
Saturday afternoon I went to weight watchers to weigh in, stopped at the store and then Talon and I stopped at Subway to grab a sub for him. Denny called while I was sitting in the car waiting for Talon, I knew by his voice that something was up "what's wrong?" I asked him, he said "Mike just called and left a message, my phone is not set up to call internationally so I'm trying to get a hold of him on facebook, anyways, I'm sure it's not good news, Mike never calls us" I knew he was right but tried not to let my thoughts go to the negative, I tried to stay upbeat and hopeful as I drove home trying to convince myself that maybe the kids brother or father just showed up at the orphanage and made a scene or something.
I put the groceries away as Denny continued to try and reach Mike. I heard his phone ring and heard Denny say "Hi Mike" Denny put Mike on the speaker phone and I knew by the sound of Mike's voice this was not a good news phone call. "Heather just called, and I'm so sorry, but it was denied"...
My world instantly fell silent. I had not a single thought in my head... I never spoke to Mike, or even heard the rest of the conversation... I got up and went into the kitchen and looked out the window. I started to do the dishes and that was it. "Denied" is all I could hear in my head... all these years, we FINALLY even make it to the IBESR and in 5 days of being there, which some people sit in the IBESR for a year or more... we get denied? Seriously? How did this happen? No questions to us, not request for further documentation? No nothing??? Just Denied. Story over. Done. I stood there and sobbed. Denny came out and we hugged for a long time... My brother in law showed up as if God placed him at our doorstep at precisely that moment on purpose. Jerome was a huge blessing for us as he truly brought comfort for us from the Lord. For that I will be forever grateful.
However, our world just changed forever. Everything we have planned, the home we bought, the room we prepared, the pictures on the wall, going to Talons baseball games possibly this summer, going to church and worshiping together as I had imagined so many times, dedicating our children at church and knowing that our whole church and family would be so excited with us, going to the dentist for the first time, they have been asking about our kids for years, playing in the back yard, going to the park across the street, the first snow! Denny's first #1 Dad t-shirt and matching hat? Laying on the floor and coloring together....Father Daughter Dance Denny and Ruthfaelle would be able to go to next year...The first Halloween, driving down the road and looking up to see their faces in the rear view mirror of my car as I have imagined so many times - those times gave me hope, night time stories and hugs and kisses good night, snuggling on the couch together, walking off the plane and having our friends and family cheer when our kids walk with us into Grand Rapids...balloons, stuffed animals, hugs and tears and laughter that they are finally here... GONE in the blink of an eye.
What do we do with this? How do we move forward? I don't want to go to work. Everything seems pointless. I feel lost. What do I wait for now? How do you just turn this off? Each morning I wake up is like experiencing the loss of someone who has died... Should we go see them? Should we not? Do we try to appeal? Nobody has ever heard of appealing the IBESR before!? How do we just walk away from this? Away from them? Our children? What do, how do we tell the children? When do we tell the children? Mike has reassured us that the children are fine, they are young and although the have a hint of the adoption, they really don't understand the fullness of what that means and they are healthy and happy. They are playing with their friends, laughing and going to school and being loved every day by people that love the Lord and love them very, very much. They have good lives there, they do. And although I don't think ANY child should have to grow up in an orphanage, I know that God has a plan for their lives... He does.
God IS sovereign. His ways are always better than my ways. His plans are always better than my plans and he loves those children more than we could EVER possibly love them. I know that they will be ok, I do. But, this... this is the hardest, most painful thing I have ever been through in my life. This loss is mind numbing and as I lean into Jesus I know that He is there, I just don't know what to do with this yet. Denny either... we are trying to hold it together, with God's help and know that there is something more ahead...
We continue to search for the possibility of an appeal but it looks bleak and at some point we will probably have to come to grips with that too. I think it is just a life preserver at this point to keep our heads above water, something to hang on to until we can swim with out drowning... however, if you feel lead to pray for us in this matter, we thank you for it.
Thank you for your love, your support, your encouragement, your prayers! and your finances over these last years... we will be forever grateful and blessed that you were a part of this amazing journey with us. It's been quite a ride hasn't it!? Wow...

