Still no news.

Another week has started and the post has come and gone.

No work permit.

The clock is ticking, there is no one I am allowed to contact yet, and the struggle to strive for joy continues.

I was sorting through my diary, adding in scan dates and making consultant ones, all in the uk this morning, and as is far too normal these days was having a small cry by myself. (My sweet girls are merrily feeding cows and pigs and horses and donkeys and chickens and sheep blissfully unaware of anything but the beauty of a summer spent on a farm.) My diary is one with a bible verse for each week and this ones it beautiful and pertinent to this week.

'We may boldly say: "The LORD is my helper; I will not fear. What can man do to me?"' Hebrews 13:6

For some reason I flicked on to the verse for the week the babies are due. And laughed loudly and long. It begins, 'In peace I will both lie down and sleep'. I hope that makes you chuckle too.

We are calling out to the Lord to please show us what he would have for us. Not knowing is so hard, and yet, we only have 3 more weeks to wait and we will know for sure. Then the planning begins of how do we get organised to have them here, and then get them back to Canada........the possibilities and difficulties seem vast. But today is not for worrying about tomorrow, today the sun is shining and my small girls will need a Mummy who is there to guide and teach and train them in following Christ. Please may my life show what that is to follow him where ever he leads me.

Picnic supper while burning all the cut fern. Salmon, garlic bread, bananas and chocolate all cooked on the bonfire. Mmmn