This morning, we found out our 3 yr-old foster son, “Buddy” (as we call him in the social media world) is now officially an orphan. The social system has terminated the rights of his birth mother and he is now up for adoption. There is actually a great deal involved in this process – one being the fact that he is Native, and they have a system of their own. Many Native children get lost in this process. I can’t even begin to think of the possibilities of what would happen to him if there are no family members willing to adopt him, which is the case as of now.
I have been praying for the last hour, while watching this show, that God will help me to trust Him. And honestly, it’s not as much about trusting Him to take care of Buddy as it is trusting Him if, in fact, it’s His plan to use us to do that! That thought is a bit challenging to my mind and heart right now.
Brent and I have talked about adoption for a few years now. We even started fostering because of what we believed to be obedience to God in this area of our lives. After looking into adoption and the costs involved, we were overwhelmed with it all. Through a friend’s encouragement and their own family’s journey of fostering, we began to believe that fostering was the next thing we could do to serve orphans.
(Big, deep breath) So why am I doubting tonight what I have come to know about God? That He is able … to empower me … to accomplish His purposes. I’m not sure. But I know this: that again tonight I will be singing an all-too-familiar song in my life.