God, I Need To Know You Are Here

I sit here at my computer at 11:15 at night plagued with fear. This afternoon I printed out the 35 page Dossier requirements that I must prepare to send to Haiti. To say the task is daunting is an understatement. In the meantime I look at little Oslene's pictures hung all around our house and wonder: Where are you right now? Who comforts you when you cry? Are you eating well? Who are you?

While we are buried under a Mount Everest of paperwork, she sits waiting in an orphanage. It is almost enough to drive one out of their mind. All I have to hold on to right now is the verse that God has given me over the past few weeks. I have heard it at least 5 different times in 5 totally different settings that were completely unrelated to each other. Some may call that chance, I call it communication:

Isaiah 40:27 -31
Why do you say, (Shushawn), and complain that "My way is hidden from the Lord; my cause is disregarded by my God?" Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.