When people talk about loving adopted or foster children as their own, I always assumed that they were right but now I am living it and I'll tell you, I can't imagine loving this guy more than I do. Yet, each day I fall more in love.
This love is a conflicted love. Love wants to be around the person loved yet my love for Dare Bear may require losing him. Letting him go would be the loving thing to do. This is what foster care is, to love and lose. We knew this going in but now, as I look on his lovable face, it is personal. And I cry!
So I turn to the cross.
In Dare Bear's room there is a crucifix. I stare at it as I bounce and sway Dare Bear to sleep. Love requires losing. I am convinced that God wants us to be foster parents. I am convinced that God meant for us to be Dare Bear's foster parents. So I surrender.
If You call me TO it, you'll give me the strength to DO it!
I rely on you, Lord. And I cry!
Jesus, I trust in You!