A dark cloud...

Paternal grandma has filed to court for parental rights to our two dear little girls. My worst fear. Last night I could not stop crying. I was terrified. Today I feel calmer. Thanks to people praying I know. Our social worker does not think she has a chance, except to make things messy, long and drawn out, and perhaps extremely costly.  Oh, to BELIEVE that. According to Colorado law, grandparents have no standing in court, but Grandma has hired a lawyer. At times I feel stiff with worry. Birth mom is terribly angry. Birth mom wants the girls with US, which is a huge plus. Satan has been attacking me with the "what ifs". I am struggling to trust. This thought came to me yesterday morning: Trust is a complete laying down of my will, a total surrender, as in Isaac laying on the altar trusting his father, even when it doesn't make sense. Even when what you want is not a 'bad' thing, I must trust. In trust there is rest. As my little girl with hazel eyes and brown hair cuddles on my lap.. I hold her close. I will enjoy "today".