I just got news that one of Cordelia’s parents has come forth and wants her.
After four months.
There is also another family member who must now be considered for permanent placement.
This easy, open and shut case has now become exponentially more complicated.
And I want to give way to fear, to panic, to weeping and sobbing and what-ifs. I want to shake my fist at the injustice of it all.
I want to be angry.
We have a hearing in two months. It was supposed to be an easy day. Now the judge could continue with termination, could allow the parent to begin a case plan, or award custody to the relative (should the relative be a viable placement option).
Regardless of what happens, or how easy this hearing may yet be, we now have that awful monkey of doubt to bear until a decision is legally made.
Still, we will love and serve our children in faith.
Because like Abraham, against all hope, in hope we choose to believe.