Sometimes good, sometimes bad. Sometimes planned, sometimes unexpected. Sometimes what you wanted, sometimes not.
Our household changed again a couple of months ago. It has taken me this long to want to write about it. I don't really want to write about it now, but I will because I know that it is important to be honest and real about the joy AND the heartache of foster care and adoption.
Things did not work out the way we hoped with John and he has moved on to another foster family. It was heartbreaking for me. I had such hopes and dreams for John and for the family that we could become. I thought these dreams were all gone.
But, I serve a big God and I know that He has plans and dreams for John, too. And He has so much more power and love than I do. He does not need me to accomplish those dreams for John.
He also has plans for us as a family. It may not be as a foster family. We may not adopt any more children. We may adopt several more. I have no idea. I do know that I am glad we were obedient to God's direction for us. Even though it was hard and painful, I will do it all again if He asks me to.