Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Rejected With a Purpose

I needed to remind myself that we have much to be grateful for! So, I finally wrote that thank you note. I had woken up that day to the kind of icky news that makes your heart sink:
Half of our documents were rejected for authentication at the consulate. For one reason or another (notarization and certification technicalities), we'd have to resubmit them and send them up the line again. Anger, frustration, weariness in this slow process marked by others' indifference. 
Then I realized

A thank you note for Show Hope

My son knew the pain of rejection before he learned to speak. And for whatever unfathomable reason, he was turned away by the one he should be able to trust most, not a stranger. Unimaginable. Unwarranted. (The best we can hope to imagine happened in this circumstance was that financial fears clouded his birth family's judgement. But we just don't know. And we'll leave it at that.) I just know that as his hopeful mother, I want to rescue him from any tinge of rejection or it's memory. 

Jesus was well-acquainted with the feeling, the looks, the words of rejection while he walked this earth. He endured lifelong rejection. No one would take him out of that painful place, it was part of his mission. The rejection he endured was foretold, set in place in order to bear fruit.


Jesus said to them, “Have you never read in the Scriptures:

“‘The stone that the builders rejected has become the cornerstone;
this was the Lord's doing, and it is marvelous in our eyes’? 
(Matthew 21:42, ESV)

Being pushed aside by those he came for gave way to something even bigger. But first, he had to go through the desertion. And He endured it. For my sake; for the mission of my being adopted into His family. 


Rejection. Endurance. Adoption. They go together. They're a package.  And they have a grand purpose! 


"These pains and troubles here are like the type that printers set. When we look at them, we see them backwards, and they seem to make no sense and have no meaning. But up there, when The Lord God prints out our life to come, we will find they make splendid reading."  -- Martin Luther on his death bed 
So there's just one thing left to do: endure. Do those tedious tasks over and better this time. And hope like crazy we can get some full green lights and get this paperwork out of the US!

UPDATE since posted: We received two priority envelopes today, one from Houston and one from Chicago (the two consulates we're needing papers authenticated at). Chicago's contained the documents that need editing/resubmission, but Houston's was good to go! The two documents that went there are authenticated and ready to head to the adoption agency! 

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