When my caller ID showed Bair yesterday afternoon I assumed it was some sort of follow-up on T's paperwork (as in...I'd made some sort of mistake), so imagine my surprise when another case worker asked me if we could take Z for the weekend!
Z is a 6 year old boy in care here in West Ashley whose foster mom is going on her once yearly trip with her girlfriends. In foster care, you cannot have friends/family watch your children unless they have gone through the process of being approved, so kids go to respite in these situations.
My first instinct was to say, "no." After all, we had dropped T off less than a day before! Then it occurred to me that though our family is small, we manage to fill up virtually every weekend, so since we had the availability this weekend...
Thankfully upon texting Jason, he felt exactly the same way. There are no words for how grateful I am that moment by moment we have been on the very same page ever since May. We definitely reached the ultimate decision to foster at different paces, and I was actually struggling with that difference last Spring. Then one evening we went to an event at the James Island Yacht Club with some friends and ran into a couple from church.
Once we learned that they had just come back from cruising the great loop (Jason's dream), we were fast friends, and through the course of conversation I shared my desire to be on the same page. She prayed for that very thing at that very moment amidst all the hubbub of the yacht club, and ever since Jason and I have been right in step. It's amazing!
So, yesterday's phone call is where the rubber met the road for both of us. We had to decide if we were really committed to being obedient and walking the walk or if we were going to let ourselves rest on one good weekend. And honestly, for me at least, it wasn't an easy decision. Forty-eight hours is a quicker turnaround than I had ever expected...or wanted.
But in God's great plan, he gave us T who slept on top of the comforter under a blanket all last weekend (no idea why...but I don't have to change the sheets! woohoo!), so it's more than doable.
Z should arrive this evening around 4:30 and we get to keep him until Tuesday morning. Having two six year olds for six days is definitely going to be an experience, and I'm trying not to dread it. I've realized recently that that is one of my greatest sins. In order to set myself up to not be disappointed, I assume things are going to go badly, then I can pat myself on the back when they don't. Oh ME of little faith!
Z has been in foster care for years and landed there due to neglect, unlike T who was only 2 weeks in and landed there due to teenage angst.
Z is 6, T is 16.
Z will have to go to school, T stayed during the flood.
It will be a
vastly different weekend, but I trust that God's plan is still perfect, and His blessing will be just as great -- albeit different.
For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works,
which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.
(Ephesians 2:10)