
"For This Child I Prayed, and the Lord Has Granted Me What I Asked of Him." I Sam. 2:27
Here she is!!!! How long I've waited to see her!! How many hours did I sit and wonder what she was going to look like?!? It's a little surreal to look at her photo and know that she is meant to join our family. I sometimes still can't believe it. What a precious baby. I couldn't have dreamed of such a lovely little person. I find myself staring at her picture, looking it over and studying every little part of her. Her fingers look so long and her feet so small. Her hair is a riot! I love it. I just can't wait to hold her and kiss those sweet cheeks and lips. I want to know what it feels like to pick her up. I just sit back and imagine. I pray it won't be too long before we get to experience all these wonderful things.
It has been an incredible journey, and yet, I feel we're only half way there. Still much paperwork to do and of course, the trip to Vietnam. She seems so far away, sort of unobtainable. Do I dare dream of holding this precious girl? This is what one half of my brain thinks, but then, I can't help it- I am quickly drawn back into a state of imagining. I read my sister's blog entry tonight. She wrote much more eloquently than I could about my own journey to this point. It's strange, that all seems sort of distant from me now, the pain and the disappointment. I am all wrapped up in this baby now, this moment. It's a miraculous thing really. God has been faithful. He's walked with us through it all and drawn us to this place and to this child. There was a lot He wanted to teach me about Himself and a lot of things I need to learn about who I am. I've come out of it more aware of who I am in Him. So I'm thankful. I am thankful that it took what it did to get me here, to get us here. It was hard. It hurt. But God was there and never left. It's usually the painful things that open us up to learning, isn't it? Sometimes I think, "Okay, I think I've learned enough for a while!"! But though we want the grace of relief He faithfully gives the grace of refinement. God is gloriously discontent to leave us in our present state. He wants more for us. And so He does exactly what is needed. And that is how we learn who He is. We get to experience His faithfulness and see just how He works things out, better than we could've imagined. And even though it's not the way in which we thought it'd come, or in the time we thought, we get to see that it is good. And so then, the next time we begin to question, we can reflect back on His faithfulness in the past, and our faith then gets bolstered. We remember what we've learned, what we've seen. This is how faith grows.
These are the lyrics to a song that I listened to and thought about a lot through the last few years. I found it to be incredibly encouraging. These are just the first couple of verses.
Be Still My Soul
"Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side.
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain.
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change, He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heavenly Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.
Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake
To guide the future, as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know
His voice Who ruled them while He dwelt below."
It's so reassuring. He has it all in His hands, the past, the future, and even now, as we wait, He holds our precious girl in His hands. We can't hold her, or soothe her tears, but He is the Comforter. He sees her. He loves her. He will hold her for us. Be still my soul.
Good night sweet girl. We love you and we will see you soon.


3 comments:
Jan,
Your daughter is beautiful! What an amazing journey. Even now, I'm asking "Ok Lord, she's meant for them, why do they still need to wait?" Waiting is so hard, why is there so much of it? yuck.
When I showed her picture to Sarah she clasped her hands together, gasped, and said "OH, she's so....PRETTY!" Both kids wanted a picture to put up in their rooms of their new cousin. So she's on our fridge and in both kid's rooms (Oh, and Sarah brought it to basketball practice and showed everyone she saw). We are praying for her and for you. I am asking God to speed the process and bring her home to her parents soon. I was talking to Brian and he said, "she doesn't know it yet, but she has a family". That was such a precious thought to me. If she only could know,fully understand how much her parents love her--that her Mom studies her picture, and thinks about holding her for the first time. If we could only know, fully understand how much our Heavenly Father loves us. But how can we? Not until He brings us home.
Jennifer's comment was beautifully worded. There are just layers of truth to be peeled back and studied.
She gets more beautiful every time I look at her picture. I'm so happy you are happy. It's a miraculous thing... it doesn't matter how painful past moments have been, God does have a way of softening those painfully sharp edges and blurring them in our memory until we are mostly left with light.
So the kids are dying to know her name. They think it's Megan, although Courtney's friend said, "Diana Dempsey." :) Someone on my blog said "Hope," and I'm voting for Jenny. Ha ha! What about Minnie, for you-know-who?
Lydia.
Jane. I like Jane and Annie a lot.
Mary.
Mary Jane.
Lia.
But...Megan's my favorite. I told you, I think she's Megan already. Hey - What about Minnie Megan!! :)
yeah, I'm kidding.
My throat's killing me and Jack is coughing up a lung. Gotta run.
Jen
Daddy got home before I returned from shopping. He was reading the blog and wiping his eyes with a big red bandana hankerchief. I'm so happy for you and Brian, baby Dempsey (I can't wait to know her name either), and all the rest of us. I'm surprized by how emotional it makes me feel to see her picture. I don't know why, but I didn't expect it to feel the way it does. I feel very possessive about her, like, that's MY grandchild, and I want her here, now! We'll just have to keep busy getting ready for her arrival, and pray that God will watch over her and bring her home safely as soon as possible. He has been faithful throughout, and He always will be. I'm so excited. Any decisions on her name? I like the suggestions from the girls. I thought about Natalie Nguyen. Someone told Daddy that it's pronounced Wen, but I don't know. What do you think? I always liked Diana, too. I thought about that name for you or Jennifer, for one reason, I like the way it sounds when the given name and last name start with the same letter.
I bought her a sweet pink blanket with lambs on it yesterday at Gymboree. That was fun. Can't wait to spoil her!
Love,
Mom
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