Waiting....

     We are hoping for an August departure to get Ingrid.  We know that time will fly quickly, but to be honest now knowing our little Ingrid is in the orphanage, the waiting is heart wrenching.  We just want her home.  I think of her being cold or hungry.  I think of her rocking herself to sleep or soothing herself because no one is there to pick her up.  No child should be cold or alone.  Every single parent knows that and it goes very deep and make me tear up to think of.

     A dear friend of mine helped me shift my mindset from an agonizing wait to a prayerful wait.  Since Ingrid is 13 hours ahead, when I think of her, I pray for her.  I pray specifically at 8:00 am, China time, that there would be a caretaker at her crib to smile at her when she wakes up.  I pray at 6:00 pm that she would be fed, and maybe even make airplane noises?  (Know this is a stretch but I pray it anyway).  I pray at 7:30 pm that someone would walk over and rub her back as she goes to sleep.  I know she is God's child first.  I know He loves her more than anyone here on earth could.  Instead of agonizing, why not trust that He can inspire one of the careworkers to hold her or see that she needs something?  So that is what we do now when we see her picture and think of her.  This whole process has humbled us into an awe of what God can do.