Hope lost, but not hopeless
This week, Scott and I have faced the realization that we do not have a date to hope for anymore. With Ethiopia's policy changes, our timeframe is likely delayed. Not having May to count on as our light at the end of a very long tunnel has been disheartening, to say the least. My longing for our little boy permeates every thought every day. It makes concentrating on anything else difficult. I thought I was alone in feeling this way, but when I explained it to Scott yesterday, he said he has been feeling the same. What comfort there is in feeling understood. When I went to prayer this morning, I poured out my longing once again to God. I heard Adrianna waking up, and knew my time was growing short. But I knew an urgency to read and pray to God with the Psalms. My bookmark was at Psalm 10, and by the end, I was balling... "The Lord is King forever and ever; The nations have perished out of His hand. Lord, You have heard the desire...