We May Be in Delivery….

We’re just waiting for a signature!

Yep, that’s all we’re waiting for. I saw the social worker again today, and she said that all the paperwork has been submitted, the final-final-final letter has been written, and is simply awaiting a signature from the commissioner of social welfare (whose office is next to hers).

She said I should call back tomorrow and see if it has been signed. I know, I know…how hard is is to sign a letter? Well…experience has taught us that it actually can take days to get a signature…but we’re hopeful!

The minute we have that letter in our hands, we can go to pick up our baby and bring him home. So hypothetically, it could happen tomorrow! Hypothetically.

Aunt S’Nelle

I’ve known Janelle since our first term in Tanzania. She has spent 7 of the last 9 years teaching at HOPAC, which is pretty impressive considering that the school has only been around for 14 years, and the average teacher comes only for 1-2 years. Janelle has always been my friend, but this last year she lived in the little (emphasis on “little”) guest house in our yard, so she entered the “family” category.

Janelle is one of the most Christ-centered people I know. Her passion for the gospel, devotion to her work, and compassion for her students are unequaled. Though she never made a show about it, Janelle prayed for her students, daily, by name. Every year she found prayer partners for each individual student.

During this last year, almost daily I would hear, “Mommy, I go Aunt S’Nelle’s house?” And off Grace would run. Janelle was such a special person in my little girl’s life–especially in a country where we don’t have any extended family.

Janelle just left Tanzania for a new chapter of her life. How we will sorely miss her! All the dinners and chats while cleaning up afterwards, all the laughter and stories and her beautiful example. I praise God for allowing her to be in my life.

Can You Tell Grandma is Visiting?

….because this is what my living room looks like. Don’t ask me how Grandma managed to fit all these things into her luggage…I think it’s a magic-grandma sort of thing like Mary Poppins’ bag.

Dora gets to hear Grandpa’s story too. Very important.

On Thursday Grandma, Grandpa (Gil’s parents) and Uncle Brandon went with us to Wet n’ Wild. East Africa’s largest water park. Imagine your local water park 15 years from now but with no repairs….very few life guards….very few rules! It’s great fun–and cheap–but I always get a little nervous that something is going to fall apart before my eyes.

Did I mention no rules? Like taking your two-year old on every ride with you?

Her favorite part, though, was the park equipment–since we don’t have any parks in Dar.

Jesus and Presents

I was reading something to Grace about Jesus recently, and this is what she said:

Grace: Jesus loves Gwacie!

Mommy: Yep, you’re right.

Grace: Yes, and he will come to my house, and give me hugs, and give me lots of pwesents!

Hmmm. I guess we need to work more on the theology of Jesus.

But there is a reason that Grace associates “love” with “coming to my house, hugs, and presents.” During the last two months, we’ve had the Pearsons, Pastor Kevin, Bibi and Babu, the Hillside team of 9, Kristen, Grandma, Grandpa, and Uncle Brandon visit us. Not to mention Josiah, Christa, and Lotta–students who recently stayed with us.

Welcome to the Medina B & B. You’re guaranteed at least a mattress on the floor but we might make you cook your own breakfast.

So I Guess This is Going to Be a Long Labor After All

With Grace, this “labor” stage (from approval to bringing her home) took 4 months. However, our lawyer has told us that we beat all the records…no one else ever had to wait that long.

Regardless, finding out that it may take longer than “a couple of weeks” to bring home Josiah isn’t all that surprising. I’ve found that with adoption, it’s best to keep your expectations really, really low. Then you can’t be disappointed.

One social worker has been transferred to a different city. Another one has been sick for a week. And today we found out that all the social workers are going to some 16-day conference beginning August 4th. Which means that if our baby’s paperwork isn’t completed by August 4th (which isn’t looking likely), then we wait until everybody gets back from the conference.

Such is life. For now, I will just enjoy the simplicity of having one child instead of two, and pray for God’s protection over my little boy’s heart and mind. In God’s sovereignty, when the time is right, Josiah will come home.

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