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terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day

I hate politics.

I hate local politics, I hate national politics, and I hate all of the politics in between. AND I especially hate that politics are standing in between me and my son being able to be a family. I got some bad news today about the police letter that I need in order for my son’s case to be official. Last week I was told that the letter had been made and just needed a signature and stamp. “Well that sounds easy,” I na├»vely thought to myself.

I should have known better.

This morning I was told that because of politics between the officials in Addis and the officials at the local level (who have to release the police letter), that my letter hangs in the balance.

Which means that my family hangs in the balance.

Sometimes when I get news like this, I wish I could throw a temper tantrum like Caleb does and stomp my feet, cry, and scream at the top of my lungs. But I know I can’t and I also know that it wouldn’t do any good. So back on my knees I go . . . petitioning the Lord to intervene and perform a miracle.