I spoke with our adoption agency last night. It was the best conversation I have had yet with them. What we found out wasn’t the best news, but they were honest and this was the first time we felt like we actually knew what was going on.
For the past year, we have received numerous emails notifying us of changes made by our agency. This included adding months up to a year in delays, additional (as in thousands) fees, office hour reductions, staff reductions (the entire original staff have all been let go and replaced by two part-time staff) and even closing the ethiopian adoptions program along with closing the contract with the orphanage they were currently working with.
DID YOU READ THAT?!?!?!
Literally EVERYTHING about the agency has changed. The entire staff. The programs. The orphanage. The hours. The cost.
We were told on Tuesday that with all of the changes, our adoption will, more than likely, last another TWO YEARS.
I honestly had no words.
All I can say is, I am so thankful that during all of the heartache we experienced when starting our family, that God basically inscribed on my brain the following mantra:
“The story that God is writing for our lives is far better than the one we could ever write ourselves”
I am so thankful that He gave me that hope. And thankful that He proves it time and time again.
Because really, Scott and I should be devastated.
But, even to our own surprise, we are not. We are thankful. We are hopeful. And we know that when we FINALLY get to hold the child we have been praying about for the last 2 years in our arms, we will know that every step that was taken just HAD to be taken.
So, if it takes 4 years to bring them home. Then it takes 4 years.
We may not know the answer to when our baby will be coming home…
Sweet baby, you will be coming home. And there is no question about that.