Chasing the paper

I am beginning to see why this phase of adoption is referred to as the paperchase. I have tackled a big chunk over this weekend. We visited a new church this morning and the sermon was focused on God's time. Did they know I was coming? It is so hard to be patient when I know that my baby boy is asleep right now in a crib in an orphanage. But I have no choice but to be patient. Winston will come home in God's time, not mine.