I’m happy to be at Satisfaction Through Christ today, writing about a subject that’s very dear to my heart. I’m offering an honest and personal look at foster parenting, based on our own family’s experience. Here’s an excerpt:
“We didn’t realize it at the time, but when my husband and I began to consider foster parenting, we may have had an slight “savior complex” going on. Ahem.
We knew there would be sacrifices involved. But we counted them worthwhile as we anticipated swooping into places where children were being severely abused and callously neglected, scooping them up into our arms and whisking them away to a safe and happy place, our superhero capes fluttering behind us in the breeze as we dashed back to the security and comfort of our home.
The children. It was about helping children. We wanted abused kids to be safe. We wanted hungry kids to be fed. We wanted dirty kids to be clean. We wanted hurt kids to be healed. We wanted sad kids to be happy. We wanted lonely kids to feel belonging.
And we still want those things.
But not quite in the same way we used to…”