Waiting with Hope

Gustavo

This morning you woke me up a little earlier than usual. Yes, 4:00 am in any culture is just plain early!

After putting you right back to bed, I tried to go back to sleep but was unable as I was thinking about the meeting with our lawyer, Marta, the previous day. She mentioned that she had been unsuccessful in encouraging some key people in getting the next document completed before processing your new birth certificate.

"Very good," is your typical response
to homemade apple juice paletas.

Essentially, if it would have been completed by today (which it was not), then there would be a possibility of us being able to return by April 25th. That might not sound fast but there's another delay included in that time due to the fact that Semana Santa (Holy Week) begins Sunday and the government is shut down completely all next week.

As I was praying (well before sunrise that is) for this document to be completed, I considered the fact that if this did not happen, we would be forced to wait some more. Then my mind wandered to consider the word in Spanish for "waiting" or "to wait" which is "esperar". This word is eerily similar to "esperanza" which is Spanish for "hope". (We're familiar with "esperar" because you tend to call to us as we walk down the stairs by saying "Wait for me" or "espérame" or when we have to tell you at mealtime, "Espere haste con oramos" or "Wait until we pray".)

The connection struck me that this entire adoption journey for us has been about waiting, but not without hope . . . because we know with Whom we have hope and that you are well worth the wait.