The Winter of Our Discontent; "HAL"- le -"LOU" -jah

THIS IS HOW MY POST WAS STARTING:

For those of you who are waiting on the edge of your blogging seats for the results of the DNA tests....

So are we.

We still don't know.

When "P" our social worker said this was a harder adoption than others and that he had never dealt with this in all his years as a social worker, we knew we were in for a lot of surprises.

This is what we know:

The DNA lab only sends out results on Friday (for us that was 3 days ago)
They sent them to our social worker.
He should have them by Wednesday.

I really have appreciated all the calls of support and willingness to serve. I am grateful for the comments made by those who have gone through this process with us.

We want you to know that we have that same scary feeling again.
You know the one you get when you pray for understanding and as an answer you get

PEACE --

It's scary because, we don't know if this means we will get to love Henry for eternity or if we will be taken care of

if that other part happens.

But, we can't deny the love we feel from the Lord at this time.
We would be ungrateful if we didn't recognize His hand in our lives.

We feel blessed.

Discontent with uncertainty,

but blessed nonetheless.

BUT THEN,

"P" RETURNED MY CALL ABOUT HOW TO GET HENRY A SOCIAL SECURITY CARD AND FINISHED BY SAYING:

"by the way,

Trent is not the birthfather.

Zero percent chance of paternity."


DID YOU HEAR THAT?
HE'S
NOT
THE
FATHER!!!

(I'm bawling. AND LAUGHING.)

Thank you Heavenly Father for this tender mercy.
Thank you for dealing gently with my heart.

I'm a mommy again.