Last Friday we faxed our adoption agency a few preliminary forms. We were hoping this would secure our place in line for a new child. We were told we would wait 10 months for Juliana and it turned out it was an almost three year wait. After talking to our agency and hearing we would wait about 12 months, we thought we should get a jump start. Who knew how long the wait would actually be?
Turns out God has a sense of humor. We were in such a hurry for little Juliana and we had to wait, and wait, and wait. This time we wanted to wait, we wanted a little time, and it turns out that wasn't God's plan.
Monday afternoon, before we ever even received the full application, I got a call from our agency asking if we would consider a little boy they were trying to place. To say we were shocked, amazed, excited, apprehensive would only be the tip of the iceberg of emotions that have been filtering through our house these last few days. I had to respond to the woman and I couldn't do so intelligibly. I finally had to say, "Please forgive me. My mind is going faster than my mouth can talk."
We need your prayers. A boy with special needs so soon... We know if God wills this, it will all come together. We still need prayers. For now, we are going ahead with the paperwork at lightening speed. We are trying to get medical opinions, a home study done, and assembling more documents than one would think existed.