Brevity is NOT my strong suit.

Some days are like today. Some days you wonder how everything can culminate in a 24 hour period as they sometimes can. To be fair, today really started last night when Ryan came to the conclusion that the renter we thought we had lined up for our house is not the renter we would like to do business with. We set our alarm for 4:30 AM to begin our day's adventures. Upon coming downstairs I noticed that my lifeline (aka my computer) was not shuffling through random cute photos of my adorable children as is typical, rather a very unimpressive blue screen with white lettering was staring back at me. My dear sweet husband gave me the news that in his professional opinion, at first glance, it appears that my hard drive CRASHED. Deader than a doornail. Gone. Gone are my photos of my adorable cute children over the past few months. Gone are my emails. Gone is my lifeline to the outside world beyond these walls on Marina Drive. At 4:45 AM we called the Rwandan Ministry office again. This is because we have been under the impression that they wanted us to call them and put forth effort to make a personal connection with them. Well, we were hung up on. I hoped to give them the benefit of the doubt and believe that maybe we were "disconnected" rather than hung up on, but later information would cause this hope to disintigrate into oblivian. Ryan left for work with the reminder that it was fully his belief that the layoffs were to affect his level of employment in Ford today. So, let's recap. By about 5 AM we no longer have our house renter, my computer has crashed, we have ticked off RWANDA, and Ryan may be on his way to a job for the last time with Ford.
Morning devotions went something like this... Habakkuk 2:2 "write down the vision; write it clearly on clay tablets so whoever reads it can run to tell others." This is applicable in my life as such; I have been itching to write - something - for a while, but did not feel enough was happening for me to justify the writing. As for the particulars in the verse, I figure blogger is the 21st century clay tablet, but I cannont figure anybody reading might possibly want to RUN to tell others my day's events. Nevertheless...
The passage that surrounds this verse has been near and dear to me over the past few months. I have been wondering if truly this adoption is going to come to fruition. Is there really an Aliya waiting for us in a remote village in the middle of Africa? Well, after praying early on in this process for God to give us clarity I turned to Habakkuk 2. How often does one turn to Habakkuk in a lifetime? It states: "1) I will stand like a guard to watch and place myself at the tower. I will wait to see what he will say to me; I will wait to learn how God will answer my complaint. 2) The LORD answered me:...It is not yet time for the mesage to come true, but that time is coming soon; the message will come true. It may seem like a long time, but be patient and wait for it, because it will surely come; it will not be delayed." This gave me renewed patience in waiting for "the" time. Funny sidenote- we have been told for about 1/2 month that the Rwandan Ministry will contact us SOON. It does seem like a long time.
Here is where the day stands for the Farrand family at 3:05 in the afternoon. Some days are like today. I am thankful that tomorrow is a new day! :)