What echoes above the sea?
splits and shatters the mighty cedars?
makes mountains skip like a calf and a young ox?
strikes with bolts of lightning?
makes barren wilderness quake?
twists mighty oaks?
strips the forests bare?
According to Psalm 29 the answer is "The voice of the LORD."
It all sounds so powerful, so...unmissable.
But the voice of the Lord is also like a shepherd guiding his sheep. It's also still and small like a whisper behind you.
Two years ago, we heard the Voice like a small whisper, proposing the question, "what if you adopt your next child?" So we began to research adoption - the cost, the options, the agencies, the countries, etc. After 6 months of research, prayer, meetings, and discussions, we heard the Voice, powerful and majestic saying, "Your child is in Ethiopia."
We began our paperwork for an Ethiopian adoption, raised close to $10,000, completed our home study and our dossier and 6 months later (a year ago) we officially became a waiting family. Through those six months, we heard the Voice of the Shepherd saying, "This way, see I have provided a safe journey for you. I have given you green pastures and a stream from which to drink. I have provided all that you need for this path."
When we became a waiting family, we also learned that the wait was going to be longer. We prayed, we talked, we researched and we decided to try to get pregnant while we waited. We heard the Voice echo above the seas: "I am with you. You are mine."
Each month began with disappointment and cycled through renewed hope back to disappointment. We began to wonder if there wasn't another way. We began to wonder where in the world our child was and if we should consider a third option. And on October 1st, with an email from our agency telling us the wait was now four years, we heard the Voice as thunder punctuates the chaos of a storm, "Yes. Go. Be released. I will be with you."
So we prayed and researched and talked some more and the mighty oaks began to twist into roadsigns and arrow markers as the Voice called us to China.
It's decided! we thought. Our next child is in China! And with joy we began our home study and fundraising with the confidence that the way would be paved once again by the Voice of the Shepherd.
And then, the mountains began to skip, the wilderness began to quake and a new path emerged. An unexpected, unresearched, undiscussed, unimagined path. Like a strike of lightening at the tips of our toes, the Voice said, "There is another way, would you consider it?"
And we said, "Yes."
Honor the Lord, you heavenly beings;
honor the Lord for his glory and strength.
Honor the Lord for the glory of his name.
Worship the Lord in the splendor of his holiness.
The voice of the Lord echoes above the sea.
The God of glory thunders.
The Lord thunders over the mighty sea.
The voice of the Lord is powerful;
the voice of the Lord is majestic.
The voice of the Lord splits the mighty cedars;
the Lord shatters the cedars of Lebanon.
He makes Lebanon's mountains skip like a calf;
he makes Mount Hermon leap like a young wild ox.
The voice of the Lord strikes with bolts of lightning.
The voice of the Lord makes the barren wilderness quake;
the Lord shakes the wilderness of Kadesh.
The voice of the Lord twists the mighty oaks and strips the forests bare.
In his temple everyone shouts, "Glory!"
The Lord rules over the floodwaters.
The Lord reigns as king forever.
The Lord gives his people strength.
The Lord blesses them with peace.
To be continued...