We were put on the referral list in mid May.
We’ve been told it takes about six months for a family to receive a referral.
So we most likely have another few months of waiting ahead of us.
But it could happen anytime, really. It’s possible to get a referral tomorrow.
Regardless of when, one day, we will get a phone call followed by an email and that’ll be it….our child. This faceless nameless child we’ve been praying for.
We’ll have a picture and name and a background.
Maybe a little girl. Or a little boy.
And all of a sudden, the plight of the orphan will have a face. All of a sudden, the plight of the orphan will feel personal and raw and….real.
Because that will be my little boy or my little girl. And instead of hopping on a plane and flying across the Atlantic and bringing our sweet pea home, we’ll have to wait.
For another 12 months, give or take. Knowing that the children in these orphanages are perishing. Knowing that the situation is heart-breakingly desperate.
We’ll have no choice but to wait. While the courts confer. While due diligence is adhered to.
We will wait.
And we will pray.
We’ll pray like we’ve never prayed before. We will lift this precious child–our precious child–to the throne room of God. Begging that He would keep our little one safe until it is time to bring our little one home.
Let’s Talk: How do you handle waiting? What’s the hardest thing you’ve had to wait for?
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