Written by: Dr. Abby
The week between Christmas and New Year's is a welcome reprieve for my family. The office is a little less busy with so many people traveling. Our oldest is home from university for a few weeks of rest in between semesters. The three younger girls are free from school work and extracurricular activities, so I spend less time taxi-ing to and from. Our church and social calendar thins out as well after the holiday/December craziness. It is a time of family dinners, all of us around the table; game playing; movie watching; napping: and reflecting. It is a time to consider the previous and ponder the next.
Last year, as I reflected back, I was so incredibly thankful for the year that had been. As 2012 began, Greg was hit and injured by a motorcycle. In Haiti. It ended with the promise of good health and the firm assurance that our newest family member, Lenia, would be home with us before another Christmas passed. I felt blessed and content and so pleased with my patience in the process. Truly, all was a gift from God . . .
Today, all remains God's gift, even as this Christmas came and went without a beautiful Haitian calling our house "home". Lenia is still not here in Tennessee, still not sleeping in her bed upstairs, nestled in with her sisters. I am now weary with the waiting. Still. All remains God's gift.
The patience with the process I felt last year, I now KNOW is supernatural. I ran out of my own right about July when we were told, "only six more weeks or so!" . . .
We are now almost six MONTHS out from that "6 weeks" statement, and no end in sight. The word "soon" has become my least favorite in the English language. The only strength remaining is the strength of faith. And. I. know. it. is. from. God.
I am not angry. I am not confused. I AM tired. I am longing. I am waiting. In gratitude. Every day is another opportunity to give thanks for all that is provided and all that will come.
2014 is here.
I trust in the blessing of what it will bring.
Just so. Will she.
