A couple nights ago, I wrote this:
Tonight I have peace. God’s peace. I’ve spent the last hour looking through pictures of our previous foster kids. Of the day they arrived in our home. Seeing them grow and learn. A video of a 2.5 year old completing her first puzzle and saying “Mommy I did it!”. Pictures of our current precious baby boy the day he came home from the hospital with us. Seeing him grow, sitting up, rolling over, eating food. Then, I saw a picture of the birth mom of our first girls at the hospital when we took one of them for heart surgery. I remember how scared she was with her daughter’s upcoming surgery. How much she loved those girls. Then I think about Little Bear’s mom and how much she loves him. How scared she is right now.
This foster care ministry is so much bigger than I am. This goes way beyond me. It’s for “the least of these”.
"The King will reply, ‘I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.’” ~ Matthew 25:40
Tonight, I stepped outside into the cool, night air and glanced up. I saw an amazing sight. A sky so full of stars that I couldn’t count them. That’s unusual in our backyard. City lights often make it almost impossible to see the stars. Tonight, I was reminded of God telling Abraham that his descendants would be as numerous as the stars in the sky. I realize that I have the opportunity to touch so many lives by being a foster mom. Some for a moment, some for a while, and some forever. Those lives will touch other lives.
God’s giving me a sign. A peace. Just like He did when our first 2 little girls left. Only this was a different sign than the one I received before. Unique, just like each of these kids. He made the stars and he knows them by name. By NAME! Can you imagine knowing the names of each and every star without having to look them up? I think about my grandmother and how she used to go through every name in our family just trying to call us by the right name sometimes and there weren’t that many of us. Our Father knows each and every one of us by name.
God made Little Bear and knows him by name, so I can trust that He will take care of him. He knows where this baby is going, and He’s prepared a place for him.