Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Prayer.

So now that everything is ready, and the house had been partied in and prayed over, it is time to open this place up! But I need one tiny little piece of paper first: the license.

I called CNA a couple of times last week. I was told that probably sometime this week I would hear that it is ready to be picked up. I've been praying, and though I've tried really hard not to get my hopes up, it has been heavy on my mind. I am constantly thinking about it throughout the day. Not a good thing, as history teaches me, it likely won't be ready this week.

But my God is bigger than my impatience and the CNA's foot dragging.

Please be praying with me. Tell your friends to be praying. It is time! As far as I know. ;) God has His timing, and I trust that. But we still need to be faithfully praying. Please pray specifically that I will have heard by Friday afternoon that the license is ready to be picked up.

A friend recently e-mailed me and said, "How are you managing with all the waiting? I would be totally going crazy!! I'm VERY impressed you aren't running up and down the streets screaming."

Well, I knew it would take a while, and I knew people wouldn't want to hear my whining all the time. For the most part I have been patient, with just occasional outbursts of frustration to the people near me. :) But I will admit, the closer we get to being done, the harder it has been for me to wait. I go into the girls room and think about when it will be filled with little girls. I see the clothes hanging in the closet and want to use them. I watch a movie alone at night and think of how much more fun it would be to watch Monsters University with little girls all around me.  Little girls who had been thrown away. Deemed unworthy of love. Abused. Thought incapable of. Been a burden on their families. An expense they couldn't afford. Had medical complications that went beyond knowledge and resources available.

Here in this home we aim to fill their love tanks right up. Introduce them to the God that made them and loves them unconditionally. Teach them to be the best that they can be. Teach them that when they can't do something, it doesn't matter. They are still treasured by God and by us.

So please pray. I want these beds full of girls!!

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  1. Naomi! This is totally like waiting for you baby to be born! You have your due date but anything two weeks before or two weeks after is normal, and everyday is sooo long with not knowing. A week before Layla was born I went into her room and picked up a little sleeper and burst into tears "knowing" I'd just never hold my baby. At least your only waiting for a piece of paper, not hours of pain and agony to begin. Ha! Praying you get the license this week!

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    1. Ha ha Karen! I have other friends who have likened this process to a birth. And you are right, I'm so glad I don't have the hours of agony ahead of me! But thanks for your prayers. I need them!

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