Her words had me pinned against the pantry door in the kitchen. She screamed and called me bipolar and a brat, and then in a high-pitch shriek said that she never speaks to me because she does not want a relationship with us and that she's counting down the days until she leaves. There was more, but I couldn't make it out between her sobs and my shock.
It hasn't been an easy road with this little one. I understand the distancing. It's a defense mechanism and I don't blame her for it. She's traveled this road before.
He promises me that He's already where I'm going. He's here, but He's there waiting for me in the future, too. Whether I feel the grief or the glory, I will know the goodness of God because Jesus stands in the place where I am going.
My word, there are so many of us out here. We are those who wait and long and wonder and hope. Along the way we have learned that if we alienate ourselves from each other our path leads to bitterness, but we know that's not who we are or who we were created to be, and so after I posted my last blog, you reached out and whispered, "me too."
The two years of infertility is a mystery for the most part. Fertility Doctor Rhee can't explain it and neither can I, so I prayed to God, who didn't plan it but certainly allowed it, "I know you're up to something with this. Please don't let me miss it."
25% of kids in foster care will experience PTSD, 20% will experience homelessness, and half will be unemployed by the time they are 25 years old. And I've looked into their eyes as I've tucked them in at night and I've witnessed firsthand the distress.
They're aware of their own fragility and vulnerability.
And there had been times I'd say to myself, hmm, someone should really do something about the foster care crisis in America. And I'm someone, so I decided I could be the someone who does something.
My word. This Jesus-following life is so dangerously empowering.
This is what happens when sheep are without a Shepherd: the harvest is plenty (week 3 of 5)
My hope is that these words will calm your spirit and that we can go out into an angry and anxious world and bring joy, peace, hope, and love to a place that feels fractured. Jesus will use us as His grace-bringers and hurt-healers.
When we meet the broken around us with grace upon grace- undeserved and unrelenting favor- we bring the Kingdom. There's no higher purpose than this. Amen my friend.
You and I, we are so connected. There is a path that will lead me from my driveway directly to yours. Therefore I am my sister's keeper and she is mine. Accountable to take care of each other until the day we must give an account of how well we took care of each other.