Yep. Trust is such an interesting thing. I often times fool myself into thinking that I don't have trust issues. (Insert your own LOL here) I can think of dozens of situations and circumstances that I have lived through where my trust and faith have been shaped and molded into something that seems almost tangible at times. Going on 5 mission trips. Difficult family situations. Living without my husband for a year while he was overseas. I could go on...but in each of those situations, God has taken my faith and changed it into something real. Something strong.
Then I encounter a new situation. A new circumstance. And everything I know is challenged.
The beauty that I have found in this is that our salvation is a living thing. Our relationship with Jesus is alive...and it is either well or unwell.
So I rest in knowing that I love and serve a God that is bigger than paper-chasing. I trust a God that MAKES adoption possible, because He first adopted us.
I can't trust in our social worker, although we think she's great.
I can't trust in our case workers, although we think they're pretty awesome, too.
I can't trust in the post office, although...wait. No. I just can't trust in the post office. ;-)
I want to control this situation, this process. But I can't. I won't.
I lay down each day, sometimes with tears in my eyes, and give it to my Abba Father. He knows a precious baby girl is meant to live out her life with purpose - and we will be waiting, trusting, with open arms.
Oh, and by the way. A hug if you see me wouldn't hurt, either.