I've
been living and working in Manhattan for about two months now. I would say the
honeymoon period in my job and in moving to a new(ish) place has about worn
off. And I still love it just as much.
My job is harder, emotionally, for me than I thought
it would be. I was happy that I wasn't working with birth parents so that I
wouldn't have to interact with that level of brokenness/terrible decision-making
that gets your kids taken away from you. I thought I would be shielded from
having to think about that reality very much. But the truth is, the foster care
system is a beast.
It's hard to sit and talk with a 17 year old foster
child who is so tired of being in the system that when she turns 18, she just
wants to be done - even though she hasn't finished high school, doesn't have a
job, and truly doesn't have the skills to make it on her own. To sit across
from her and tell her, "Yes, the system sucks. I'm not saying that it
doesn't and I'm not saying that you're wrong to feel that way. But you are not
ready. You've got to stick it out because you're not doing what you need to do
to be ready to leave when you're 18." To try to communicate that it's not
that I think she won't be successful ever, but that she won't be successful
now. To watch tears stream down her face because she's been in the system for
12 years and was never adopted.
It's hard to visit with two little girls who tell you,
"I know the judge says we can't live with our mom, but why can't we live
with our dad? Why isn't our big sister living with us too? We just want to go
home." To not be able to tell them when they might be able to go home or
who they might be able to live with. To try to help them understand that
everyone just wants them to be safe.
It's hard to recommend that a child be removed from a
foster home because, even though the foster parents have the best intentions,
they are unequipped to handle the level of behaviors and mental illness a child
displays because of what an
adult has done to her. And now another family has to give up on on her and
again she gets the message that she is unloveable.
My job is full of hard things. I understand why the
turnover rate in child welfare is so high. But I also have hope. I have hope
that Jesus will make all things right, whether here in this life or in the
next. That his heart breaks for these orphans.
I know that his heart breaks because Scripture is full
of commands to His people to take care of the widows and the orphans. Friends,
these are the orphans in our community. Jesus wants us to take care of them.
I'm not saying that everybody needs to become a foster parent - it's a big
commitment with a lot of reward and a lot of hardship. But do pray about it.
And if you can’t be a foster parent, find another way to take care of the
orphans in our midst. Support a
foster parent. It is a hard job, you guys. Foster Parent need people who are
understanding and sympathetic to vent to or give them a break. Get your church
involved in raising money to buy care packages for kids in foster care, to buy
gift cards so they can get new clothes, Christmas present to help ease the load
for foster parents. Volunteer to drive your friends’ foster child to appointments,
or watch the rest of the kids so they can do it. I guess what I’m trying to
say, is pray about how God wants you involved in the lives of orphans in your
community. Because He does. It’s not about guilt or adding to your already
over-crowded schedule. Have a conversation with Jesus about what He wants from
you. And if you need practical advice, let me know. J
I
know that Jesus’ heart breaks for these foster kids. That he loves them with
the love of a Father and a Mother and that he is filled with anger at the
injustice that has been done to them. He is the Healer and will make all things
new. And He uses His people in that process – we get to be a part of the
redemptive work that Jesus is doing in the world. Isn’t that incredible?
May we
be ready for His call.
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