That some speed bumps are larger than others.
That some rumours spread faster than others.
That fact still must be separated from fiction.
That I must remain patient.
That this is His course for us.
That - as twisted as it may sound (and often feels) - were it not for these speed bumps, these hiccups, these losing-my-ever-loving-mind-moments kneaded together (over and over) with the ever-present reminder of His sovereignty, we would not be matched with the child pre-destined to be ours.
There have been small reminders - brief enough to have gone by unnoticed had we not been seeking - that all these happenings were written long before us, or any desire that had been planted in our hearts. Details which could have meant the end.
They did not.
They have not signified an end.
Over and over again we have been "spared" from finality.
For those reasons...all of them...we continue to hold on.
Because of these glimmers of hope we have, we continue to follow...uncertain of the path ahead yet certain of our Leader's ways.
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.