Holding Pattern

So, some of you know that Marty was in the Navy for awhile, but what you may or may not know is that he was an air traffic controller. I don't know much about controlling air traffic, myself, but I am familiar with a holding pattern. A holding pattern, usually takes the form of a holding fix, where an aircraft travels through designated airspace in a continuous loop, while waiting for it's turn to land. This is where I currently find my life...in a holding pattern.

We are waiting and I am becoming more and more useless as the days pass. I don't want to blog. I don't want to go out, because going out inevitably means answering the question, "When are the boys coming home?" To which I must respond, "I don't know. We're waiting on a court date." We are in the ultimate holding pattern of our adoption process. Waiting for the go ahead to land the jet.

According to the Wik*pedia powers that be, "Aircraft flying in circles is an inefficient (and hence costly) usage of time and fuel..." I'm trying not to become an inefficient waste of time and energy. I'm trying not to check my email every five thirty minutes. I'm trying to teach my kids and get them through as much of the school year as possible and all the while Satan is throwing missiles at my jet.

I've mentioned before that with adoption comes Spiritual Warfare, but since we've entered our holding pattern, this has become even more real. I am doing my best to cling to Jesus, to trust in God's perfect timing, to keep moving forward, but honestly, I could use some prayers. Will you pray for our holding pattern to end? I'm asking for totally selfish reasons. Simply put, I long to hold my sons. I long to breath them in and hold them close and know that they are safe and well.

We're so close, please, pray.

Hidden in Christ,
Mandy