Why is it that people can come back from an exhausting mission trip and tell you it was one of the best experiences of their life? It has to be more than the beautiful scenery, or else everyone who comes back from a cruise would have the same glow. No, there’s got to be something more to the story.
Kids can smell hollow religiousity from a mile away. I’m glad they can. Such a shallow picture of relating to God is never what He had in mind. They are aching for so much more. You can show them what it looks like.
I knew this day would come. From the first day we thought about fostering kids, I wondered what it would be like to love a child for a certain period of time, and then say goodbye to them at some point. This past weekend, saying goodbye became a reality.
“How did you make the decision to do this?”
This is the question I hear the most from people when they find out we foster kids. Most of the time, it is well-meaning people who are agonizing whether or not fostering/adoption is for them.