Proverbs 16:9 In their hearts humans plan their course, but the Lord establishes their steps.
God’s the one that sets the direction for peoples’ lives. We may just be an instrument used until that door opens for them to walk through to their destiny.
I was set back when our foster kids were suddenly taken from my home. It wasn’t because they were mistreated or abused. It was because we showed them too much love.
Then I remembered the story of Moses and how his mother must have felt when she had to release him to the world, trusting him in God’s hands.
These foster kids aren’t our children but God’s the father to the orphans.
Psalm 68:5 A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling.
Who am I to question God about his plans for their lives?
I’m an aging woman that’s not getting any younger.
That had spent the last five years of her life taking care of other peoples’ kids. Why should I carry the burdens of the world? These kids have been uprooted before feeling the sudden shock and awe. Not knowing what tomorrow’s going to bring with their personal possessions tossed to the wind. Or possibly placed in a crooked foster parent’s hands where she sales anything of value to pocket the money. No, that doesn’t happen in the therapeutic foster care system. I would be too naïve to believe that life’s fair. Why should I be concerned about children that are tossed into the system and moved from home to home? Why should I be concerned about a system that is rigged against children so they grow up to propagate the system?
These kids don’t have a say where they want to live or what they think is best for them. They’ve already been pre-labeled as mentally damaged children that need to be medicated and sedated to get through life. They may never share in the experience of a slumber party or sleepover. They may never be able to participate in outdoor activities such as football games, or basketball games. They may never get the opportunity to share in a life changing experience such as church camp. But, they will have nightmares at night, but you’re not allowed to go into their room and hold them and comfort them to reassure them that everything’s going to be all right!
No, you can stand at the door like a cold natured self- centered person and say get over it things happen, move on. God forbid if you should show any emotion or cry with them. You’re just a babysitter assigned by the state to show no compassion. I had my kids tell me over and over. I just want to have a normal life like other kids. I just want to be able to go to a football games and cheer for my school. Why can’t I be like other kids? We’d have to tell them that you only get that privilege after adoption.
After you get adopted you get all kinds of privileges. Please adopt me they would beg, so I can stay all night with my best friend. I’ve been in the system for four years and I’ve never got to have a sleepover or spend the night with anyone.
But in their minds they let their souls travel letting loose becoming the world’s best gymnast or concert pianist. Where imaginations have no boundaries, they get confused with fact or fiction. Because it’s their imaginations that keep them alive, that let them wander. That keeps them going.
And when they’re set loose they flourish like a bird being set loose from a cage. They become the best. This is how I know wherever God sends them one day their voices will be known. Because just like Moses’ mom, I know they’re in God’s hands.
Exodus 2:2 and she became pregnant and gave birth to a son. When she saw that he was a fine child, she hid him for three months. 3 But when she could hide him no longer, she got a papyrus basket for him and coated it with tar and pitch. Then she placed the child in it and put it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile. 4 His sister stood at a distance to see what would happen to him. 5 Then Pharaoh’s daughter went down to the Nile to bathe, and her attendants were walking along the riverbank. She saw the basket among the reeds and sent her female slave to get it. 6 She opened it and saw the baby. He was crying, and she felt sorry for him. “This is one of the Hebrew babies,” she said. 7 Then his sister asked Pharaoh’s daughter, “Shall I go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?” 8 “Yes, go,” she answered. So the girl went and got the baby’s mother. 9 Pharaoh’s daughter said to her, “Take this baby and nurse him for me, and I will pay you.” So the woman took the baby and nursed him. 10 When the child grew older, she took him to Pharaoh’s daughter and he became her son. She named him Moses, saying, “I drew him out of the water.”
Go, my child into God's arms and never forget the mother that taught you, and loved you!
Luke 18:16 But Jesus called the children to him and said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. 17 Truly I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.”
John 10:29 My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all ; no one can snatch them out of my Father’s hand. 30 I and the Father are one.”