Waiting

I'm really tired of waiting . . . I've been patient and hoped each day for word, but I'm really not enjoying this round of waiting. I want to storm the bank doors and beg to talk to whoever is holding up our closing loan. It's so ridiculous. We are far from a financial risk! We've never declared bankruptcy; we've never skipped out on a single bill in life. We aren't the problem with the housing crises in our area; that was caused by the banks that loaned so many people inflated prices for so long. Often banks loaned to people on a short term, reduced price, and knew they wouldn't be able to afford the house payment three years later. Now, those people have fore-closed in record numbers, causing a huge upset in the housing market. We are now reaping the disaster of the banks and private purchaser's irresponsiblity. We are not asking for any benefits or reductions, just a good old fashioned home loan on the home we are already living in!

You know who else is waiting? Waiting and hoping for someone to come for them, to hold them, to love them? 147 million orphans - children that are capable of doing wonderful things with their lives, only if given the opportunity. It puts my waiting in great perspective. I read the statistic that 35% of Christians have considered adopting, but less than %1 actually do. Can you imagine all the orphans waiting that would have homes if the other 34% moved forward to adopt?

Waiting is hard, but even worse is the children that wait and wait for years and are never chosen, never get a family. My waiting is frustrating but their waiting is heart-breaking!