A Time for Everything

Limits. We all have them. The problem is that sometimes people will discover their limits only to push beyond them not recognizing that limits are put in place for a reason. Going beyond one's limits can sometimes distroy everything in its path. A person can make a strong effort to push past their limits and risk everything they have in order to see how far they can go simply because of pride. We are recognizing we do not want to be those kind of people.

We have recently come to recognize and accept our limits as to what we are capable of handling. For Brian, the choas and disobience is just too much. For me, it's watching my loved one's, those closest to me, suffer for a sacrifice that I felt called to give. But for everything there is a season. And this week we made the call to end this journey and ask that the foster children be removed from our home. We're simply tapped out and feel we can't go on with the daily grind of caring for two very needy children without losing our own family in the process.

At first, this was a decision that I felt great pain and sorrow over. I grappled with feelings of failure, guilt and remorse that we just can't do any more. I felt fear over the possibility that these two kids would get bounced into a system where they could be lost forever. But over the past 24 hours I've found hope and God has shown me that He is a God that sees everything long before we do. My prayers have been answered and the child welfare workers have found a permanent adoptive placement for Big Bro and Lil Sis and we will be making the transition on Monday. I believe this will be a good home for them and a place where they can grow into the people God intended for them to be. In the end it's good.

So, for the next 5 days we will do our best to push past the frustration of repeated reminders about the little things (that really are the big things) and the constant bickering amongst whining and screaming. In the meantime we ask for your prayers to carry us through these final days and hours. Tomorrow marks a month from the moment the children first arrived and I believe we have made a difference. Maybe more so that we'll ever know. But also, I feel we must dig deep to get us through probably the most critical time of this journey - the time in which it must come to end.

Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8

To everything there is a season,

A time for every purpose under heaven:
A time to be born,
And a time to die;
A time to plant,
And a time to pluck what is planted;
A time to kill,
And a time to heal;
A time to break down,
And a time to build up;
A time to weep,
And a time to laugh;
A time to mourn,
And a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones,
And a time to gather stones;
A time to embrace,
And a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to gain,
And a time to lose;
A time to keep,
And a time to throw away;
A time to tear,
And a time to sew;
A time to keep silence,
And a time to speak;
A time to love,
And a time to hate;
A time of war,
And a time of peace.