Third Time is Sort of a Charm……

Today after waiting not so patiently for a phone call that never came Jack finally checked my email this afternoon for me since I was out of the house all day with kid stuff  and we had finally received an email from Holt.  It said that the judge continued the case to Sept 13 (next Thursday) but said that this would be the final hearing and that he would give his verbal orders at that time.  Why he couldn’t just do that today (or four weeks ago!) I have no idea but I’m kicking that pessimist out of my head and am excited for what lies ahead.  I spent a few hours with a huge lump in my throat waiting to cry.  I couldn’t get it out on my own so I turned on Ranjit Judah’s song and the tears came.  If you’ve only started reading recently, all my kiddos have a song and RJ’s was picked before I truly knew what all it would mean to me and actually who he truly was.  Here it is again if you’ve missed it.

My eyes had been holding those tears and my throat had been holding that lump all day just waiting to find out if they would be happy ones or sad ones.  Turns out they were “i don’t know which one they are” ones.  I’m turning out to be such a girl!! ;)  I’m so frustrated that it’s not just done but at the same time I’m so thankful that we at least got more this time that we have before and do hopefully have an end in sight.

I had scheduled a month or so ago to lead hymns at the nursing home where Grandma Hamstra lives tonight which I love to do but hadn’t made the time in awhile and then thought maybe I shouldn’t make the commitment in case we were in India.  Well God knew I needed those songs for my soul today.  These are the words God poured out of my heart for those people this evening:

• I need thee every hour; teach me Thy will; and thy rich promises in me fulfill.
• I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small; child of weakness watch and pray, find in me thine all in all.
• Through many dangers, toils and snares I have already come.  ‘Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far and grace will lead me home.
• For me it was in the garden He prayed:”not My will but Thine.”  He had no tears for His own griefs, but sweat drops of blood for mine.
• Perfect submission…..
• Great is Thy faithfulness!
• Whatever my lot, though has taught me to say. It is well, it is well with my soul.
• On Christ the solid rock I stand, al other ground is sinking sand