Wednesday, September 21, 2016
"Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me his own." Philippians 3:12
Sometimes going forward in the adoption world is a very slow process. Heck sometimes it's just flat non-existent! You hurry up and finish mounds of paperwork, send it in, and then wait, and wait, and wait some more. It seems you'll never be able to move forward to the next step. And then one day, when you least expect it, there's movement. But at times it's not always forward that you go. Sometimes the news you get about your soon to be child is not what you want to hear, or that certain paper you've been waiting for, it's lost and you have to re-do, or the agency your using closes out of no where, and you are sent spinning backwards, and at such a speed you think you'll never be able to recover and go forward again or at least not any time soon. Thankfully this has not happened in our adoption process of Isaiah, thank you Jesus, but, my family and I, and my brother Rob's family, have been in somewhat of a backwards free fall and at speeds that seem will never slow down. And at times, it seems life will never go forward again, and this is especially true for his wife, 3 kids and grandkids. You see, he was their go to. He was the planner, the protector, the adviser, the cook, the serious but fun loving dad, granddad and husband. For me, he was my only brother, my only sibling, and for my mom and dad, he was their only son. My brother was diagnosed with cancer on August 5. It took a week to get him into MD Anderson in Houston. He was there a week for tests. He was told he could not win the battle against this cancer. It was fast. It was aggressive. He came home, and 4 days later on August 24th, he succumbed to this horrible disease. He in fact did not win against this cancer, but he DID WIN his crown in glory! No more pain, no more tests, no more cancer. Ever. He was healed to perfection and re-united with old friends and long missed grandparents. No, it's not the healing we hoped for, but for Rob, he got the best of the best, just as God had planned it, long ago. Rob King, my brother, WON THE ULTIMATE PRIZE on August 24, 2016.. He is being greatly missed by many. And so as we his family, especially his wife and kiddos, navigate the days and months ahead without him, please continue to pray for God's comfort in our lives. I know the race set before us will not come without pain, but I also know, without doubt, when striving toward the final finish and the ultimate "Prize" that awaits us, if we keep our eyes on Jesus, He will bring us to our long awaited reward............and so we PRESS ON. :)
“I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.” Philippians 3:14
LOVE YOU BRO!