Basically, all we're doing now is waiting. It's been very busy up to this point. We've filled out about a gazillion papers (maybe a slight exaggeration, but that's what it feels like!), and soon a Taiwanese judge will hold a stack of papers telling him everything he could ever want to know about us. I mean EVERYTHING, people. He'll know how much I weigh, for goodness sake (and that is CLASSIFIED information)! He'll know of EVERY SINGLE PENNY to our names. He'll know our criminal history - well, the lack thereof (Chris and I make a very boring pair of background checks). He'll look through several pictures of us, our kids, our family vacations, our house (inside and out)...
It's amazing the hoops adoptive families/parents have to jump through and the things we have to prove in order to adopt. Any number of things can 'disqualify' you from adopting. You can be too old, too young, too 'poor' (this is very subjective -- in some countries, 'too poor' is making less than $100,000/year!), too fat, or have too many kids. We've had to have doctors, friends, and a social worker vouch that we are capable parents. Many times it's actually a requirement to interview other children in the house, but ours are young enough to be exempt from this part of the process. This was a huge relief to me. After all, I NEVER know what's going to come out of this one...
Thankfully, it appears that we have been deemed capable of raising another child by the proper authorities. Our daughter's birth mother has signed a piece of paper stating that she irrevocably relinqushes her parental rights to us (this was heart-wrenching to read - I'll blog more about this later), and now a judge has to review our file and give us a court date. The timeline from now to becoming a family of six is approximately 4-6 months. So now, we just wait. My Type-A tendencies will be taunted by the fact that I am 100% out of control of things now. It's all in the hands of a judge half a world away.
Praise God that I can rest in the knowledge that there is a greater, perfect Judge, One that loves our little girl more than we ever could! And I pray that He gives us the faith to persevere through the waiting - to finish the race we've started, never allowing us to forget what, and who, we are fighting for.
"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, and I have remained faithful.And
now the prize awaits me—the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the
righteous Judge, will give me on the day of his return. And the prize
is not just for me but for all who eagerly look forward to his
appearing." 2 Timothy 4:7-8