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Psalm 27:14

Wait for the LORD;
be strong, and let your heart take courage;
yes, wait for the LORD.
Psalm 27:14
 
Waiting, as I'm sure most people would agree, is one of the hardest things to do. Whether something small or something large, it is never a fun task. During this season of Advent we are called to wait for the newborn King, to understand the magnitude of who was born onto this Earth so that we could be washed of all sin. And of course in this season, looking at my students, I see the waiting faces of anticipated Christmas day, full of presents and filled stockings!
 
Even though I am completely thankful for the little baby born in a manger, during Advent, I can't help but think more about His parents - Mary and Joseph. They have been heavy on my heart recently. How did they know to trust that everything will be alright? Well, I guess they did have an angel telling them so! But they were unwed, they had to move to an undetermined place, they were young, this was their firstborn... they would be a new family soon. Although their circumstances were different than mine, I find comfort in the knowledge that this couple waited - they waited and believed.
 
We are only a month into paperwork, phone calls, and emails to our adoption agencies, and yet waiting is hard. There are times I find myself thinking, "can we really do this? will we figure this all out?" And then comes the clear message: "Yes, I will provide, your children are waiting for you". Waiting for you. I am not the only one waiting, my children are too. And someday soon, we will be a new family.
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  1. AnonymousDecember 22, 2012 at 8:02 AM

    Isaiah tells us "But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint." Claim that promise . . .

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