Our foster sons can be difficult.
Some days the one can be down right mean.
Often I am left to rely on strength from God to get from
one moment to the next because I just don't have it in me.
Rarely I wonder what have I gotten myself into.
Then I am blessed by a moment like I just had.
I tucked the boys into bed and usually I pray with them. Tonight I am
not feeling well and said, "How about you boys pray tonight instead?"
"Ok", they replied.
Jack went first,
"Thank you God for today. Thank you that we have clothes
and food. Thank you for our Mom and Dad (he meant us) and thank you
that you didn't have us go round and round and round and round and round
to live in more houses."
"Thank you God that we die, that we go to God, that we have clothes
and Dad a job for money to buy food and thank you for Mom and Dad."
What a nice way to end our day together.
Thank you Lord for the blessing of giving these brothers a home. Help us to cover them
with more than just clothes on the outside but with a covering of love from you and to fill
them with more than just food for the inside but with the bread and water that you are!