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     We are home.  

 Sad. 

Longing to be back with Aaron but trusting, hoping and praying that we will be returning soon. 

We miss this little guy....

We miss his laugh.

We miss the way he blows raspberries when he is frustrated. 

We miss his little voice and all the funny noises he makes. 

We miss following him around the institute kicking his little truck ahead of him.

We just plain miss him.

In our questioning and wondering why this has happened, we are again forced to cling with all our might to the promises of the Scriptures.  God is not going to abandon us or Aaron.  It was He who called us to adopt Aaron and He will see us through.  It is hard to trust.  We are human and frail.  We don't feel strong or brave at the moment.  Last night in my struggling, praying and wiping the tears that often leak out of my eyes, the following verses from Psalm 27 came crashing into my heart.  Memorized years ago, but so needed during this time...

Psalm 27 

The LORD is my light and my salvation—

whom shall I fear?

The LORD is the stronghold of my life—

of whom shall I be afraid?

When evil men advance against me

to devour my flesh,

when my enemies and my foes attack me,

they will stumble and fall.

Though an army besiege me,

my heart will not fear;

though war break out against me,

even then will I be confident.

One thing I ask of the LORD,

this is what I seek:

that I may dwell in the house of the LORD

all the days of my life,

to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD

and to seek him in his temple.

For in the day of trouble

he will keep me safe in his dwelling;

he will hide me in the shelter of his tabernacle

and set me high upon a rock.

Then my head will be exalted

above the enemies who surround me;

at his tabernacle will I sacrifice with shouts of joy;

I will sing and make music to the LORD.

Hear my voice when I call, O LORD;

be merciful to me and answer me.

My heart says of you, "Seek his face!"

Your face, LORD, I will seek.

Do not hide your face from me,

do not turn your servant away in anger;

you have been my helper.

Do not reject me or forsake me,

O God my Savior.

Though my father and mother forsake me,

the LORD will receive me.

Teach me your way, O LORD;
lead me in a straight path
because of my oppressors.


Do not turn me over to the desire of my foes,
for false witnesses rise up against me,
breathing out violence.

I am still confident of this:

I will see the goodness of the LORD

in the land of the living.

Wait for the LORD;

be strong and take heart

and wait for the LORD.