Christmas has so many aspects to it, and the one that I am really being made aware of this year is longing. For so long the promise of a savior the Messiah was what people clung to, and longed for. He came that first Christmas as a tiny baby, a baby that brought so much joy and expectations.
We too are in a season of longing, to bring our baby girl home. It is a hard season of waiting, and for Christmas, having that feeling that someone is missing can be tough. We so desperately want our baby home with us, but recently we were told that our approval is being slowed down because she's not yet six months. So she may have to wait in an orphanage for an extra month before we can even be approved as her family.
I'm holding onto the truths that God has made so clear to us throughout this whole adoption process, but sometimes that can be so hard. I was reminded recently that true living means embracing each season He brings to us, and even the season of waiting to bring our child home. One day (hopefully soon) we will have her in our arms, and we will remember the longing, and will be reminded again of God's faithfulness.
I am reminding myself that the same Father that put the stars in the sky over the precious babies manger is the same Father watching over all of us, including baby Grace. I hope to never forget this feeling either, so that we can always remember God's faithfulness now and forever.
