Washed...

When I got home this afternoon I was so excited to see an email from our agency director that said "pics."  With great anticipation I opened it to find 10 new pictures of our precious kids!  But, my excitement quickly turned to worry as I looked into their lonely eyes and lost expressions.  They were dirty and looked exhausted.  Our older two looked weary and hopeless.....as though they were carrying the weight of the world on their shoulders.  I've studied their faces and tried to assign emotions to each of them as only a mother can.  They have no idea that we are coming for them....they cannot know until our dossier gets to Ethiopia.

And while I was worrying, God began reminding me that this is exactly the way I looked before He called me to Himself.....before He washed me and fed me and caused me to never be thirsty again.  He knew I belonged to Him before I did.  He is THE Father to the fatherless and He will keep hold of them until the day we come for them. 

Please stand in the gap with us against satan's schemes to steal our children's joy....and please pray for all our paperwork to be accomplished quickly and in His perfect timing!  :)

He saved us, through the washing of rebirth and renewal by the Holy Spirit, whom He poured out on us generously through Jesus Christ our Savior, so that, having been justified by His grace, we might become heirs having the hope of eternal life.

Titus 3:5-7