Doing the Tough Stuff

Being a foster parent is not always easy, but it is always worth it.

It is so much more then supplying a home and food.  It is more then having case workers come into your home to check up on the child.  It is more then taking the child to visit their biological family at least twice a week.  It is more then collaborating with professionals to meet the needs of the child.  It is more then driving across town to meet with the only doctors in the area who accept the child's insurance.  It is more then finding yourself in unfamiliar situations with strangers.  It is more then accepting the child as is and trying to make the best of their past.

It is opening your heart.  It is accepting a child into your life so fully that you can barely recall what life was like before they came.  It is being mindful of  each and every need that they may have that you have never encountered before and figuring out how to best meet it. 

It can be rocking a screaming child in the middle of the night and not knowing how to calm them.  It can also be teaching them things they should already know.  It is giving them the best you can give for the short time you have them.  It is being willing to give your heart and yourself and then to let go.

I encounter so many people who tell me that they could never do what we do.  They could never take a foster child in only to let them go again.  The first times I heard this I felt a little offended.  Are they saying that I am cold-hearted?  Or are they saying I am stronger then they are?  Either way I don't think they meant it as an insult to me and it really doesn't really matter.

Having a foster child isn't about me or my feelings and what I can or can not do.  (although right now it is meeting my baby fix and I love working with kids!) It is about the child.  It is about taking care of God's creation.  It is about all that I have and all that I can give to others.  That is what I try to focus on.

We love this little one.  We treat him as our own and it will be hard to say good-bye.  We prepare the kids for that day even though we don't know when it will come.  Nothing about this is easy.  It isn't easy for him and it isn't easy for us, but who said life would be easy?  Wouldn't it be great if it were easy?  If it were, less children would be on the streets without homes! 

In my life I have found that doing the right thing always seems to be the hardest thing to do.


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