I do. Two of our children are tucked in, sound asleep in their comfy, air-conditioned bedrooms. The other two are 8,000 miles away, in a land foreign to us but all they have ever known. They are being cared for by wonderful nannies and are having their basic needs met. There are doctors, psychologists, and nurses. They are loved on, hugged, fed, bathed, and tucked into bed. Not bad for a least developed country. I know God is watching over them and He is orchestrating every detail of this process. However, my heart aches for us to all be together.
Tonight has been one of those nights where I lie awake thinking about two of our children. While they live and grow in our hearts, our physical separation can be extremely painful. We have seen their sweet faces, read over their profile, and heard stories about their personalities. We cling to these documents as if somehow they will cling back. We pray that their hearts remain open to our love and that God gives them wisdom beyond their years to accept and love us. We ask God to protect them and keep them safe and that He will unite us together soon.
In the meantime, we ask Him to help us use our time wisely. To love and cherish our family, to prepare our hearts and homes for our children's arrival, to make necessary preparations, and most importantly to love and worship Him.
Philippians 4:6-7 says, "Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your request to God. And the peace of God which transcends ALL understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus.