So, this week came and went. Check out my last blog if you missed details here.
I went in to see my lawyer with Jamie to transfer the title of their SUV into my name and asked her again about seeing the psychologist to testify with the girls. She was told that they didn't want to submit the order for appointments for the minors too early.
So, they waited.
Then....take a deep breath... they forgot.
True story. Couldn't make that up if i tried. It is too asinine for anyone to ever believe.
Remember? This is the same trial that happened last September and NO ONE was correctly notified in time to testify. How does this happen again TO THE SAME TRIAL?
We do not have an appt. set for Monday, so if they were to get things figured out, we might be able to go Tuesday. Wednesday is the trial.
Naomi asked me while walking this morning if I thought someone might be getting paid off. My first response was no way, they do not have the money or connections for that. But, the more I think about this today, I wonder how this could possibly happen again. I hired a lawyer to be on top of this, so this did not happen. She was not as persistent as I wanted her to be, but at least she was a voice talking to people at the courthouse.
In times like these, I cling to the night God woke me up and asked me to take these girls for life. I take that promise and pray, this is yours God, I was obedient and followed suit. The rest is yours to figure out. I think, this doesnt make sense. Shouldn't he just be guilty and I get adoption of the girls miraculously??? Guess not.
I think the hard truth is their dad may be walking away from this trial. There are no witnesses to testify and they have held him for 2 years in jail. I have no idea if they do DNA testing here, but there has been no talk of those things or his fingerprints all over the place and the murder weapons (hammer and pipes).
I am reading this book Jamie recommended named 1000 Gifts. It isn't exactly my favorite, but it is totally teaching me to praise God all the time. I am so grateful fear/anxiety/worry is not a part of my life. So, I ask myself, like the book had at one part where her child's hand might be cut off by a farming accident, So what if it did? Does that change anything about God's goodness? Who He is? His promises?
No. Nothing changes about God in our ever changing emotions and circumstances.
Yesterday, Ethan got hurt, or so Daniela thought Ethan had blood coming from his head at camp. (Side note: He hit his head hard and was screaming, but he didn't have blood. It was his red shirt that caused her to think it was blood on his head.) Daniela about lost her mind in a trauma moment flashback something, crying. (She does not do well yet in blood/death/accident moments. Instant alarms sound off inside her. She told me it reminds her of seeing her mom because she had so much blood when she found her.) I asked her when she already knew that he did not have anything wrong with him minutes later, What if he did have blood coming from his head? She just looked at me like, you are crazy! But she had a look of thinking on her face as she squinted her eyes. I said and that would be okay if he was hurt.
I let her sit with that yesterday and today I asked her about it. She said, "I was so scared that he was hurt." I told her that the only thing she could do for Ethan was to pray for him (obviously seek help). Right? And, if something happens to someone, we can move on from there as we know what is going on... one step at a time. However, we always continue to move on.
What if Dad does get out? Okay, what if. Doesn't change what I know God asked for me, even if Dad requests them back. I am super thankful God knows how to work in us to stand strong in times like these. What if God didn't keep me up all night tossing and turning and crying over taking the girls? I might be sitting here today wondering if God really told me to do that or was this something I thought was good, as others have implied.
Instead, I will just move on for today. Headed to the river with the Ostbergs and Morleys to celebrate God's goodness in friendships.
I went in to see my lawyer with Jamie to transfer the title of their SUV into my name and asked her again about seeing the psychologist to testify with the girls. She was told that they didn't want to submit the order for appointments for the minors too early.
So, they waited.
Then....take a deep breath... they forgot.
True story. Couldn't make that up if i tried. It is too asinine for anyone to ever believe.
Remember? This is the same trial that happened last September and NO ONE was correctly notified in time to testify. How does this happen again TO THE SAME TRIAL?
We do not have an appt. set for Monday, so if they were to get things figured out, we might be able to go Tuesday. Wednesday is the trial.
Naomi asked me while walking this morning if I thought someone might be getting paid off. My first response was no way, they do not have the money or connections for that. But, the more I think about this today, I wonder how this could possibly happen again. I hired a lawyer to be on top of this, so this did not happen. She was not as persistent as I wanted her to be, but at least she was a voice talking to people at the courthouse.
In times like these, I cling to the night God woke me up and asked me to take these girls for life. I take that promise and pray, this is yours God, I was obedient and followed suit. The rest is yours to figure out. I think, this doesnt make sense. Shouldn't he just be guilty and I get adoption of the girls miraculously??? Guess not.
I think the hard truth is their dad may be walking away from this trial. There are no witnesses to testify and they have held him for 2 years in jail. I have no idea if they do DNA testing here, but there has been no talk of those things or his fingerprints all over the place and the murder weapons (hammer and pipes).
I am reading this book Jamie recommended named 1000 Gifts. It isn't exactly my favorite, but it is totally teaching me to praise God all the time. I am so grateful fear/anxiety/worry is not a part of my life. So, I ask myself, like the book had at one part where her child's hand might be cut off by a farming accident, So what if it did? Does that change anything about God's goodness? Who He is? His promises?
No. Nothing changes about God in our ever changing emotions and circumstances.
Yesterday, Ethan got hurt, or so Daniela thought Ethan had blood coming from his head at camp. (Side note: He hit his head hard and was screaming, but he didn't have blood. It was his red shirt that caused her to think it was blood on his head.) Daniela about lost her mind in a trauma moment flashback something, crying. (She does not do well yet in blood/death/accident moments. Instant alarms sound off inside her. She told me it reminds her of seeing her mom because she had so much blood when she found her.) I asked her when she already knew that he did not have anything wrong with him minutes later, What if he did have blood coming from his head? She just looked at me like, you are crazy! But she had a look of thinking on her face as she squinted her eyes. I said and that would be okay if he was hurt.
I let her sit with that yesterday and today I asked her about it. She said, "I was so scared that he was hurt." I told her that the only thing she could do for Ethan was to pray for him (obviously seek help). Right? And, if something happens to someone, we can move on from there as we know what is going on... one step at a time. However, we always continue to move on.
What if Dad does get out? Okay, what if. Doesn't change what I know God asked for me, even if Dad requests them back. I am super thankful God knows how to work in us to stand strong in times like these. What if God didn't keep me up all night tossing and turning and crying over taking the girls? I might be sitting here today wondering if God really told me to do that or was this something I thought was good, as others have implied.
Instead, I will just move on for today. Headed to the river with the Ostbergs and Morleys to celebrate God's goodness in friendships.
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