We're in the beginning of week 4 in country. A week I had hoped that I would see at home. My sister had a baby today. The annual chicken supper is tomorrow at my parents' church. I had hoped to have 3 weeks at home with the boys once they got home. I miss the girls.
We had hope that we would have court this week. After some developing news today, we now know that court will not be until next week. After learning the details of the news, our facilitators; one here in our region and one in the capital city, asked us to go home and discuss the information with one another and let them know how we would like to proceed. I held myself together (pretty much), and then came back to the apartment and cried. We talked, we prayed. We talked more.
I would ask that you all pray for our big boy. Being a teenager is tough, especially with no parents to daily guide you and be a positive role model. Being an orphan, where teasing, fights, bribes, bets, and peer pressure is a daily occurrence is not an ideal life. Children make bad decisions, but that doesn't necessarily make the child a "bad" child. Unfortunately, orphans are sometimes looked at differently, and given different consequences. We know in our hearts that our boy has a good heart. I've seen the way he treats his sisters. I saw him interact with his new brother.
We (Doug and I) have a decision to make that will affect our family- each member of it. This decision will definitely effect our time-line to return home, and possibly add a third trip to Ukraine. We are thankful that in difficult moments we are able to depend on the One who is all Knowing. We know that HE holds the master plan for each of us, and for our family. And for that, we are thankful.
(Yes, I know many of you will be inquiring. No, at this point we will not share details. Thank you do understanding.)