Waiting isn't new for us however knowing the amount of time our two have been sitting with their own wait in very painful and lonely positions, Maxim growing weaker and Julia inching closer to that 16th birthday left me yearning for an answer from God. My Father in heaven has been able to minister to my heart in this time and sweetly I can report some very good news.
With redo's on our paperwork over silly matters extending our wait, we made a mad rush to Little Rock to attempt a last minute sprint right after Thanksgiving before the December shutdown. We had great success that day but still it was one day too late. We went into December knowing we had another 8 weeks before opening again and in the meantime more papers were expiring. Too tired to cry at the thought, we took it in stride, prayed some more and began redoing papers while we nestled in for Advent.
A week later we learned that our two in Torez were transferred. It seemed devastating to me at the time. How could they move such fragile children in the middle of winter? God what is this about? Well God is in the details.... He is a good God.
As you have seen in a previous post, Maxim had a very large prolapse. Because of this he was made to sit in positions to accomodate him keeping weight and pressure off of the rectal prolapse. By the time he arrived to the new orphanage, he was turning a bluish color, trembling and appearing in shock and pain. Immediately he was sent to the hospital and within two hours underwent surgery! This very well saved his life. He had developed an infection that was turning into necrosis.
What seemed tragic, was the mercy of God.
My dear friend Carolyn who is in the same orphanage now adopting her son has been able to report seeing Maxim and that he is sitting upright with his legs together! He is joyful and saying he is not in pain right now.