Sunday, January 21, 2018

Foster Care - My Story

“But to lose one’s life for another I’ve heard, is a good place to begin….”[1]

I don’t know what I expected when we answered the call to Foster Care, I’m sure I expected to bring in a child and to love that child no matter what, to provide for the child’s  needs, and to give a home and security to a child who may have never felt safe. Foster Care is that a so much more; and definitely not what I expected.

The work these families do is full of unbelievable difficulties and unspeakable joys. On a daily basis they carry both the weight of brokenness and the hope of redemption on their shoulders and in their hearts. They live, breathe, cry and walk out the Gospel in the vulnerable lives of these young kids while exposing their marriages, their children and their community of friends to a warfare unlike any other. It is a calling - a hard, beautiful, worthwhile calling.”[2]

That quote pretty much sums it up…yes, there are so many things that are difficult. When you bring a child into a home with new rules (or just the fact there are rules), new people, new school, new expectations you are bound to have some difficult moments. It can be equated to culture shock to the child who has lived a life with no boundaries or expectations. It is possible the child has come from a home where they raised themselves or their siblings because the adults around them couldn’t, or wouldn’t. It takes time, lots of time, to get a child to trust, to let down their guard, to feel safe, to be loved and to return that love. Many of these kids are used to being given up on quickly, or never getting a chance in the first place. None of this, or the behaviors that stem from them coming from hard places, is easy to deal with. However, despite the struggles joy can be found.

To be able to see a child learn, change, and grow in your home is a beautiful thing. Seeing them proud about overcoming a pattern of behavior they had learned, or thriving in school because they have the support they have needed all along, is such a joy. Watching them make a right choice after weeks and months of poor choices is such an encouraging moment. Two steps back but one step forward, always note the progress, the successes, the breakthroughs; they are there if you are watching. I have considered it a privilege to see the delight in their eyes on being taken to the zoo for the first time, or carving a pumpkin, or attending a circus. Many of them don’t get to enjoy the pleasures of childhood that we all grew up with because they are busy caring for their parents, themselves, or siblings. How I love to share experiences with them, as simple as playing a game with them or taking them on a fun outing. In those times we get to see the potential of these kids and we get to see what can be done with love, consistency, and time. Sometimes these little glimpses of hope only come in tiny fragments, but they come, and that is what keeps us going.

It is hard to explain the emotional exhaustion you feel taking care of kids that have come from hard places. As the quote above says “on a daily basis they carry both the weight of brokenness and the hope of redemption on their shoulders and in their hearts.” The weight can be so heavy at times. These kids are hurting. You want to be able to make it right but you can’t. You want to take away the pain they feel from choices others have made, that have affected them greatly, but you can’t. However, you can love them through it all, let them cry, let them be angry, let them express their emotions and then teach them how to express those emotions in a way that is helpful and not harmful. Give them hope that they can get through this. Show them you love them no matter what behaviors they are demonstrating. Let them see that you are there for them through it all, the good and the bad. Offer them the love they may have never seen before, an unconditional love.  This love “keeps no record of wrong”[3], this can be challenging when you have a child that will hurl insults and use their words for hurt, but you must remember “hurt people, hurt people”[4] and they just need a chance to feel love, despite the hurt.

Something else I did not realize is the impact it would have not just on me, but on my kids, my church, my friends, the school, and even my current lifestyle. Choices our children have made have negatively affected those around us. Seeing them make choices that hurt my family and friends is harder than I expected.  However, I have seen these same people step up and forgive, encourage, and support us and the kids. Many have come along beside us and met needs we didn’t even know we needed met. Foster Care takes a team and I have had to learn to let others help me and not take full responsibility when things go wrong. If you can’t be a foster parent I encourage you find a way to support a foster child or parent in your community.

We have had to make a lot of changes in our house, in our schedule, and in our commitments as we have started foster care. We expected changes in our household but did not know the extent of these changes. We have had to make rules that probably don’t make sense to others, we have had to step back on responsibilities (take on less), and we have to be ready at any moment for a visit from a social worker, therapist, or any number of people. We have had to learn to not worry about what others think, but to do what we know is best for our family. It has made me realize not to be judgmental of situations around me because no one knows what really goes on in a house and in a family. You cannot knowo how hard people may be fighting to teach a child to make wise choices, to fit into society, in a classroom, and/or in a family.

So you may be reading this and thinking, okay, you are not convincing me that the positives out-weigh the negatives. We have had people over the last 15 months question why we stick with it. Well, I don’t know that there is an answer other than this is where we feel called to be. We see these kids need people who won’t give up on them. We also love because we have been given an unconditional love from God. “This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.” 1 John 4:9-11

If you want more information about foster care feel free to ask. Maybe it is something God will call you to. Also, I want to clarify that we are a level 2, therapeutic home, which means the kids they place with us usually need a bit more intervention and services (therapy, etc.). So our experience may be different than someone who is a level 1 home. You can decide what level of care you are capable of providing. If you can’t be a foster parent you can always provide respite for a family (respite care does require training and background checks), provide a meal, and definitely pray!



[1] Andrew Peterson, “Dancing in the Mine Fields”
[3] 1 Corinthians 13:5
[4] This quote is attributed to many people, I read it on a friend’s facebook post, I do not know its origin.