Category: foster parenting
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Tiny feet bring big thoughts
I want to hold onto every baby, placed in my home, forever. I want to be everything that I feel they deserve. I want to catch them when they are toddling from learning to walk. I want to tell them every good thing I know about their birth family. I…
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Just keep talking to Jesus
You guys ever have so many conflicting thoughts swirling and end up feeling exhausted and without an answer to the madness? Cool. Me too. I’ve found when I turn on the praise and worship, get in the presence of God through reading the Bible, or just stop talking to myself…
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God break my heart for what breaks yours.
I’ve prayed this often. I guess I might have thought God would just give me eyes to see what I wasn’t seeing. However, he instead gave me children that I would love with my whole being, and then allow me to see the troubles they face without them having done…
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His love for you is deep.
When I don’t have an innocent little one to love and fight for, I do not feel the same connection to the breadth and deepness of God’s love for those He created. I need the daily visual. This is partly why my family and I are always ready to say…
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God’s will be done.
At some point in my life I decided that for someone to pray that “God’s will be done” meant they had given up on asking for what they wanted, and they were now resigned to “the Lord’s will.” The Lord’s will prayers sounded sad, ominous, and even as if death…
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Is there an antidote to fear?
I’ve been prone to be overcome by fear for as long as I can remember. When I was a little girl up until even a teen, if I needed to be left for any amount of time I was anxious. Extremely anxious. I always imagined my parents were dead, and…
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Waiting on the promise.
God gave Joseph a dream where Joseph was in a position of power, and his family members were bowing to him. Joseph had to wonder how could this be? What could the dream really mean? When Joseph shared the dream with his family he was met with ridicule. His family…
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A smile can hide a broken heart.
The summer after I asked my husband to take our foster son (baby) back to The Department of Human Resources, I was struggling. I felt like I had failed God, failed that baby, and failed my entire family who loved that child with me. I felt like I was a…
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God is in the details
*Picture is of my two oldest crying into my husband’s shoulder and face when our first foster love went home. I woke up while it was still black outside. I thought to myself how February 1st, 2024 seemed far away. Why did I pick February 1 for the release date…
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Waiting…
Waiting is so hard, yet it is also such a big part of our life journey. We wait “to be a big kid,” we wait to graduate high school, we wait until we are old enough to move out, we wait to find our spouse, we wait in lines, we…
The Road to You 