His ways are not our ways.

I never claimed to be a good blogger and I am holding to that. I do realize that my last blog post was almost two years ago. For the sake of today's post, we are just going to gloss right over that fact and pretend that it is normal for bloggers to go two years without posting anything.
Let me get you caught up. We jumped right into position #4 on the waiting list for a child in Uganda. And there we sat for a year and a half. At long last, on June 3, we received that phone call we weren't sure would ever come. We were elated and accepted a referral for a precious baby boy who was, at the time, around 6 months old. We then launched "Project Prepare for Baby Brother" in our home. We painted the nursery, sorted clothes, coached Calvin on his important duties as an older brother. We updated our paperwork, got shots and over seas medication, and shopped around for the best price on a plane ticket to Uganda.
Then came another call. I answered the phone certain that we were about to receive that highly anticipated court date. "I don't know how to tell you this..." said the voice on the line. My heart just dropped. It's becoming a familiar feeling. I felt it the first time staring at an ultrasound with no heartbeat. Then again last February when we miscarried for a third time. And now on the phone with our caseworker as she told me that after almost a year of no contact in the orphanage, our baby's birth family showed up and took him back.
Just like that the sweet little brown face, whose picture I have stared at for hours, is no longer "my son." The child who had his adopted name on the wall of his freshly painted room, who has been prayed for, longed for, waited on for years, is no longer coming home. We are once again grieving.
This news would be more bearable if we knew that Timothy was going home to a family where he will be loved and cared for. Based on what we know of his story, this is not likely the case. He is re-entering a life of poverty, hardship, and want.
Please pray with us as we daily, moment by moment, battle to believe that God's plan for our family is perfect, God's plan for Baby Timothy is perfect, and that His plan to give him to us and then take him away again, is also perfect. Please pray as we shepherd our son through his grief while glorifying God through ours.

"He keeps him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on Him, because he trusts in Him."  Is.26:3