannot be denied.

I have been reading through David's prayers lately..."Incline your ear, O Lord, and answer me, for I am poor and needy. Preserve my life, for I am godly; save your servant, who trusts in you--you are my God. Be gracious to me, O Lord, for to you I cry all the day." (Ps. 86:1-3)

"Hear my cry, O God; attend unto my prayer. From the end of the earth will I cry to you, when my heart is overwhelmed; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For you have been a shelter to me, and a strong tower from the enemy." (Ps. 61:1-3)

David's prayers fill up the Psalms, and many of them are begging God to hear him. I have no doubt God heard every one of them, but it wasn't always clear to David that God was near. My prayers have felt a lot like his, although I have to say that I am no Brave David.

My prayers, though, were very similar to his in some ways. "Hear me, God." "Hear us, O Lord, as we cry out to you. I know I am crying out in the company of hundreds of other adoptive parents who long to have their families together in the same house, at HOME. Lord, please hear our petitions."

And Thursday, we got an even greater glimmer of hope. Friday carried in with it full spectrum of hope, and although we still have no concrete news to share regarding DRC adoptions, hope has replaced what had become an ache in our hearts.

I emailed our agency rep to check on some things Friday. We knew the corrections from our court documents were finished last Wednesday, and I wanted to know how quickly our translations (from French to English) would be completed. When our translations are complete, the next step is to file our I-600) Our agency rep said translations often take one to two weeks to get done, depending on the internet connections and the power situation in DRC.

I tried to be patient, knowing that--again--this was out of my hands. Two weeks seemed like a long time to wait, particularly when I knew that things were seeming to stir in DRC.

But Easter morning, I checked my email out of habit before I eve got out of bed. "Your translations are done." Translations took only four days.

We are almost ready for the next step, and the timing is becoming critical, almost comical. (We still have to wait on an approval of extension of our I-600a, which literally would have JUST expired if not for an extension.  You'd better believe I have already emailed the USCIS to check on the status. Once it's extended we can file our I-600.)

Not only can we smile and revel in the miracles of Easter and all that it means for us as Christ-followers, but we can also revel in the fact that we are now several steps closer to having our Sweet Clementine home with us. Miracle upon miracle.

I have prayed for God to get the adopted children home to their parents faster than we can ever imagine, and I hope these are the first indicators that it's going to happen.