Not Our Will, but Yours

For now, I’m just posting what I sent out to our prayer list. I will write more later.

Dear Praying Friends,

How incredibly blessed we have been during these hours to hear of so many of you praying for us. We are humbled and honored that you would call upon the Lord so fervently on our behalf.

I (Amy) took the kids to the embassy this morning. It took us an hour and a half to get there, 2 and a half hours of waiting, and five minutes to get Josiah’s visa denied.

I still am not sure what the reason is for the denial, except that there is a new consular officer in the embassy who has it in his power to do so. It’s not only us—he insisted (despite my tears and pleas) that no adoptive family will be issued tourist (non-immigrant) visas any longer, except in cases of dire emergency. He wasn’t even interested in looking at all the paperwork I had brought to prove that we would be bringing Josiah back to Tanzania. His mind was made up before he even laid eyes on us. We have spoken to our lawyer and she thinks it would be useless to appeal.

We are left with only one option: Apply for citizenship immediately for Josiah. This has always been an option, but with Grace we chose a different, less expensive, less time-consuming option to get her citizenship. We thought we could do the same with Josiah, and had no reason to believe otherwise. But now it is our only choice, so we will begin immediately. Unfortunately it will take us at least 6 weeks to complete.

In the grand scheme of things, we know this falls low on the tragedy scale. We (and our families!) are deeply disappointed, and we have a whole mess of scheduling to reconsider, especially when it comes to Gil’s classes and substitute teacher. But we will eventually make it to the States, hopefully before Thanksgiving. Please pray for wisdom and grace for us as we go through all of our plans again.

We were set to leave Tanzania on October 6th. God could have made it happen, of that we are certain. Because He chose not to, we are trusting that His plans are greater than ours. So often when we make plans, Christians include, “Lord willing.” How true that is of us today. May our hearts and minds always be submitted to His will.

In his heart a man plans his course, but the LORD determines his steps. (Proverbs 16:9)

By grace,

Gil, Amy, Grace, and Josiah

Standing on His Promises

Our lawyer called me two hours ago.

“Have you gone in for your visa interview yet?”

No, I told her. We go tomorrow morning.

“Okay…” she said. “I just want you to brace yourself. A family went in for an interview this morning, and they were told that the embassy is no longer issuing tourist visas for adopted children.”

So. If that email I got from the embassy was a splash of cold water in the face, this was a load of bricks dropped on my stomach.

She told me to go in for the interview anyway, hoping that maybe it was an isolated case. Except that, well, the family was told it wasn’t.

Twice we received tourist visas for Grace. The consular officer didn’t even ask me any questions, didn’t even glance at all the paperwork I had brought in to prove that yes, we had solid plans to bring her back to Tanzania. Now she finally has U.S. citizenship, so we don’t have to worry about her anymore.

But I never once (until I got that email) even imagined we would have a problem getting a visa for Josiah. Which is why, once we got the adoption certificate, we went forward with our plans with such confidence.

What will it mean if his visa is denied tomorrow? I don’t even want to think about it. It means we will have to go through a different process–much more expensive, and at least 6 weeks to complete. It means paying hundreds of dollars to reschedule our tickets. Rescheduling our speaking plans. But most significant is the fact that Gil’s substitute teacher is set to arrive a week from today. It is unlikely she can change her plans. Because we are teachers, we can’t just pick up and leave whenever we want to. And of course, there’s just the plain old devastating disappointment with the thought that we will have to wait even longer to see our friends and family.

God can give us that visa tomorrow if He desires it. He is all-powerful and He is good. So if He doesn’t, then I must believe that He has a reason and a plan that I don’t understand.

Please pray for us tomorrow. Pray for the visa, but also pray for grace.

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Wherever He Pleases

“The king’s heart is in the hand of the LORD; he directs it like a watercourse wherever he pleases.”

I like to be in control. I like to know what’s going to happen and when it will happen and when that is settled I don’t want anything to change.

Never been a spontaneous person. That’s part of my personality. But ultimately, I’ve discovered, I just don’t want to depend on God. What a shocking revelation. But it has to be true.

We have been trying to go on Home Assignment for over 8 months now. We thought that by pushing it back to October, we would be allowing ourselves plenty of time. And even when it looked impossible, Josiah’s adoption was finalized in July. Great! I thought. We’re on schedule. And in control.

Then the judge sat with the adoption order on her desk, ready to be signed, for six weeks. Yep, all it needed was a signature. For six weeks. In faith we bought our plane tickets for October 6th. And we prayed.

Last week, we finally got the signature. I turned right around the next day and put in the application for Josiah’s Tanzanian passport. Sigh of relief. We should be good now, I thought. Back in control.

Knowing I would need to get Josiah a U.S. visa as soon as I get the passport, I wrote an email to the U.S. embassy in Dar, asking them a couple questions in advance. Yesterday I got an email answering those questions, along with the following statement: “You should not feel, however, that a visa is guaranteed.”

Splash of cold water in the face. Of course, I already knew that happy little fact; I just didn’t want to think about it. There is nothing that forces a consular officer to grant a visa to anyone. He is allowed to deny visa applications even on a hunch, if he wants to. Great. Thanks for the reminder that I don’t even have control over whether I (a U.S. citizen) will be allowed to bring my adopted son into the United States.

I am not in control. And I hate that feeling. I want to plan; I want to know; I want to be sure. I want to be in control. So I must come to the conclusion that I don’t want to depend on God. How can I say such a thing? But emotions reveal my true heart.

So what do I do? I talk to myself. I teach myself the same things that lately I have been teaching my sixth graders: The Character of God. “God is everywhere. He knows everything. He is all-powerful. He is perfectly holy and just. He is perfect love. He is Sovereign: He is above all and more powerful than all; He is the highest authority.”

I lay my life on those claims. If I believe they are true, then why do I worry? Even if the worst happens, and the visa is denied, do I still believe He is all-powerful and holy and just and sovereign and love? Yes, I must.

I am writing this here so that you can rejoice with me at God’s provision if we get on that plane on October 6th, and hold me accountable to my belief in His character if we do not.

The House in a Park

That’s what it feels like–that we live in a park. Which is great, considering there aren’t any parks around here. Most of the plot is not landscaped, so there is a lot of potential!

Front gate and driveway

The yard. It is surrounded by a wall…waaaay back there. Love, love, love those giant trees. Someone told me they are non-producing fig trees. Maybe? I have no idea.

The house

We started Youth Group a couple of Fridays ago. So, so great to see the kids cavorting all over the place.
So thankful.

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