In typical fashion to top off my feelings of helplessness and disdain ~ our furnace went out! When I realized it wasn't working (around 11 pm when everyone else was in bed), I fell down on the floor in a big lump and cried the ugly cry. But it wasn't really about the furnace at all (although I shuddered at the additional expense when I am trying desperately to SAVE for the trip). It just all hit me like a ton of bricks that she is not home yet. Other families that started in Ghana when we did have had their children home for a few months now and frankly that is a bitter pill to swallow.
I know there are many people praying for us and for Mercy's homecoming and I know that and God's grace is how I get through the days and weeks of the endless, mind-numbing wait. The weekend was better and today I am feeling OK. With God's help we will make it through this and I hope be better for it on the other side. Please keep praying for that passport so our beautiful girl can come home to a family that loves her so much!
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted
and saves those who are crushed in spirit.