The Snodgrass journey...

...orphans.



This is the Snodgrass' journey of adoption. By God's grace, we step out in faith to "add" to our family and "minus 1" orphan.

Well, it WAS "minus 1" orphan, but now it is "MINUS 2" ORPHANS!!!


"He predestined us for adoption as sons through Jesus Christ, according to the purpose of his will.” ~Ephesians 1:5

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Truth? I've been delaying a post.

Why? 

Because I feel a bit like a broken record.

Friends and family have been asking what is going on with the adoption.

And I love that they ask, that they show interest. I really do.

It's just I find myself hitting the "repeat" button over and over again.

"We're waiting on court dates."

For both boys.

To our knowledge, all paperwork has been submitted for Francis and a court date is all that remains in his region.

For Jojo, the courts asked for Jojo's bio mom's death certificate. So our POA has been focusing on getting that completed.

Our sweet POA's last comment to me in a recent string of texts on an amazing app called WhatsApp (allows me to text to Ghana for FREE) was this...

"Something positive will happen this month."

And that, my friends is what I have to hold on to. 

The Lord continues to make us wait.

And today, instead of my own voice on repeat, I opted to substitute this on repeat:

WAITING HERE FOR YOU

You see, I don't want to be weighted down by the wait.

I recently shared with some girls that now I can look back and see why the Lord would have me run a hand full of marathons in my lifetime.

He was preparing me for this even then.

The marathon...

It's mainly a mental game. Ask anyone who has completed one.

Sure, you have to be physically fit, but the mental part is what pulls you through.

In the beginning, it can be fun.

Yes, that may sound crazy to some of you, but it really can!

You embark on the big challenge and those first few miles are ran with excitement.

But then you get to that 13 mile marker when all the half-marathoners split off to finish their race and the streets become a little bare.

There aren't as many around to encourage you and pump you back up.

And that is when the mental must kick in.

Especially at mile marker 20.

There is just something about that number...

Only 6.2 to go.

But, one must reach deep inside to find that place to push thru til the end.

That is where we are at...

Somewhere in-between mile marker 13.1 and 20.

It is getting closer, although we cannot see that finish line just yet.

But we know it is up there somewhere.

And soon, hopefully soon, we will be able to cross it. 

Until then, we pace ourselves because we know we must in order to persevere.

We're headed towards that finish line just as fast as the Lord would allow us.

We would covet your prayers for court dates right now.
 Daddy on a personal walk with both of our boys...Francis & Jojo.
 Oh how I long to hold them again...
'Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.' ~Hebrews 11:1