Friday Favorite: Congo Cooking

Friday FavoritesMy first attempt to cook authentic Congolese cuisine this week was a smashing success. And so incredibly fun!

I couldn’t stop smiling all night.

There was something very special about learning to cook food from my daughter’s country.

Especially the fufu, which is something she eats every single day.

Tangine Chicken with fufu and fried plantains:

the complete meal

Next week, I’m going to try Muamba Nsusu with yep, fufu and fried plantains (again).

I want to master the art of those second two so when our little girl is home, I can make her some familiar foods.

Let’s Talk: What’s the most foreign-type meal you’ve ever tackled in the kitchen?

There’s a Girl

ganshert-9We first saw her face in February.

Three pictures in our inbox.

We learned her story a couple weeks later.

And since then….

We’ve said a lot of prayers.

We’ve done some investigating.

We’ve received more pictures.

I’ve written her love letters.

We’ve sent care packages.

Thanks to so many of YOU, we made her a puzzle….500 willing hearts came together and sponsored a piece to help bring this precious one home.

completed puzzle

I bought her a pair of pink Crocs that sit on my nightstand.

We glued some pieces on our Adoption Map. (Brogan asks, almost every day, if we’re getting closer to the heart.)

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And then….

I flew to the Congo.

I held her in my arms.

I kissed her sweet cheeks.

I smelled her sweet skin.

I wiggled her sweet toes.

I whispered her name into her ear.

I didn’t want to let go.

But I flew back to America and here we’ve been, waiting and waiting and waiting…

Dying to go back.

After losing two previous referrals (a referral is adoption speak for being matched with a child), a little boy in October and another little girl in January, we weren’t going to share the news about our Congolese cutie until we passed court.

But court’s been taking forever.

We’ve been there now for 13 weeks.

We feel stuck.

We’re weary.

We’re distracted.

And we could use prayer.

So please pray.

Pray for her well-being.

Pray for her precious little heart and the difficult journey she has ahead of her. Because what she’s already gone through and will go through makes my “suffering” absolutely pale in comparison.

Pray against corruption.

Pray for all the hurdles we still have ahead of us.

Pray that God would be glorified and we would be sanctified, come what may.

Pray that we’d be a family soon. Because we sure don’t feel whole with her over there and us over here.

My friend, Kelli Standish, says it best:

Waiting is one of the most excruciating acts of worship.

And that’s exactly what it is. Or at least what it becomes. Because when you’re here, in this place of helpless waiting, with no power to move it along, what else is there to do but open your hands and trust?

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Let’s Talk: What are you waiting for?

Update on July 27th, 2013 – PRAISE JESUS! We are a family of four! We passed court! She is officially our daughter. Hoping and praying the rest of this journey goes quickly so we can bring her home! Thank you for your prayers!

Friday Favorite: Bedtime Prayers

Friday FavoritesIf you’re friends with me on Facebook, then you know my 4-year old son is constantly saying funny things.

One of my favorites?

His bedtime prayers.

Like this one, just last night…

Dear God, I love you. You are stronger than Spinosaurus. And you can walk on water. I can’t walk on water so I’m not God. I would drown. But I can walk on my tiptoes in the swimming pool.  Thank you for being God. And thank you for mommy and daddy. I love them. Amen.

Let’s Talk: Any cute kids-say-the-darndest-things stories?