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Day One-Hundred and Two: God Does therefore We Do

There are seven files on a desk at our agency for children whose souls bear the weight of Satan’s crafty lies that there is no place for them in this world, lies that are harder to know are lies when hard pressed for foster homes able to say “yes.” I can’t tell you that you… Continue reading Day One-Hundred and Two: God Does therefore We Do


Day… What day is it? The number doesn’t even matter. It’s church day.

At Saturday’s end, I set out our clothes and wrestled a busy mind to sleep. Then came a Sunday that began with the stresses and messes of a restless heart. In the wake of our week of diving deeper into the system, I needed to know that the God of angel armies is indeed by… Continue reading Day… What day is it? The number doesn’t even matter. It’s church day.

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Day Fifty-Five: Hope-Filled Eyes and Goodbyes

Brave thought we were getting a burger and fries when he saw familiar faces in the window and looked up at me with the brightest eyes and a look that said, "Is this for real?" Like it was too good to be true. With eyes full of hope, she turned with her children and lead them… Continue reading Day Fifty-Five: Hope-Filled Eyes and Goodbyes

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Day Forty-Nine: I Cried a Little

"Which dessert?" "Oh! That's a pink one!" "Do you like this shirt?" "Oh yes, it's pink." "Pick a folder." *pink* Coming out of the mall after two hours and a roller coaster day before that, lying on her back in the shopping cart and every level of DONE, the view nearly took her breath away… Continue reading Day Forty-Nine: I Cried a Little

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Day Thirty-Four: I Could Never

Using a pre-set coffee pot as an alarm clock at the head of my bed and eating mac and cheese for dessert sometimes are "because I can" things. Foster care is not a "because I can" thing. Adveturer is fascinated by all things animals. Sweetpea has the gentlest spirit. Brave is an amazing big brother. Honeybee straight up refuses to… Continue reading Day Thirty-Four: I Could Never

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Day Seventeen: Psalm 63

Sitting with sleeping and almost sleeping Honeybee and Brave, recovering from a whirlwind day. They may or may not be here for a while, tomorrow we'll hopefully know. We can't really talk about that though, so let's talk about something else. Something that every last one of us needs or will need to some degree.… Continue reading Day Seventeen: Psalm 63

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Day Ten: Bye Bye, Sweetpea

Today was  this Foster momma's soft introduction to final goodbyes. Adventurer was technically my first goodbye, but she'll likely be back. Just here for a week on respite, little Sweetpea likely won't be. I'll miss her grunty little giggle most, but also her fascination with light and the way her sleepy head fit so perfectly… Continue reading Day Ten: Bye Bye, Sweetpea