I’m not scared of poop.

I’m not excited about it, exactly, but I’m not scared of it, either.

I’m not scared of snotty noses, or tantrums, or messes, broken dishes, broken other stuff.

I’m a little scared of sleepless nights, but nothing insurmountable.

I’m not scared of incessant wailing, grating on the ends of your nerves.

I’m not scared of food battles, or kids that are (as Rachel says) too “hangry” to do anything but cry.

I’m a little scared of Dora, and other terrible children’s shows/music, but again, we will persevere.

I’m not *too* scared of sick days, fevers, coughs, even the really worrisome stuff.

I’m not scared of finding half-eaten disgusting things hanging out of a kid’s mouth.

I’m even not scared of ‘You’re not my mom.’

I’m not scared of Legos and cars jammed into the bottom of my feet in the night, or sour milk smell in the car, or cracker crumbs…. everywhere.

I am, however, scared, proper scared, of nights/days/weeks when it all seems pointless.

– – – – –

True and faultless religion is this, to care for the widows and orphans in their distress.

Whatever you have done for the least of these, you have done for me.

A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another. By this all people will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.

He judged the cause of the poor and needy; then it was well. Is not this to know me? declares the Lord.

Learn to do good; seek justice, correct oppression; bring justice to the fatherless, plead the widow’s cause.

He has shown you what is good. And what does he require of you? To act justly, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with your God.

Consider it pure joy when you face trials of many kinds, because you know that testing of your faith produces perseverance… so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking in anything.


Posted in Fostering, Posts by Abbey

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