Changes

I have ALWAYS wanted to be a foster parent.  The thought of precious kids with no one to love them breaks my heart.   Long before we had kids I would casually mention it to Ty from time to time.  His response…No way.  Don’t get me wrong.  It’s not that he doesn’t feel bad for kids in bad situations.  For 1:  He couldn’t stand the thought of sending one back to a horrible situation and 2:  He only wanted kids of our own.  Years went by and it wasn’t mentioned much.  Until the last year or so.  He still had the same response.  It was so heavy on my heart that I knew we were supposed to embark on this journey.  I began praying that God would either take the desire away from me or change Ty’s heart.  One day last summer he came to me and said “I think we need to check into fostering.”  I immediately had that butterflies in the stomach, over the moon feeling.  A prayer answered.   We put our application in (just to get some more information) last September and waited.  And waited.  And waited.  After a few phone calls, we had a case worker.  Yet again, she would never return messages.  We thought it just wasn’t the right time so we prayed that when God was ready, he would have someone get in contact with us.  Two days later we received a phone call!  I know I’m probably seeming VERY IMPATIENT, but I hate the unknown.  I’m a planner and I wanted to at least know when the classes would be starting.  As of now, we are looking at March before we can even start the process.  But we’re okay with that!  We want Madox to be at least a year old.  Just getting through the whole application/home study process will be comforting.  Right now, we only want to add 1 more to our zoo, but if you know me, I could never turn a child down!  God knows the plans he has for our family, and all we can do is Trust and Obey.  He won’t give us anything we can’t handle!  And since no post is complete without a picture….here is our sweet Madox!

 

Holli