Well I guess I could change my mind, but I’m not. What I have been waiting for, praying for, and have felt called to do has now happened. I was called last Thursday from Catholic Charities to take a kid into my home, not just one, but two kids. (If you have no clue what I am talking about, I am licensed by Catholic Charities to do foster care for unaccompanied refugee minors. Here’s a synopsis of how it all went the call and me saying yes.
Thursday afternoon I was at school and I got a phone call from the recruiter at CC and was able to call her back about 2:00 and have the conversation. She told me they had just gotten a referral they wanted to offer to me. (The funny thing, a month before she had said they had not had a referral since Dec/Jan, she gave not indication that it would happen anytime soon, in fact, she seemed sure that it would not happen until the new year—there had just been a big slow down in any body coming over) The referral is for a 17 year old boy from Burma and 15 year old from Burma. (The funny thing about that part is that I had been told that I would be placed with girls and that boys were not an option. I really was fine with that, but I did not like the idea of being limited about with I could/would get.) She told me I needed to let her know by 4:30 that day. She told me some history about the two, sent me some information about both of them, and reiterated that she needed to today. The older boy is on a fast track to get here because of his age and will be coming within 3 weeks, the younger will probably come a little later—not exactly sure when. Well I quickly sent a text to some people who know that I am doing this asking for quick wisdom, talked it over with a couple of close co workers, and of course I said nervously said yes. I know that these two are not related, but that they are from the same people group. I assume that they do not know each other, but they could. Their history is very different. Both of their lives have been challenging and traumatic in their own way.
There are a bazillion things going through my mind. I’m excited, nervous, anxious, feeling completely inadequate, afraid, wondering if I have totally lost my mind, apprehensive, ect, ect.
This process has taken longer than I have thought it would. There have been times where I have been discouraged with it. My continual prayer though has been that God would be preparing my heart and the hearts of the child/children that would be become a part of my home and that they would come in his perfect timing.
Some specific things that you can pray for that are in my thoughts currently are just the logistics of having the kid. School in particular. There are some options, I live in Denton and work in Lewisville ISD. Like I said the logistics of it all. Within three weeks there should be this kid with me. He will need basic necessities, clothing, ect. Most likely he will come with one bag of something---maybe. I will try and keep you guys updated with this crazy adventure that I am about to partake in.
Thank you in advance for your prayers.
