I would like to think that we have a cozy home. The pile of blankets folded next to the couch cries to be cuddled in. Our lack of kitchen storage would lead you to believe we overflowith with enough food to sustain a Himalayan hiking crew. Our guest bed has the softest sheets I could find and all are welcome to enjoy them. Our little home swells with love every time our friends and family come inside, each time we feel more and more blessed. No matter how many people come, there is always room for more. We like it like that.
Before we were married, Q and I discussed opening our home to children in need, we wanted to be foster parents but weren’t quite sure when. There is much debate as to whether it is best to have biological (sometimes called “natural”) children first as to not disrupt birth order in the home. Some believe that mindset is archaic, that children adapt to their environment and are more flexible than psychologists of yesterday believed them to be. The one thing that every foster or adoptive parent has echoed is that the process is HARD, some days are more challenging than others, but every moment is worth it.
We initially wanted to foster out of the belief that it is our job to care for those that can’t care for themselves. Orphans, the elderly, widows, pups found on freeways… Those who cannot protect themselves deserve to be protected. It is such a sad situation when these “lesser thans” have become a ward or our state, pawned off to our drowning government, instead of becoming wards of the church. What better use of our time and resources than to care for those who need love most. We aren’t wealthy but we have enough. We have been blessed, it is our job to use what we have been given to bless others. I read this article today (http://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/congress-should-focus-on-interstate-rather-than-international-adoptions/2014/04/27/b0d3a196-c647-11e3-9f37-7ce307c56815_story.html ) that opened my eyes and broke my heart for those here in our own country that stay “in the system” for so long. There is such a need for family in our country, it has to start somewhere.
Unfortunately, we missed this week’s meeting cut off and will have to wait until July for our orientation meeting. We know we are starting a slow process, that is just fine with us, it gives us more time to pray and plan. Until then, we will just continue to be thankful for the amazing journey we are on, ain’t love grand?