Flash forward to this adoption. The details are not so dramatic but same dramatic effect. We saw a little boy on a wait list. Actually, we saw two little boys on a wait list. Both so very sweet. Both would be a blessing to any family. Different stories, and yet kind of the same...they both have been waiting for a family for a long time, their whole life. So how do you decide between perfect for our family and perfect for our family? So we talked to the administrator, and then the director who has met them to see if we would be a better family for one of them...youngest of five vs only and oldest. (I will do a long post on the people of YWAM, and how much we love them. How much they inspire us. Have I mentioned that they have sent us several hand written notes just letting us know that they are thinking about and praying for us?) No way to tell. After Jason's initial, "Okay, let's adopt both," (not an option, not allowed by our agency), we prayed. That's the beautiful thing about prayer and faith. The answer came. Almost immediately. While we still cared for the other sweet little boy, and could have loved him or any other child as our own, it was clear which one was ours. We were matched and then waited briefly for our official referral. The call from our case worker was unexpected, but not because we did not know it was coming or what child would be on the paperwork. It was unexpected because we knew she would be flying outside of the country. There was nothing new in his information that we did not know. There were a couple new pictures. Oh yeah, that email came at 1:30 am. And I have not figured out how to open zip files...so I could only open the "non-zip" files which thankfully were the really important ones. So there was no cell phone battery dying. No race home to get the email. And no falling in love...we were already there!
For this child, I prayed... 1 Samuel 1:27