Yesterday, I was cleaning off my dresser, and I almost threw away a piece of newspaper… I thought it was so weird that I had newspaper on my dresser, since I never, ever read the paper (it’s for food sales lol!). I glanced at the article it was folded open to, and my heart jumped in my throat. It was the article about the foster parent shortage in Idaho. <\/p>\n
See… I’ve been trying to get back home to Arizona. I haven’t been happy here in Idaho, and I miss my family more than most people can understand (my mom was abusive, then left when I was 17, and my youngest sibling of the 5 of us was only 3 years old. We are closer than pretty much any family I’ve ever known). But the problem with my unhappiness wasn’t because I was in the wrong place. It wasn’t my husband, or my surroundings, or the lack of my family. It was because I was no longer seeking God’s will…I just wanted what I wanted.<\/p>\n
So, a couple months ago, God told me we were supposed to stay here in Idaho, at least for a few years. I wasn’t excited about it, but at the same time, there was a peace, because I knew I was now following God’s plan, and there is so much safety in that! It doesn’t mean it will be peachy, but it is the safest place to be. <\/p>\n
Shortly after that, a coworker who knows I have a heart for fostering and adoption asked if I’d seen the article in the paper… remember how I don’t read the paper? ?<\/p>\n
So I went home and read it… and God deepened the desire in my heart to be a foster parent. Keep in mind, although I wanted to adopt, I used to swear I would never foster. Adoption would be heartbreak enough, I knew…the process could end up destroying me. I get way too attached, but I knew I wanted to adopt. But fostering? There’s no way I could do that. That’s WAY too much heartbreak. <\/p>\n
Yet…God began working on my heart, and somewhere along the line, I began to have the desire to foster. Not just to adopt, but to also be a regular foster home. And God laid that desire on my husband’s heart as well.<\/p>\n
Recently, God told me we would also have a foster ministry, helping other foster families. I have no idea of the specifics yet, but I know he will reveal them in the right time. This is both exciting and scary.? <\/b>I mean, I’m not even equipped to foster kids myself, how can I minister to other families?? <\/p>\n
Well, I had been feeling discouraged, because at every turn, it seems like fostering is more distant. Everything is against us…time, finances, a house that desperately needs repairs before kids can be in it, and the list goes on… ?<\/p>\n
But when I read that article, I knew God was reminding me of the dream he planted in my heart. His timing is perfect, I just need to trust. <\/p>\n
So I went and laminated the article and put it on our hearts’ desires board to pray over, and stuck a copy in my planner to remind me that God is faithful. <\/p>\n
And now I know why God had me get sidetracked with cleaning off my dresser, when my plan had been to finish cleaning the bathroom. \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Yesterday, I was cleaning off my dresser, and I almost threw away a piece of newspaper… I thought it was so weird that I had newspaper on my dresser, since I never, ever read the paper (it’s for food sales lol!). I glanced at the article it was folded open to, and my heart jumped … <\/p>\n