Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Forgotten Yet Fingerprinted

We got fingerprinted for the third time today...you know, just in case something has changed since the last two times we were fingerprinted. If I'm sounding cynical...well then you get my vibe. This was an update to the fingerprints we got last year about this time for the state of Nebraska. The FBI had to have their own set for the USCIS stuff--why they can't share is beyond me.

We're a little concerned that they won't be processed in time for our home study to be updated before the original one expires. Not much we can do about it, though. Of course we're praying.

In the meantime, we're feeling forgotten. I was just on the FRUA website, viewing some previous chats. The only other families, except for our new friends the Reeds and us, that I've come across who are waiting for second appointments are from Germany. At least one of them has been waiting since October. If anyone has heard of someone who was sent home and then returned for a second appointment, please let me know. It seems we've been forgotten by the SDA. They seem to have just gone on with business as usual, just like we never happened. At their first appointments, families have been getting children that we would have gladly welcomed. From a faith perspective, I know those children were not meant for us, but it's still hard to be waiting because "there are no children that match our request." I don't know what they plan to do with all of us who are waiting, or if they plan to do anything. Very frustrating. So we continue to do things like get our fingerprints updated because we're still hoping.

We're tired. We can't wait to have a face to put with all the preparation; then we'll say, "It was all worth it!" But right now, we don't have that face. I admit, I'm having a hard time keeping my focus on Christ without a wandering glance at my circumstances. I'm hoping for the time that we can look back on this and see God's fingerprints all over it. And I'm clinging to the fact that, in Christ, we are never forgotten.



Tami said...

I'm sorry this is taking so long. I can only imagine how frustrating this must be. What I am about to suggest may sound insane, but is there any way you can just go back and sit and wait for the appointment? I think part of the reason we were able to get a second referral is because we were still in the country. Also, we made a point of telling our facilitator that if we went home before we received a second appointment, we wouldn't be coming back. We couldn't afford to come back to start the whole process all over again. Two days later we had our referral - but it through a very unconventional way. Email me and I'll fill you in. In the meantime hang in there! ((hugs))

Tami said...

You're right...it's risky and scary...and I definitely wouldn't go about it without the full approval of your facilitator. It was just a thought. Sorry, I forgot to put my email on the last message. six sunflower seeds at yahoo dot com

Rahn's Journey said...

Dave and Gina,
Thank you for all the kind words and encouragement you have given to us. I can feel your frustration as you explain the situation your in with the SDA. I got word from Victor who did a great job with our adoption that there is some changes taking place in April. The U.S. embassy felt very positive about the up and coming changes. I will share your story with the Lawyer, Alina, that we are using to help us. I will see if she can help to push things along. I will let you know what she says. She is very cheap, not like American lawyers, we gave her $25. and hour, she charges $10. She is a wonderful lady and shines a bright light for Christ. It is hard to understand why God gives us the strong desire of the heart and yet it doesn't happen. I keep saying to Him, take the desire from me if it is not meant to be. He has never taken it. I lean on the fact that He sees the whole picture and we don't. He is faithful and He will complete what He has started. Until He does, we too are off to get fingerprinted again. You have become our special friends, I hope we meet again,