From Wait to Whirlwind.....

We are in country right now and are living a miracle.

Seriously still pinching ourselves.

This all started unfolding on Monday afternoon when we found out our court date was finally scheduled,,,,,,,,six weeks away..A quick Yay! But honestly? Followed by disappointment as that felt so far away. It was explained to us that another delay had occured, this time in the form of courts not seeing cases for the next month due to meetings prepareing for the upcoming election. After all this time, to have another delay this late in the process? Hard news to hear.

We emailed back right away to ask for what we thought was most likely the impossible. To see if our agency could petition the court for a closer date, before the court stopped seeing cases this week and we informed the agency that we would be willing to leave at a moments notice, if the court could do so. Our agency replied back quickly letting us know that they were already in the process of petitioning, due to her continual weight concerns (as it is documented that she not only struggles to gain weight, but that it puts her at a higher risk to wait even longer.....and look how long she has already waited) but we would just have to wait and see if it was even a possibility. About a 1/2 hour later we got an email from our agency asking if we could potentially be in the country THIS THURSDAY for a court date, if we could the agency would ask the court about that near of a date, as they were meeting with them the next day. This is all happened Monday afternoon. Learning about the possibility. Because of the time it takes to get there? In order to make it in time, if we were able to get a date Thursday, we would have to leave on Tuesday morning (like literally need to be at the airport less than 16 hours later from the moment of learning about the possibility). We said absolutely yes - but because ET is 8 hours ahead of us, their work day was already over.....so we wouldn't find out until sometime after midnight at the earliest, but more likely later, if we were indeed going or not.

Wow.

We told family, our Journey church family and close friends that this was a possibility and to pray for this specific miracle. Then massive prep began.....Put tickets on hold (the flight was to depart at 11am Tuesday morning). Jason prepped to leave work and not come back for weeks. Laundry, laundry, laundry.  Last minute grocery run. Updating the kiddos schedules and info to leave with the parents. Thoroughly packed our bags to be maxed out. An adoptive mama friend delivering last minute gifts to bring to her son. Cut Jason's hair. Some cleaning......you know. All those things you would do when you plan to be gone for weeks on end, only we didn't know if we would really be going - but we were prepping like it was happening.

I only slept two hours that night and was up checking email like a crazy person from 3am until well after the sun came up - nothing. No word. Problem is? Our agency is located 2 hours BEHIND us. Oh my. And we didn't know WHEN we would hear.......as I'm pretty sure our program director also wanted to sleep ;) We decided that until we heard a no, we were going to keep moving forward as if it was a yes. My dad came to take us to the airport and we loaded 6 bags, 2 backpacks and 3 kiddos into the car - still no word. We went to ticketing with all of our things unloaded everything inside and literally just sat, waiting to hear if it would be yes or no - still no word. I called our travel agent at 9:40am to make sure I knew what our options were, since 10:30am was the point of no return with these tickets, as we had to know we had a court date by that time, otherwise we would not go through with the tickets and would need to cancel altogether. At 9:45am the email came through from our agency that we DID GET OUR COURT DATE!!!! Lots of celebrating ensued and Jason and I quick grabbed the bags, 5 min. or so later had our boarding passes and 15 min. later were kissing the kids good-bye at security and found ourselves boarding the 1st leg of the journey less than an hour after getting news that we were indeed going. Amazement. Pure amazement.

An absolute miracle. God working on our behalf. On Little Miss's behalf. Only God knows how I needed this on so many different levels.....

In all the craziness early Tuesday morning - at the point we still didn't know what was going to happen I took just a quick moment in the word and flipped to Psalms where I had stuck the program from grandfather's funeral just a few weeks ago. At that location? Two verses that I have read multiple times - but jumped right out....

Psalms 30:11 & 12 You turned my wailing into dancing, you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing to you and not be silent. O Lord my God I will give you thanks forever.

Oh Little Miss. If you only understood the sheer joy and dancing that will take place in a few weeks when you arrive home. For good.

The Lord be PRAISED - to HIM be the GLORY!