19 weeks. Almost 5 months. Longer than I expected.
A friend shared in our staff devotional this morning a reminder of God's sovereignty and the protection that lies within that.
His sovereignty means I can trust Him. When the ugliness of sin, strife, and struggle seems more than I can bear; when life deals me a bitter blow and my heart is crushed with pain; when everything seems out of control, I can anchor myself to His greatness. His sovereignty is my surety. I can rest in the knowledge that when all is said and done everything will be alright. His will make it so. His counsel will stand, and He will accomplish His purpose. He is sovereign. His is God.
--Knowing God By Name (don't know the author)
My situation wrenches me heart and it does not feel like it has any sort of order to it. I struggle daily with the silence and my flesh longs to be bitter about it. But I anchor myself to the One who knows Tai's every need and also knows the great longing we have to bring him home to our family.
He is sovereign.
I will trust.
