Posted by Wulfekuhle Family | Africa Adoption, Families

At the time of our last update, we had just passed court.  For all of this to make sense, here is your adoption 101 class for the day.

After you pass court, you file your I600 (petition for orphan visa) with the US government.  When your I600 is approved, your case gets passed to the US Embassy in-country for an orphan investigation.  This investigation is estimated to take 3-6 months.  When and if your case passes the investigation, your child(ren) have visa interviews and visas are printed.  With a US visa, the kiddos can then enter the United States.  The last step is for the birth country to issue an exit letter, so that they can leave the country to come home.  There are little steps in there…but those are the big ones.

Now that you have the background info, I’m going to resort to bullet points.  Because I could ramble forever.

  • We applied for our I600, and received approval at the beginning of Sept. Our paperwork was then sent overseas to begin the orphan investigation.
  • On Sept 27 our children’s birth country decided to suspend exit letters for up to a year.  Without an exit letter, parents can’t take their children out of the country.
  • The country isn’t technically closed, as the court processes, investigations, and visa issuance’s are still continuing.  But again, the children can’t come home without an exit letter
  • In November, we learned that our daughter had passed the orphan investigation and her visa interview is set for December 23. We haven’t heard anything about our son.
  • Somewhere in there we received updated pictures of our kiddos.  They were wearing clothes we sent them and playing with toys from their care packages.  LOVE!

What does all this mean?   Honestly this is very scary for us.  We love these kids.  We want them home. They won’t be coming home anytime soon.  Please pray for this country and all the children in need of forever families.  Pray that the suspension ends SOON!  Pray for our children, that they would remain healthy and feel loved.  Pray for their foster momma, “M” that she would love generously and provide a safe and nurturing environment for our kids. 

The confusion, corruption and disorganization of their birth country seems insurmountable.  Promises are not kept, deadlines are not met, rules are not followed.  But we love this country.  It has given us two beautiful children that we can’t wait to hug and tuck in to their beds.  

We are so thankful for our agency.  They are organizing crucial meetings between officials in-country and continue to advocate for adoption and orphans.  We are thankful for friends who pray for us, support us, and listen to our fears and doubts.  We are thankful for our God and His all sustaining, never failing mercy and grace.   

So we trust, and pray, and wait…

by Russell Kelfer

Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried;
Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate . . .
And the Master so gently said, “Wait.”

“Wait? you say wait?” my indignant reply.
“Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?
By faith I have asked, and I’m claiming your Word.

“My future and all to which I relate
Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to wait?
I’m needing a ‘yes’, a go-ahead sign,
Or even a ‘no’ to which I can resign.

“You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe,
We need but to ask, and we shall receive.
And Lord I’ve been asking, and this is my cry:
I’m weary of asking! I need a reply.”

Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate,
As my Master replied again, “Wait.”
So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,
And grumbled to God, “So, I’m waiting for what?”

He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine . . .
and He tenderly said, “I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.

“I could give all you seek and pleased you would be.
You’d have what you want, but you wouldn’t know Me.
You’d not know the depth of my love for each saint.
You’d not know the power that I give to the faint. 

“You’d not learn to see through clouds of despair;
You’d not learn to trust just by knowing I’m there.
You’d not know the joy of resting in Me
When darkness and silence are all you can see.

“You’d never experience the fullness of love
When the peace of My spirit descends like a dove.
You would know that I give, and I save, for a start,
But you’d not know the depth of the beat of My heart. 

“The glow of my comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight.
The depth that’s beyond getting just what you ask
From an infinite God who makes what you have last.

“You’d never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that My grace is sufficient for thee.
Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true,
But, oh, the loss, if you missed what I’m doing in you.

“So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to truly know me.
And though oft My answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still . . . Wait.”

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