And, we wait . . .

So we received our foster license on January 4th. Yeah! It reads that we are licensed for three male or female children from ages three to twelve years. Unbelievable that we have it in our hands! Thank you, Lord!

And we're now again waiting. There's a potential little 15-month-old boy that could be coming to live with us. His birth mother is due to deliver another little boy in March and we'd get him, too. So we'd have a ten-, seven-, and four-year-old along with an 18-month-old and a newborn. We were told on a Tuesday at about six and we had to tell her whether we were interested in proceeding by the next morning at nine.

There was so much to consider. For one, we weren't licensed for children that age. They assured us they'd take care of that. Of course. The other issue was that the reason we didn't license for that age was because of all the stuff that comes along with kids that age: diapers, middle-of-the-night feedings, bottles . . . Needless to say, we did a lot of praying that night. We both came to the decision that we should proceed.

Right now they're reviewing our homestudy alongside two other homestudies to see where he'll go. There's also a potential grandma who has been on the sidelines for the past 15 months that's begun to contemplate whether or not she wants to raise them both. So we're waiting on that, too. We've been told it could be a couple weeks before they know for sure. Yikes!

In the meantime, the placement person at YFC is keeping us in mind for other potential placements. God has the perfect boys in mind for us. We're just waiting to see who they are.

Please pray for the perfect placement in the perfect timing.