“Some” day finally became “this” day!

Well, what do you know.  She told me we would have the letter today, and we actually did.  Wonders never cease.

 Interestingly enough, on August 22, 2008, exactly three years ago, we received our final-final letter for Josiah.  Guess that’s a good day for us. 

I am so thankful for Mrs. A today.  She went above and beyond the call of duty to get us our letter today, willingly working with me as we crisscrossed town to track it down.  It was an extremely, long, tiring, emotional day, for many reasons, but in the end I came home with a letter.  I would write in CAPITAL LETTERS, but honestly, I’m too tired to talk that loud.  

And now it’s 8:00 at night, and I am persistently working with a travel agent to try to get us tickets to go to Mwanza tomorrow.  If it works, we’ll leave here at 7 am.  Yikes.

It’s ironic, because this weekend I told Gil, “If we get the letter on Monday, maybe we should wait until the weekend to bring her home.”  It’s the first week of school, Grace’s first week of kindergarten, and it would be better for her to come in over the weekend.   Yeah, right.  We got the letter on Monday, and we’re taking the next flight out of here. 

Common sense sometimes disappears where love is concerned.  We’re coming, baby girl.  I don’t care how tired I am. 

But Gracie deserves her own post about today.  So that’s what’s next. 

Labor Pains

I think you will get your letter on Monday.

That’s what she told me yesterday. 

But I’ve learned not to get my hopes up.  I know from experience that even when they tell you the letter is ready, that doesn’t necessary mean it is. 

But one thing I know for sure:  She’s coming into upheaval, and I’m worried. 

Oh, but I’m not supposed to worry about Lily, right?  Consider the lilies.

Monday is Grace’s first day of school.  It’s also Gil’s first day of school.  Today, this very day, we have an 11th grade student moving in with us for the year.  We have a tick infestation.  And then there is Josiah, who for the past three weeks has been having “stress issues,” which is a nice way of saying a general increase in kicking, hitting, stealing, lying, being mean, and peeing in unusual places.  Since he is three and can’t tell me what is going on in his little brain, we’re just chalking it up to him trying to process his older sister starting school and his younger one still not with us (and Romans 7, of course).

And I’m not anticipating that bringing Lily home will be a walk in the park.  She’ll have to process the loss of everything she has ever known.  She is accustomed to screaming to get what she wants.  And there is only 16 months age difference between her and Josiah. 

It’s funny–there’s a part of me that wouldn’t mind at this point if we have to wait another couple of weeks.  But I’m keeping my mind and my heart on those lilies. 

And I’ll keep you posted. 

Art, Truth, and Fairy Tales

I wish I was better at writing book reviews.  I love reading.  Books have altered my thinking and helped me understand my salvation and made me a more compassionate person and filled me with passion and I think everyone should read them.  And this book has done all of the above, and I think everyone (literally, everyone who reads English) should read this book, yet words fail in knowing how to convince you. 

I could tell you that Saving Leonardo is about art history and worldview.  Uhhh…yeah.  Are you ready to run over to Amazon.com and buy it? 

So how do I explain that this book is a life-changer, and so much more than just about art history and worldview? 

Well, this is what the author herself says:  “Artists are society’s barometers, sensitive to new ideas as they percolate through the cultural atmosphere.” 

Artists reflect culture.  They reflect worldview.  If you want to understand culture, you must understand art. 

And why do we need to understand culture and worldview? 

“To use a biblical metaphor, all Christians are called to be missionaries, responsible for learning the language of the society they are addressing.  Within the boundaries of their native land, they may not face a literal language barrier.  But they do face a worldview barrier as they seek to communicate with people whose thinking differs from their own.  And they need training in how to overcome that worldview barrier.  They must learn how to frame the biblical message in ways that connect with people’s deepest convictions.”

Have you ever wondered why evolution is seen as the One and Only Truth, despite its many flaws?  The worldview behind the ever-changing definition of gender?  Why Christians are seen as dangerous?  Where postmodernism came from?  Why screeching is considered music and a grid of straight lines is considered art? 

If you feel like you know that abortion, homosexual marriage, transgenderism, and other forms of secular thought are wrong, but you are tired of feeling “intolerant” and “homophobic” and therefore just keep your mouth shut, then you must read this book.  If you are scared about the slide of our society into secularism, and as a result try to shield your children against anything remotely non-Christian, then you need to read this book. 

Yes, this book is intellectual.  In some ways, it is a textbook.  And that description alone will turn off a lot of people.  But I plead with you to believe me when I say that first of all, Nancy Pearcey is far more interesting than any textbook you’ve read before, and what she has to say is far more important.  Vital, actually, if you want to understand modern culture and why certain movies are being made and what is motivating your next-door neighbor. 

Nancy Pearcey’s first book,Total Truth, revolutionized my life a number of years ago because it introduced me to the concept of worldview.  I still highly recommend that one as well, but you can start with either one.  Both are fantastic.  Both are on my Top-10-of-All-Time list. 

I read Pearcey’s books and I am very proud to be a Christian.  I read her books and I am convinced more than ever that what I believe is true.  Really, truly true, for all of mankind, literally and historically….not just “true to me,” not just “my own personal spirituality” but true in the sense that Jesus Christ was a real person who was God-in-the-flesh, who lived and died and rose again (literally and historically) and that He changed the course of history, and my life.  Some fairy tales really are true.  That’s why we like them. 

Summer Dreamin’

Although technically, I guess, it is winter here. 

But still hot enough to spend a week at our favorite beach house! We invited two families and two students, and of course, it was a relaxing, soul-uplifting, rejuvenating time.

Gil watched a fisherman catch this creature, who then promptly sold it to him for 75 cents.

More beautiful than Malibu; yet totally deserted except for us.

Grace and Ruby, rockin’ out.

Christa and Lotta….sigh.  I love them.

Grace for the Day

Pouring rain today. 

But determined to visit Social Welfare.

My plan was to visit the big kahuna. I’ve only met him once, but this man is a blessing to the adoption world. If only there were more like him. If there would be anyone who could help us in this situation, it would be him.

Unfortunately I found he is traveling this week.

But since I was already at Social Welfare, I decided to visit Mrs. A, just in case. She had told me Friday that she still did not have Lily’s police report. Well, today was Wednesday. Worth a shot.

When she saw me, she said, “I think I have your report.” She took out 25 files and leafed through them. I think I held my breath for 5 minutes. I probably turned blue.

And then suddenly, there it was. A piece of paper that had our name and Lily’s name on it. Blessed, blessed piece of paper.

She read it in my presence. Furrowed her brow. Asked me some questions. Uh oh. She had some concerns about the report. And I almost had a heart attack.

I pulled out my phone and got ready to call our lawyer, the director of the orphanage, and the president of the United States. She calmed me down. “I think it will be okay,” she said. “Call back on Thursday.”

So next week, we’ll either be super close to getting our final letter, or back again where we were three months ago.

Consider the lilies.

Grace will come when it is needed.

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