HE IS COMING HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Praise be to God. We are so thankful that He has opened our eyes, our hearts and our minds to adopting.
Yesterday, I got a call at 9:15 am and it was immigration. They said that they received our addendum, they received the mother’s birth letter (blessings and prayers for her) and they received PART of my income verification, but not the one part that they need. Ugh. I jumped up, told her I was on it. I called and was blessed to speak with the same person I’d been speaking to for the last few days. I explained, again, the situation, she transferred me to her supervisor and her supervisor was on it like white on rice. It was sent.
Got another call from immigration stating that the documents that were in hand were too faded to read. She asked if we had the originals…which we don’t. I told her that I was on it. I called my agency, Sheila called her right hand person (Angela)…and Angela worked her magic. Made all the documents bright and shiny, rescanned them and we got them sent to immigration.
I called immigration to confirm that everything was sent and I actually spoke to my officer (which is not so easy a task). She has been WONDERFUL with our case and our family. I asked her if everything was received and she said “yes, your packet is done.” I just kind of sat there and said “what packet, I don’t understand.” She stated that it was our APPROVAL packet and that we were approved. I just sat there, then I balled…it was loud and really really ugly. All I could say was THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. She was pretty pitiful too. She kept saying “Oh, Brandi, please don’t cry….please don’t cry, your son is coming home, please don’t cry.” I couldn’t get out any more words other than “must go to husband.”
I wanted to be so coy about the whole thing and attempt to not let the girls know till I told Big Daddy first. well, that plan went out the window. I stood at the top of the stairs…screaming for them. They blow up there asking what is wrong and I screamed WE ARE APPROVED…there was lots of yelling, crying, praising Jesus and hugging going on. My next thought was “he needs undies and socks…we have none.” It is amazing what can go through a person’s mind. I told them to get dressed, we were going to daddy. That drive took FOREVER. We finally got there (no coat and flip flops for one girl; no socks or teeth brushed for other girl; and I looked like I had been run over by a train). I got into HR and asked to see Big Daddy. The girl behind the desk said “this must be an emergency….you look really upset” LOL She even escorted me to a conference room. Big Daddy walked in ….. I told him…..it was beautiful.
We have a tentative flight schedule, tentative keep the kids schedule and Big Daddy bought my boy some undies and socks 😉
Yesterdays verse of the day was Phil 1:6 6 For I am confident of this very thing, that He who began a good work in you will perfect it until the day of Christ Jesus.
This verse has filtered throughout the last 13 mths. It was first told to me by a precious lady in my Wednesday group. She would say over and over that what God brought me too…He will be faithful to bring me through. The night before we got an approval…another wonderful friend emailed me stating the same thing. Before approval, I went to post something and that was my verse. I knew yesterday would be the day for a miracle.
God has changed me…He has begun the healing in our family with our child with RAD, He has revealed that shortcuts are not His will and that I need to be patient and wait on Him rather than try and control the situation. He has revealed to me that all things come together for His good. He is good.
I am so grateful and thankful to Sheila at West Sands Agency. We’ve had our ups and our downs. In the end, I truly believe that the Lord led us to this agency. They have fought the good fight with us. Giving up was NEVER an option for us and I’m thankful that she stood by us and advocated. Thank you to Angela, the right hand woman who made our documents pretty. Arise for Children and Lifeline for advocating and pushing. Woudneh….Betty….there are no words for the feelings I have in my heart for you two. Thank you for loving on my boy while we have fought. To all who have prayed, financially supported, encouraged and loved us while we cried…..I’m forever grateful.
God is good….now off to pack.