Over the past couple of months we have run the gauntlet through foster care training.
Endless interviews. Delving into areas that you'd rather forget. Into boxes you don't wish to reopen.
Inspections...
Training....
Yesterday marked the second last session until we are fully qualified foster parents.
It was a training session. A heavy training session. I am still wearing the cloak of sadness I felt after hearing what some children have to deal with.
I was so blessed...
(Thank you Mum & Dad)
My children are so blessed...
Tears fall for the little ones who are going through this right now.
You cannot imagine.
I could not imagine...
We are entering a phase of parenting that we have no idea about. While our agency tries hard to support & guide, parenting someone else's child is never easy. Parenting within very strict guidelines is difficult. Hoping your own children are mature enough to cope, to share you, to love when the child is unlovable....
I am under no illusions....
Fostering is going to be one of the hardest things we will ever do.
But
We are future builders, we are forward thinkers & we have a blessed role to play in the life of children.
I've never been one to shy away because things aren't easy.
May I never loose sight of why we are doing this.
Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.
James 1:27
Contemplative today....
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