I woke up early in the morning on Saturday and couldn't go back to sleep. I was staying at a hotel for the Siesta SMT Celebration and was sharing a bed with Marla. Not wanting to wake her up with my tossing and turning, I finally just got up at 4:30 and went into the bathroom. Curt had bought me a new Blackberry hours before, so I thought at least I could mess around with my new phone. I got on Twitter and saw that in those early morning hours there was a lot of drama unfolding. Jamie and her husband were in Orlando getting Amos. Their updates were so exciting. I could not keep from crying.
But Debra's messages revealed that Ronel had not been given his travel documents and they were not able to join the other adoptive families in picking up their children. My heart was so broken for her. I cried even more. Maybe one eye was crying happy tears and the other was crying sad ones.
Tomorrow Debra's husband, Ernest, will spend all day at the American Embassy in Haiti in an effort to bring their son home. Please, please pray that God will bring great glory and praise to His name by making a way for Ronel to come home tomorrow. What is impossible with man is possible with God. Ask Him to provide a person of peace - even a legion of people of peace - to open up the heavy, creaking doors they are facing. Thank you, friends. I hope to report good news soon!