So, here’s the thing.
We got up at 2 a.m., left the farm at 3:25 a.m., and drove over four hours to the Homeland Security building in Milwaukee.
Why?
Because the minute we said “Yes, Lord” about a little boy half way around the world, in our hearts he became our son.
Our son, Tate Owen!
And we are more than happy to follow all the rules to bring our son home.
But sometimes the rules are hard.
Sometimes we want to just cry out to the Lord we said yes to…”Why does this have to be SO hard??”
The officers today told both Blake and I that they would probably be seeing us back…..because our prints were not taking well.
As we left that building just a bit ago, I was in tears.
Not only does that mean another crazy trip like this one…but more time before we can bring Tate home.
We are already against a tight timeline before Grant turns 18, or everything stops while we get him approved as an adult in our home.
Which means more time.
More. time.
This is the reality of our hearts.
And we need our prayer warriors to pray.
We would love nothing more than to know prayers are being said over these fingerprints from today, and our timeline, and then give God the glory for answers to those prayers.
Please, please pray with us!
For Tate’s sake.
Praying for you guys!!
I woke up this morning an hour and a half before the alarm and prayed for you while I fell back to sleep. We are praying.
Praying that the finger prints took well. Praying that little Tate will be home soon. We know that God has His perfect timing for this little man to come home. May God give you peace and strength and wisdom as you wait. Love you!
You ask, I hear, I pray.
Praying for you to have peace in God’s timing for bringing Tate home. He IS faithful and WILL provide for each step of the way.
We are praying for you all!!
Oh, we know only too well about those rules and fingerprints and understand your heart. We will be praying!!!
Praying. God is perfect and His ways are perfect.
Our prayers are with you in this. And I’ll also probably go rant somewhere about such stupidity and waste that your fingerprints from Eliza’s adoption can’t be used since, obviously, they haven’t changed!!! ARGHHHH!!!!
Okay, I can’t say I’m all better, but at least I’ve said my piece until I can find our friend who is a border guard and see what creative explanation he comes up with!
Praying for you, little man Tate, to come home SOON!
Praying for miraculous clarity in the ink and God’s timing in the process.
Keeping you in my prayers that God will prevail and all will turn out perfect.
Will certainly pray! No reason to stop now!!! God is good. God WILL provide!!!
How frustrating! Praying God’s peace for you and His perfect will–situations totally out of your control. Love you guys, and love little Tate already. Blessed to see you following God’s leading in your lives.
OH! I am PRAYING!
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