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The Sweetest Christmas Story- part 7

As shared in my previous blog I knew that if nothing went wrong

I would soon be walking out of the orphanage with my sweet daughter.

But first there was the court date.

It loomed in its seriousness and I wondered what would be involved.

All  I knew was that I must appear alone before the judge.

The judge had the power to block the adoption.

It kept me on pins and needles whenever I thought about it.

Each day I would go to the orphanage and spend time with Jenny.

Sipping tea. Playing games. Talking. Beginning to build a bond.

She was very shy and kept an understandable distance.

But one day I was notified that this was the court date.

Gulp.

Not knowing what to expect particularly in a foreign country

caused me apprehension.

But  I tried to calm myself and  reasoned

if God had brought me this far

He would most certainly prepare the rest of the way.

He is faithful I reminded myself over and over.

I rode to the courthouse and waited awhile to be summoned.

When the summons finally came I pushed open  the door,

walked down a few steps

and took a seat in a medium sized room.

A number of people were seated all around the room. Everything was spoken in Russian.

Suddenly I heard my name.

My eyes were fixed on  the female judge up front.

I was told to stand so I rose to my feet.

All eyes focused on me.

Today, many years later, the details have all faded but one.

As I stood there nervously longing to just to get this over with

suddenly the judge looked at me and asked in clear, unbroken English,

“What will you do if you meet a man who wants to marry you

but he doesn’t want this child?”

Immediately I responded.

Everything in my heart cried out silently,

“She’s mine to love and to care for.”

But  very calmly and clearly I answered.

“If any man were to come into my life

and wanted to marry me

but did not want my child

I would say no.

I would not marry him.”

That was it.  A conscious decision made earlier and now verbalized.

My child- both of my children would take priority.

The judge looked at me and smiled a huge smile that stretched from ear to ear

and others nodded approval.

I knew I had been approved.

The adoption had made it through the court procedure.

That was the final big hoop to jump through.

Joy filled my heart as I walked – practically danced – out of the courtroom that day

and prepared to return to Moscow with my little girl.

Reflecting back at the moment so many years ago I am so glad that that question was asked.

Once more I saw that they cared not only for the children but also that that they

wanted them to be  adopted into stable families that would love them forever.

The sweetness of that moment blesses me today many years later.

How wise to make conscious choices before a situation even arises.

Choices to stand firm,

To follow the Lord,

To put His Will first no matter what.

To keep the commitments we have made.

Well, I’ve been privileged to mother my two daughters for many years now.

I could not have done it without the Lord’s enabling.

The One Who led me

continues to provide for all of our needs one day at a time.

It has not always been easy.

No, but the Lord has blessed us with many, many sweet moments

where His love shines through

reminding us that His commitment, too, is for always.

 

 

 

 

 

Shoes of Promise

5178_1096508691813_5325273_nI was looking for something else this morning as I pulled out the drawer

but my eyes fell upon a small pair of pink shoes and my heart skipped a beat with joy.

Shoes that were purchased in Kiev, Ukraine more than 12 years ago.

I had just left the orphanage after seeing a little girl with pretty blond hair.

“Yes,” I said when they asked if I would adopt her.

So they took me to the marketplace so that I could purchase clothes to fit her.

A pink jacket and matching pants.

Shirts and socks and a sweater.

And then my eyes fell on these shoes prominently displayed and I knew in my heart

that I had to have them.

Shoes that spoke of promise.

But the next day when I was driven back to the orphanage I could not enter.

No, for some reason, the adoption was called off.

Heart breaking moments to remember.

Back in my flat, I spread all those newly purchased clothes on the bed

and those pink shoes were in the middle.

Unanswered questions. Unspoken grief.  Heart broken with disappointment.

A few days later I flew back to the States only knowing that God had a Plan.

He knew my pain and walked with me over the next few months.

Those little pink shoes sat on my dresser as a constant reminder of His Promise.

Many months later evenst unfolded for me to travel to Russia to adopt a little girl.

Beautiful  in every way.

God’s chosen child.

I took with me that pair of pink shoes

and on the  day  I was to bring her home

I took them out of my purse

Just to see if, perchance, they would fit.

She sat on the carpet while I unbuckled them

and guided her tiny foot into one of them.

Cinderella perfect  fit. Shining moments all over.

Hearts overflowing that day

realizing again that God can always be trusted.

Delays do not thwart His Purpose.

Disappointments do not block the unfolding of His Time.

Beside me as I write are those precious shoes of promise

reminding me again

of God’s Faithfulness

all the time.

Allow the wonder of His Great Love to wrap itself around you today

No matter where you are

No matter how confusing your situation.

He will never fail you!

Amazing Love!

How can it be,

that Thou, my God, should die for me?

 

 

 

Shining Moments

After the cold, harsh Winter,

Springtime is so sweet.

I find myself gazing at the colorful tulips and azaleas

in wonder and gratitude. Remembering…

After a long illness and weeks of recuperation,

health is so precious

and renewed strength so appreciated.

And after long, difficult years of barrenness

holding your own child is amazing beyond description.

It’s as if those endless periods of agonizing in prayer

only weave more splendor to the answer

when it comes.

George Mueller learned the secret of prayer…

that persistence that knows the Giver

intimately

and refuses to stop praying

until deep within his spirit he knows the answer.

Time after time

God proved Himself faithful to Mueller

and to countless others.

Today, many years later,

God continues to hear our prayers.

He always will.

Let’s not become weary in praying.

Pray on

Pray on, my friends.

The answer is on its way.

Your Father

Who deeply knows your heartache

is working in ways you cannot see.

Months of struggle

through the seemingly endless winter season

make the sound of the rippling brooks

so precious.

I find myself standing and listening

drinking in the beauty.

My soul praising God for His tender care.

And those long days of weeping will

one day be turned to laughter and cheer.

Your God is faithful.

    But you O Lord are a compassionate and gracious God, slow to anger and abounding in love and faithfulness. Psalms 86: 15

No matter how you might feel today

no matter how long the wait

let’s remember

He is faithful.

Pray on!