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Bible Study Fellowship is about to start back up. This year we’re studying the book of Matthew, which I am very much looking forward to. Last year we did Genesis. Anyone going through the waiting period of adoption (or just waiting for anything really) should read Genesis. From Noah to Joseph, everyone was waiting for something. Noah waited for the flood. Abraham and Sarah waited for Isaac. Isaac waited for Rebekah. Rebekah waited for children while her sister got pregnant over and over and over. Joseph waited in the well, waited in Potiphar’s house, waited in prison, and waited to be reunited with his family. God had a specific plan for them all, never went back on a promise, and His plan was always fulfilled.

The Bible is full of waiting. Can’t wait to see His plan for our family!(Haha! See what I did there!? Silly.)

Waiting has by far been the most difficult part of the adoption process.

I can do paperwork all day, even though its frustrating and time consuming, I could do it. Waiting, not being able to contribute at all to the progress of things, not knowing who this person is out in the world somewhere, unsure of her future and her child’s future. Not being able to comfort her. Waiting to meet this child I have wanted for five years (well, longer. I’ve always wanted to be a mom).

Focusing on the wealth of information God has given us in His word is very helpful.

I want to be fully planted in Him. I was given some good advice awhile ago. You wouldn’t start a marriage thinking “I’ll be more patient, happy, sane (insert anticipated emotion here) as soon as I’m married. I just need to be married and that will fix everything.” Doesn’t work that way. Being content, happy, and rooted in God’s love before our child arrives, that’s my priority.

I want to be as prepared as I can be and I am in good company while I wait. Waiting will make me a better mother. I don’t always do it gracefully and poor Josh is a constant witness to that. He not only has to deal with his own waiting, but also mine. Hiding emotion is not a strength of mine; which I guess can be good and bad. I justify it as extreme honesty. Haha! Maybe that’s another reason I’m being called to wait. To get a grip!