S.U.B.M.I.T.T.E.D.

You read that right!!

 

We are submitted.... 

 

 

Our dossier is in the hands of the power that be across the water and now we just wait for an invitation to come!

 

 

I'm a wreck.

 

No.  Seriously.

 

I've been weepy all morning.

 

Tears are just leaking down my cheeks.

 

Joy.  Terror.

 

We could travel in 6-8 weeks.

 

Middle of March.

 

Right smack on top of two conventions where I'm SUPPOSED to speak!

 

South Carolina and Tennessee

 

Harper trumps conventions.

 

 

WE ARE SUBMITTED.

 

It's insane in my house.  Rob's fixing Ben's bedroom in the basement so Elijah can move down. Then he has to strip wallpaper and paint Harper's room (Elijah's old room).  Then he has to fix another area in the basement for Ben when he comes home for the summer.  Drywall dust is coating everything.  Stuff for the auction which begins on Sunday is in piles in my living room.  Our to-do list is out of control.

 

WE ARE SUBMITTED.

 

We have no control from here on out.  We don't know when we will travel and once we are in country we will just go where we are told to go and sit when told to sit.  In Harper's country there is NO HOLDING a child so there is NO guarantee we are adopting her until we have referral in hand. 

 

Joy.  Terror.

 

WE ARE SUBMITTED.

 

 

Pray for us.  Pray for her.

 

Please, Please pray.

 

WE ARE SUBMITTED.

 

Thank you, Jesus!