On Wednesday, I made the decision not to check my e-mail.
Next month marks two years since my husband and I began the process to adopt our son overseas. As each day passes, I seem to get more obsessive about checking my e-mail to see if we’ve heard anything. And on Wednesday, it occurred to me with all the reverberations of a lighting bolt that I was only hurting myself.
So, for the first time in two years, I logged out of my account. Hands raised, I backed up slowly.
And wouldn’t you know it? On Wednesday morning–moments after I logged out–the e-mail that we had waited for finally arrived. The subject proclaimed:
ARE YOU READY FOR SOME GOOD NEWS?
[Insert my belated response, which was a giddy, mouth-covered, head-bobbing, tear-filled YES!]
Our paperwork overseas is done. We now wait for the invitation to travel. We have no idea when that will be, but we earnestly pray it will be by the first week of May . . . which happens to be Mother’s Day.
And here is what we know: God’s will happens in God’s way on God’s schedule … every time.