I posted this graphic on Facebook last week, hoping it would encourage a couple of friends facing some pretty serious issues.

Today, I post it to encourage myself.

1 Samuel 30 speaks of David encouraging himself in the Lord, and that’s what I’ve been trying to do tonight. Just like the day we learned we wouldn’t get a grant to help finance the adoption, we learned today that another hoped-for source of funds isn’t going to happen.

I am feeling so limited.

(Oh how my stubborn ol’ self hates feeling limited.)

Several of our friends have given sacrificially to help bring Pearl here, and I know that I speak for her, too, when I say that there aren’t words to express how much that means to us.  I know that she prays for each of you daily. The pastor tells me that in her innocence, every time she catches a glimpse of a white person, she asks him if that’s us, coming for her. He says that every night, for a year now, she prays that tomorrow, she will wake up and we will be there.

We continue to work toward this goal; we have never stopped striving for it. At the moment, we’re planning an online silent auction to be held in a few weeks. I’m freelancing, baking, face-painting, doing everything I can to raise extra money to finish funding this thing. My husband is trying to secure some extra freelance jobs for himself, even though he’s already going to school full-time in addition to working 40 hours a week.

The airfares take a steep climb come summer; for that and a dozen other reasons, we hope we can travel soon. As in, next-month-soon.

And then I look at our ability to make this happen and I cannot see how it can possibly come together in time.

It looks and feels completely and utterly impossible.

But as limited as I feel, as limited as we truly are, I am thankful that we serve a God that is not limited in any way.



I believe in His timing, even when it doesn’t make sense to me.

I believe in His provision even when I cannot see it.

I believe that He loves Pearl and my family more than I’ll ever fathom and that as Jeremiah 29:11 promises, His plans and purposes for us are good. We can always hope and trust in them.

I believe that the prayers of the righteous can move His hand, change the hearts of men, and bring to fruition every good thing that He intends His children to have.

So if you pray, I’m asking you to please pray with us. Please pray for us.

Please pray that God will open the storehouse of heaven and pour out what is needed to bring our sweet girl home.

“Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.” -Hebrews 11:1

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