I received this email from Mike sent out at 11:25 our time:
I'm typing from Yebsabi house...son looking on. We have a visa
and our son is coming home! Most excellent.
i spent most of the day travelling to and from Abu's grandfather's village. A hair
raising experience to say the least. The terrain was absolutely
accidents/swerves...full package. When we finally arrived, I met
Abu's grandfather. An elderly gentleman who greeted me by kissing my feet
and crying. . . .
We're leaving in 20 min to head to the airport. . . . Can't wait to bring
our boy home. (our bald boy btw)
(For those of you who may not be aware, the comment about the baldness is completely positive based on many recent adoptive parent's stuggles with lice. We are totally pleased on all fronts!)
All believers, come here and listen, let me tell you what God did for me.
I called out to him with my mouth, my tongue shaped the sounds of music.
If I had been cozy with evil, the Lord would never have listened.
But he most surely did listen, he came on the double when he heard my prayer.
Blessed be God: he didn't turn a deaf ear, he stayed with me, loyal in his love.