Last weekend we had a bowling party for J's 9th birthday. He was so excited about having a few friends and family there to celebrate with him. And he is actually a pretty good bowler (better than Joseph, at least! Haha). I am so thankful to have the support that we have from our family - it has made a world of difference for us and for J. Here's a few shots from the party:
Yesterday we had an appointment with a pediatrician, to get him established in her care. She was able to fill in a lot of gaps in the information we received about J and answer a lot of questions that we had by accessing his past medical records. Thank you, Lord, for electronic medical records (although I don't always feel this way at work!). To be honest, I was overwhelmed at some of what we learned. This whole process has been full of emotions - frustrations over where the system has failed this child, anger over the choices adults in his life made that will affect him forever, sadness because of the brokenness and trauma and loss he has experienced, and joy in knowing that God placed him exactly where he wanted him to be. More than anything, we are determined. We will fight what he is fighting.
The other day another foster mom and friend of mine posted something that resonated with me:
"Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don’t
get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help
you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes." -
Matthew 6:34 (The Message)
In my flesh, I want to get worked up, to worry about the future. I worry about whether he will ever be "normal" or well-adjusted. I worry about if we're doing this right. I worry about things I can't even share here. But God is good, all the time. He's got it all in His hands. And we can choose to worry, or we can trust Him. Even as I write this, tears fill my eyes because I know He is trustworthy. I know He is able. He is able to do miracles, even now. He can touch this child's life, and bring healing, and bring strength to our weakness, and do immeasurably more than we could ever ask or imagine.God, help us trust you. And thank you for entrusting little J to us. He is a precious life that you formed, and you have big plans for him. And we will fight what he is fighting.