round and round and round we go

Where this merry-go-round stops, nobody knows.

The irony of my word for the year...IMPERFECT.

That is the anthem of my motherhood.  I am so so very far from anything resembling perfect.  But yet the Lord has entrusted me with six of his children.

Thank God He loves them perfectly.   I am merely the (imperfect) handmaid of the Lord.

The challenge of foster parenting is to love without measure.   To love without certainty of the future.  To love them as much as you can, for as long as you can.  And sometimes you are called to love them forever.

Please pray for a very important meeting scheduled for Wednesday at 10am.

We are praying with vigor for the boys this New Year.   Thy will be done.  Let them land where they are meant to stay.