We are three weeks in to our foster/adopt support group. God is already doing big things. Sometimes I wonder why God called us to this lifestyle, and this group has encouraged, refreshed, and reminded me. If I really believe God is who He says He is, He will change this community. He will restore hope, here, for the 47 foster children, in the third grade alone. He will restore hope, here, for the investigator who grieves every time she sees a hopeless situation. He will restore hope, here, for the Body of Christ when they begin to serve this community.
Today, I had the privilege of speaking to a group of women at our church. I just shared our story and our vision. I left encouraged. Encouraged to continue on this journey of uplifting and equipping others. Wednesday, I get to do the same with a different group of women. Last week, I had the opportunity to meet with a lady, who has been hired by our community to recruit and train foster families. Our county was awarded a grant to do this. For years, we have worked, volunteered, and spoken outside of our community and never have we felt God’s hand in it like we do now. The difference, I believe, is the call for Christians to stand up and fulfill God’s purpose for their lives. The difference is having a church that will support us every step of the way.
We took a new placement two weeks ago. Almost a month, to the day, that we took our last temporary placement. It’s crazy how God keeps refreshing us and calling us back. This one is a spitfire! She’s spunky, bossy, cute and downright hilarious. A little breath of fresh air, but still traumatized. She’s been ripped apart from two siblings, whom she probably did a lot of caretaking for, even at the age of three. She’s grieving but she’s hopeful. She keeps asking, “Am I a baby here?” She’s really trying to figure out where she fits in. “Am I your momma now?” She’s trying to figure out if this is forever. And the occassional cussing, including some hardcore “F” bombs, shed some light on where she came from.
Some days I ask God why he didn’t make us content to just be normal. Like, why don’t we just have 2 kids, live in a normal community, both have normal jobs, go to normal activities (with all of our family), and serve a normal God at a normal church? Why didn’t He call us to just be ordinary, all the while believing in the same God, but just ordinary? And I am quickly reminded, that deep in the pit of my soul, I wouldn’t be content. I would be searching aimlessly, begging God to show me what my calling was. Once again, today, a lady said to me, “I wouldn’t be able to do anything temporary with a child. I’d fall too in love with them, and I just wouldn’t be able to do it.” I just replied, “You’re right, it’s not easy, and it doesn’t get any easier. We have loved and lost a lot and it never gets easier”.
If God is who He says He is, He will change this community.
Amanda is a Christ-follower, wife to Clint, and currently a mother to 7 children. Over the past 7 years, she has parented 27 children. She knows what it means to experience heartache through the loss of children she had hoped would stay forever, but also knows what it means to find her identity in Christ. Although her and her husband know that not everyone is called to foster or adopt, they strongly believe that everyone should play a role in this crisis. She feels like she is continuously reaping the blessings of committing to this lifestyle and wishes that everyone could experience it! Check out more from Amanda on her blog!