We live in a broken world. I am sorry if this is the first you’ve heard of it but it will probably provide you with a lot of clarity and insight as to why the world we live in is so ridiculously “messed up”. Not only is the world broken, I’m broken, you’re broken, the lady at Wal-Mart who pushed my buggy out of the way with my child in it is broken (and lucky she isn’t more broken, but I digress). We are a broken people that has resulted in a broken world that is full of broken processes, promises and people. Why do I begin with such sad sounding erudition? Because I am sad and all of this leads up to why I am sad.
For those of you who are a little behind on our life, we are in the process of adopting. Originally, we had hoped to adopt domestically. God had other plans. You can read about the transition . We had no real direction except to find an international agency that dealt with India. Apparently, VERY FEW actually do. One Sunday, my sister texted me at the end of Bible study and said “I have an Indian baby for you. It’s an 18 month old boy that’s yours if you want him. Totally serious!” I told her to call me RIGHT THEN. We chatted and she said she would talk to the missionary after church and call us back. We needed to look into Visas and Passports. We knew nothing else but we started getting ready for ANYTHING. We hoped it could be a private international adoption with no agency involvement. We received his photo from the missionary and his name. He is just the spitting image of Rob with a
slightly darker complexion (I am not kidding!). We were hooked. We began to look for an attorney who could deal with private international adoptions. We found one and then another and then they referred us to someone else because India is just that tricky.
A couple of days ago we received an e-mail from our adoption agency that India was placing a hold on new applications December-February. This means that we will not be able to go into the “Applicant Family Database” until the hold is lifted. The expectation is that we MIGHT make it onto the list in February. We continued to seek out private attorneys. This morning we received an e-mail from our contact in India that said all of the attorneys in India she spoke to told her that we could not privately adopt intercountry from India. I am sad. I am not terribly upset, but I am sad. I also know that our timing is not God’s timing and we will continue through the process as it was begun.
It is not our will we want accomplished in this situation. We want to be able to persevere in this race and in the end say, “God’s will has been done and glory to Him alone!” This baby can be ours if that is the will of God. If he is someone else’s child, then we know God has one for our family somewhere. Until then, I have cookies baking for our FOURTH homestudy visit this evening and a kitchen table that needs to be wiped down and a kid that needs a bath.