A Visit...Postponed

Ever have plans all laid out, details in line, and the whole thing falls through?  What was supposed to happen just doesn't happen.  We've all been there.

Disappointment sets in.
Sometimes we even get upset.
And often, we experience frustration, too.

Let me back up to a couple of weeks ago.

After our last visit with Mya's biological family, we began making plans for them to travel to our hometown for another visit.  Visiting us was going to be a first.  And two visits in one year would be another first.

Emails were sent back-and-forth.  Plans were slowly being made.  Details were aligning.

And then a bit of a surprise.  An email showed up in my inbox from Mya's biological family, asking if we attend church...asking if they could join us for worship on the Sunday they planned to visit with us.  I was so surprised that I was a bit shocked.  But very much excited - with anticipation.

You see, our church family...along with our amazing extended families...played several key roles in our lives.  They were our prayer warriors.  Our supporters.  Our shoulders to cry on.  And our rays of sunshine in the midst of the waiting, the longing, and the pain...of wanting a child of our own.  And so the thought of our church families' lives being able to cross paths with Mya's biological family seemed like a beautiful scenario.  Another blessing.

But just this week, as we were now only days away from the upcoming visit, I received yet another email informing us that Mya's biological family was no longer going to be able to visit.  For a very good reason.  But my heart was sad for the cancelled opportunity.

The whole time the plans were forming, I tried not to allow my own selfish desires to get in the way of this visit.  I kept refocusing my thoughts, reminding myself that this visit to our church would happen IF it's supposed to happen and WHEN it's supposed to happen.

This has been a good reminder for me that things happen for a reason.

Sometimes this is hard to accept.  And even easier to become frustrated and disappointed by.  But through this recent situation, I've been challenged to accept and embrace this change.  My hope still rests in knowing that a visit by Mya's biological family to our hometown WILL happen if and when it's SUPPOSED to happen.  And although everything seemed to be aligning for this visit, 'now' just wasn't quite the right moment.  For reasons unknown.  But I'm trusting and hoping...and am still believing that our worlds will cross and connect in this way sometime soon.  In God's perfect timing.

So rather than looking at this visit as a cancellation, I'm looking at it as a postponement - an opportunity to visit together, to reconnect, at a later date.  Maybe weeks, possibly months, or even years from now.  But with peace, I can say that it will be at a better time.