Called to Foster Care
Our Personal Testimony
Foster Care is a big responsibility and not for the faint of
heart. It is not something that we can do on a whim or even something that we can do of our own strength. JD and I truly believe that foster care is a
calling from God placed on our lives and our hearts. My dad said it best….we did not choose to be foster parents, we were chosen
to be foster parents, and we are honored.
This journey began long before we knew. "Before
I formed you in the womb, I knew you. Before you were born, I set you apart for
my holy purpose. I appointed you…” Jeremiah 1:5. However, JD and I were brought in on the plan
a few years ago. Here is how it
happened:
We were
married in October, 2000. Like most
newlywed couples, we talked about having children one day. We planned for it, we looked forward to it,
we tried….and tried…and tried…. All to no avail. Several years passed and we finally began to
accept the harsh reality that we would probably never have (biological)
children of our own. It was a horribly
painful experience, but so private and filled with feelings of guilt and shame
that I felt uncomfortable sharing it with anyone except JD. For years, I had pondered how you can miss
someone so badly that you have never even met, but now not only was I missing
them, I was actually mourning over them.
I had experienced the heart-wrenching pain of losing a loved one all too
often, and this was no different.
2008 - It all
hit me at once, like a freight train, one night. Waves of excruciating pain swept over me from
the inside out. My knees buckled under
me. I collapsed in the floor, clutching
my heart and sobbing, the outside world completely obliterated, feeling like
someone had literally reached into me and ripped my soul in two. Not only can you miss someone you have never
met, but you can mourn their loss as well, and it is every bit as real as
mourning the loss of a loved one who has lived.
Oct. 2011- After
some mourning and healing time, we began to consider adoption. We talked to private and non-profit adoption
agencies and international adoption ministries and quickly learned how ‘out of
reach’ that option would be. Starting
costs, $25,000, and it goes up from there. Well, that was not for us, but we left still believing, "Maybe someday...."
Shortly after, we began to consider adoption
through foster care. We attended an orientation and left very discouraged. We were told that we would probably foster
thousands of children before ever getting an opportunity to adopt and when and
if we were ever able to adopt, it would be a teenage child with several mental,
emotional, and probably physical disabilities requiring special treatment the
rest of their lives. That was not for us
either. Again, it was clear to us that
we were in the wrong place.
Nov. 2011 – I had never met a real, live prophet of God before, but we had a guest speaker at work, Doug Roberts, a man with the gift of prophesy. JD and I attended together. Among other things, this man kept saying directly to me, "people will come to your house for help". I felt a bit like Mary when the Bible says she took the gift of the wise men and "pondered them in her heart". Gold and oils and embalming spices? Not typical baby gifts. She must have not completely understood, but knew that one day she would. Well, I "pondered" these words in my heart. I saved an audio recording of the prophecy and thought about it often, though I never really understood it. I knew it was special and meaningful that I would understand it someday.
May, 2012 –
God began to lay on my heart to reconsider foster care. Needless to say, after our previous
experience, I was less than enthusiastic. We already tried that. It didn’t work, but God kept gently prodding
and finally, and a little reluctantly, I mentioned it to JD. As I expected, he looked at me as if I had
lost my mind. “We tried that already” he
reminded me. “It didn’t work”. My
reply surprised both of us. “I think we need to reconsider foster care, not for the possibility of
adoption, but for the sake of foster care; To help the kids and families, not for us”. Those words were straight from God because I
had never even thought about it that way before. JD must have sensed where this advice was
coming from and agreed to go with me to another orientation.
Another
couple in the orientation stated that it was their second orientation as well
and this time was much better. More
encouraging…more positive. They were in
our first orientation with us. We
concurred, as did several other couples. The social worker explained that
CYFD had changed some of their policies and procedures. They now do concurrent planning, so that
adoption is a greater possibility. They
have a need for foster care for infants and preschoolers, not just teens. Of course all the children in foster care have experienced trauma, that is why they are there, but the "hard cases" require extra training. We would start out doing what they call ‘basic foster care’. We left our second
orientation encouraged and excited about fostering. Not
adopting, but fostering; ministering to children and their families who need
our help, knowing the entire time that the goal was for the child to return to
their biological family. Yes, that would
be emotionally hard for us to see, but that is the goal and would make room for
us to help another child and their family.
Eventually, an adoption possibility might open up for us, and if it does,
we will seriously consider it at that time, but until then, our goal is to
help these children and families until they can be reunited. “People coming to my house for help”. I began to more fully understand my
prophesy.
It was around this time that God began revealing to me perhaps the reason that JD and I are unable to have children of own is because the child who really needs us is already out there somewhere.
We are waiting for you, little one.