|Canonball Tree Flower of Uganda|
It is currently 9pm on a Friday in Uganda, which makes it pretty safe to say that this week’s window to hear travel news has closed. I am at peace. I have no idea exactly why, but I am so thankful to God for it.
I love Amelia so much. I want her in my arms so badly. But God is holding her in His arms.
A lady from last night’s infertility group meeting said the most encouraging thought to me yesterday… She said that yes, Brad and I are learning much from this wait. Yes, our learning is surely part of God’s plan for this trial. But she said that little 9 month old Amelia may also have some more work to do for God in Uganda. Perhaps her warm smiles and long eyelashes are captivating the short-term missionaries who pass through her babies’ home, convincing them that orphan care is a beautiful option. Or perhaps Amelia is smothering her Ugandan “aunties” with some much needed affection and joy.
How beautiful to think that our infant daughter is already doing the work of God.
Ok, my tears are coming. I better stop. (Happy tears.)
And if you’re wondering how the infertility group meeting went, now you know. I came to be a blessing, but instead, I was richly ministered to and blessed. God always seems to turn things on their heads like that.