Faith has been a consistent theme in my life. It has carried me through and keeps carrying me through. There are times in life when we stare at the mountain in front of us and think, "This will NEVER move." I can't tell you how many times that's been me. But even better, I can't tell you how many times God HAS moved that mountain!
I find myself this week in a situation where a child I care very much about is being emotionally damaged and put down by another adult. I don't know what the solution is. God does. It's in times like these I feel out of control. I cry out to God, "Why?" I feel powerless. Many people say to me, "I could never do foster care. It would hurt me too much." Key word. ME. I wonder, 'Do you think Jesus said, "Father, I could never go to those people. They will hurt ME too much. They will deny me, reject me, and my own friends will desert me. I'm sorry Father. I could never do that." Thankfully Jesus didn't do that. He rather said, "Father not my will, but yours be done (Luke 22:42)."
I don't believe that everyone is called to foster care. But, please don't ever say you can't do something because it would hurt you too much. It does hurt.
It hurts more than anything I've ever done.
That doesn't mean you shouldn't do it.
Darin and I don't do foster care because we're amazing people. We do it because currently we are called to it. I don't know why we have been called to it because most days I feel like I stink at it. I constantly ask, "Father, please work despite me." And somehow He does.
is a rural Missouri preacher's wife who stays at home with her son Winston and 4 foster sons whom she and her husband are in the process of adopting! (Looking forward to the day I can put their names on here!)