Dear friends,
A lot has happened since I last wrote. A lot. And some of these things are hard to put into words. Here goes.
My Little Girl in Uganda is not going to be mine.
*inhale, exhale*
For almost five months, I looked at picture after picture of her little face and pictured her as my daughter. I named her. I bought her clothes. I sent her a gift.
And then, due to decisions and circumstances out of my control, I found out it was not to be.
I was completely heartbroken. I felt SO STRONGLY that I was being led to adopt HER. How could this happen? What had I done wrong?
As I cried and prayed and tried to understand, this song kept playing in my head:
You're the God of this city
You're the King of these people
You're the Lord of this nation
You are
You're the hope to the hopeless
You're the peace to the restless
You are
There is no one like our God
And greater things are still to be done in this city
Greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done in this city
You're the King of these people
You're the Lord of this nation
You are
You're the hope to the hopeless
You're the peace to the restless
You are
There is no one like our God
And greater things are still to be done in this city
Greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done in this city
And greater things are still to be done in this city
Greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done here
There is no one like you God
Greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done in this city
We believe
Greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done in this city
And greater things are still to be done in this city
Greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done here
Greater things, greater things
Greater things, greater things
You're the light in this darkness
There is no one like our God
Greater things have yet to come
You're the God of this city
You're the light in this darkness
There is no one like our God
Greater things have yet to come
Greater things have yet to come
There is no one like our God
We believe
Greater things have yet to come
We believe, we believe greater things
I don't know why I fell in love with this Little Girl, only to be told she cannot be mine. I don't know why people make the choices they do. But I do know that God is good, and He is not done with her life, and He is not done with mine.
Greater things have yet to come.
This is my prayer and fervent belief.
Thank you for your continued support. Part two of this story will be coming soon. As some plans come to a halt, others are just beginning.
(Since I learned about losing my referral for Little Girl, I have been told that another family is in the process of adopting her. While I am still sad for me, I am so glad that she will know the love of a family. Please continue to pray for her, her family, and for His will to be done.)
(One more important thing. If you financially supported Little Girl's adoption, don't worry. That money is sitting safely in my bank account. It has not been lost. It has a plan. Stay tuned for part two to learn more about that.)
Love,
Elizabeth
Precious! We, too, inquired about Prudence, and it was not to be. You know what? God has given us 4 children that we were certain that would be ours, and then they get matched with someone else, BUT...God uses them to prompt us to step out and then gives us a perfect match! Praying for you!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your encouraging words and prayers! They mean more than you know.
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DeleteMe too!!
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