I have been waiting, quite patiently I might add, to hear something about our adoption. I'd love to hear from USCIS. I'd be delighted to hear good news from Shaohannah's Hope. I'd be tickled pink to hear we have a court date. Something. Anything. A bread crumb if you will.
Quite honestly the last few days I have been feeling very tired of the whole adoption process. I just want this over with. I am completely sick of dealing with it all.
So of course, in typical satan fashion (he's SO predictable), we've had some other stuff going on. We had the air conditioning fixed on our van Friday and it's already no longer working again. On Saturday the pipe running from the shower started leaking down the wall and into the basement. And today our washing machine quit working (PTL my talented hubby was able to fix this). We were really looking forward to a long relaxing weekend, but instead feel more tired than when we began.
I am so thankful my Father knows my weariness. I need to spend some dedicated time laying this at His feet and He will renew my strength.
So let's not get tired of doing what is good. At just the right time we will reap a harvest of blessing if we don't give up.