We’re doing foster to adopt to grow our family. It’s not because we can’t have bio kids, at least not that we know. But it’s something I’ve wanted for at least 5 years, and considering for over 10. I know James 1:28 hit me at just the right moment that it just stuck. Working with kids always gave me a heart for the more challenging ones. I’ve always liked a challenge. And I know on some level I don’t really know what I’m talking about.
But I know my heart. And thankfully I have a husband that has learned to share it. I keep waiting and offering him to change his mind, but he keeps jumping further down the rabbit hole with me. We have a dream of an annoyingly large family. Full of kids who need forever families, the modern orphans who have lost their bio families and need a forever one. I know reunification is the goal for kids. But I also look every week at the pages and pages of kids who are orphans. They don’t live in permanent homes or have rooms that are forever there’s or know they belong forever to the family they are living with and hope day after day that someone will come for them and make them forever theirs.
I can do for one or 2 or 3 of those kids what I wish I could do for all of them. And that desire is so big it pushes out any desire to be pregnant and have bio kids. It’s not that I don’t want bio kids. It’s that my heart breaks for our modern orphan so much that it outweighs any desire for a traditional family.
I’ve always marched to my own drummer. This is the next song in the playbook.
